Some Things Never Change (FINISHED!!!)

Title: Some Things Never Change
Author: Triesanne (carmzy_sweetness)
Characters: Blake McGregor and McFly
Summary: Blake finds herself caught in a flashback as she comes across an old friend. While there are some things different, there are things that will always remain the same.
Disclaimer: I am not affiliated to the band nor in any way connected to them. The happenings of this fic are poducts of my cuckoo brain and are mere fiction.

COMPLETE CHAPTERS:
Chapters 1-6
Chapters 7-8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapters 11-12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapters 16-17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapters 20-21

*ADDITIONAL Author's Note: I hope you guys give me comments!!! I love them. Enjoy!

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CHAPTER 1: Memories

Danny Jones was in a couple of my classes in High School. He was never the quiet type and was always, like now, the ladies man. I wouldn't say he got the girls falling head over heels for him, he just thought he did. In fairness to him though, some of them did like him. Looking at him now is so overwhelming. Who would've thought that in eight years' time, he'd be topping charts and headlining tabloids?

I stood at the middle of the crowd as he and his band performed their songs.

"...we got no worries in the world..."

I don't know if he remembers, but he was once my lab partner, my seatmate through maths and ocassionally my study buddy.

I smiled as he started dancing on stage. Boy, does he love the attention.

He's still the dynamic school boy I once knew...and to tell you the truth, I kind of miss.

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I rubbed my eyes as I woke up to the sound of my mobile's ring tone.

I hate that thing when it wakes me up in the morning. I hate the person calling more. I should remember to turn that off next time.

I grabbed my phone off the bed side table and rested my head on my pillows.

"What?"
"Good morning to you too."
"Whatever Rachel. Whaddya need?" I yawned.
"You, sleepy head. Get up and meet me at The Coffee Shop. Thirty minutes?"
"I hate you." I yawned again.
"Well, I love you, Blake. Get up! Get up! I need you to hurry!"

I closed my phone and threw it on the bed beside me.

Rachel better have a good reason for waking me.

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I pushed the door of The Coffee Shop open and stepped inside. Rachel was sitting at the table near the window.

"So what's the big idea calling me up at an unreasonable hour?" I pulled a chair and sat across her.
"I ran into someone last night. And FYI, nine AM is a reasonable time to call people."
"Nine?" I checked my watch. "I thought it was eight or something. Anyway, who was it you ran into?"
"Danny Jones!" She almost shrieked.
"Uhuh. I know he's in town. What's the big deal?" I rolled my eyes.
"He invited us to the Cavern. Eight tonight. Tell me you'll come!"
"I can't. I have a lot of work to do. Speaking of work, I have to go. But hey, call me after your rendezvous?" I stood up and straightened out my skirt.
"I will, party pooper. Now go." She smiled.
"Love you!" I waved and walked out the door.

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I rooted around for some files and folders from previous publications that I could work on to try and start planning out the next layout of our magazine. Working as the art director of fashion magazine, Fetish, is not always that fun.

My intercom light lit up signaling the company receptionist has something to tell me.

I pushed the button.

"Yup?"
"Miss McGregor, you have a visitor."
"Let 'em up. Thanks."

I went back to my search for the missing folders and files. Where did I put those? I better get my assistant to clean my office. I can't find anything here.

I heard the outside room quiet down. There are about twenty cubicles outside, shutting them up is impossible! What on earth happened out there?

I walked to my door to see for myself.

"Danny..." I gasped

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CHAPTER 2: Surprise Visit

I stood frozen at the door. Danny stood from across the room looking awkward and confused.

"Uhhmmmm...sorry. Danny...I..."

I crossed the room hurriedly and grabbed his arm. I dragged him to the direction of our conference room.

"Such a big surprise?" His words had a touch of amusement.
"BIG is right. What are you doing here?"

I closed the glass door and faced him. He walked over to the conference table and sat on it.

"Rachel called me."
"And? As if that explains everything." I rolled my eyes.
"Well, she told me you didn't want to go with us tonight."
"It's not that I don't want to go. I just don't have time to."

I walked over beside him and sat down, too.

"What's an hour or two going to do? Surely it won't put you off track." He looked hesitant and pleading.

I absently swung my feet as I looked at the floor.

"Please? Just an hour."

I do miss him. And hell! For old times' sake!

"The Cavern? Eight?" I smiled at him.
"Yes!!!" He hugged me tightly...and then released me. His cheeks flushed as he looked away.
"No blushing needed, Dan." I nudged him with a laugh and jumped off the table.
"Well, now that's settled, I'll leave you to your work. I'll be counting on that appearance."

I smiled and we walked back to my office.

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When I entered the 20-cubicle room, everybody seemed to stop working and look at the doorway.

"What?" I raised an eyebrow.
"That was the guy from that pop band, wasn't it? How do you know him?" Mikaela, ever the gossip queen, piped up.
"Woah! Don't get me wrong! He's a classmate from high school." I rolled my eyes and walked to my office.
"Whatever you say."

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I had gotten my assistant to find the missing folders, but I can't seem to work. My mind is going elsewhere and it can't seem to rest. I thumbed through the old magazines whilst I pondered about what I'll be wearing tonight.
I flipped a few pages; a thousand things running through my mind.
A silent knock interrupted my thoughts. I looked at Amanda, my assistant.

"Someone's on the phone for you."
"I'll pick it up. Thanks."

I grabbed the phone and stuck it to my ear.

"Hello." I glumly greeted.
"It's Rachel!" The voice greeted ever so brightly.
"Hi Rache. What's up?"
"I heard Danny got you to go with us. What's up with that?"
"Don't get me started. You should be thankful I agreed to go."
"Fine. Looks like I won't get anything from you. I have to go get ready anyway."
"Rache, it's six thirty. Don't you own a clock?" I glanced at my wall clock and my wrist watch.
"I know. I just want to look great for the other guys. See you later."

I put the phone down. Other guys? Oh crap.

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CHAPTER 3: Dating Nostalgia

From the time I put the phone down, all I seemed to do was look at the clock. Typical for Danny to forget about other semi-important details. Of course he never really means for them to be forgotten. He's just forgetful, I guess.

When the clock struck seven, I bolted out of my office, old folders and magazines at hand, calling to my secretary that I was heading home.

The 20-cubicle room probably noticed my rush, but I didn't care by then. I needed to get home, find an outfit and fix myself.

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I drove top speed to my appartment. Town Circle wasn't a long drive. It's just seven minutes from the publishing company. At this rate, I could get there in five minutes flat.

I parked my car in front of the building and jumped out of it. I rushed up the lift and entered my room. My shoes, bag and magazines were flying all over the place as I rushed to my closet. I don't know why I'm being like this but maybe, just maybe, I want to look good tonight.

I threw my closet door open and walked in. It's not a big one, but it's spacey enough to count as a walk-in closet. I've recieved tons of discounts working at our magazine.

I walked over to my tops and absent-mindedly ran my fingers through them. My thoughts drifting to cetain moments in the past.

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It was graduation day. I spent the whole morning trying to get it over my head that I'll soon be in college. It was all too surreal. I remember sitting through homeroom in freshmen year and not knowing anybody. The memory seemed so raw and brand new.

Later that day, at around six PM, the graduation march started. My batchmates and I were clad in royal blue togas, smiles momentarily plastered on our faces.

Before we knew it, the night was over and our graduation caps were flying all over the place.

I searched for Danny to congratulate him. We both had passed all our subjects with flying colors. I found him with his family. We hugged tightly. I remember him saying, "Thanks for an awesome year, Blake. I owe you one."

I don't know why I never replied. I was just so caught up in the moment.

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I shook my thoughts and continued searching for something to wear. I have less than forty-five minutes to get ready.

After a quick shower, a fast-paced hair and make-up session in front of the mirror, I slipped in my clothes and took one last look at myself. I decided to wear my sea-green tank top, dark jeans and my high-heeled boots. I hope this passes as good enough. I grabbed my purse and coat and headed out the door.

Cavern, here I come.

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CHAPTER 4: NIGHT AT THE CAVERN

The Cavern was a hip, new club in town. As I walked to the entrance, I saw a very long queue in front of me. I'm not much of a sweet-talker so I decided to call Rachel instead. She's probably gotten her butt in by now.

"Rache? I'm outside. Mind getting me in?"
"Hold on." I heard her speak to some people. "Danny's coming to get you."
"O-okay. Thanks." I stuttered.

I stuck my phone in my purse and silently took in my surroundings. I don't get why these people waste their time over here when they can be somewhere else. I smiled to myself and faintly shook my head at the realization that I sounded like a hypocrite.
The queue suddenly became rowdy and some girls began screaming. This could only mean one thing. I lifted my head and saw Danny approaching me. He gave me a head-to-toe glance and met my gaze.

"Hey. You look beautiful tonight." He smiled.
"Thanks. You too." I smiled back.
"Shall we?" He gestured to the club.
"Yepp."

He led me to the entrance where a bouncer let us in whilst holding back some girls in front of the line.
When we got in, Danny took my coat and gave it to the hostess who in turn gave him a number.

"I brought my band mates along."
"So I've heard." I hid my sarcasm.
"Oh?" He looked at me innocently.

I rolled my eyes and followed him to the upper part of the club. In a booth sat three guys and Rachel.

"Guys, this is Blake. Blake, that's Tom, Dougie and Harry."

I gave them an enormous wave and squeezed in between Harry and Danny.
I bet this will be one interesting night.

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We had a few drinks and just talked. They were amazing lads. Childish, interesting and deep rolled into one.
After a few drinks, we had a bit of dare game. Danny got to snog a waitress, Rachel got on stage and danced like a hooker, I drank three bottles of beer (a stunt I would never ever pull of if I was in my right mind) and the other three, you didn't even want to know.

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After our dare game, Rachel asked Harry, Tom and Dougie to dance. I'm pretty sure she did it on purpose. I don't know what's running in that crazy head of hers. The three guys stumbled out of the booth and on the dance floor.
I watched them for a while and then glanced at Danny. He was looking at me intently, somehow watching my every move.

"What?" I laughed.
"Nothing. I just........never thought I'd be here hanging out with you."
"Wow." I burst out laughing. "Seriously, Dan. That's a little too corny for you." I looked at the dance floor again..
"I'm not kidding." He said in a semi-serious tone that had 'hurt' written all over it.
"This is getting awkward so you know what? We're going to dance." I smiled slyly and dragged him with me.
"Woah! Hey hey hey!!!" He protested.
"Danny. Shut up and dance."

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Danny wasn't exactly the best dancer in the world, but he wasn't the worst either. He’s really fun to dance with because he doesn’t care about technique. All there is to him is having a great time.
I miss those moments we had when we’d burst out laughing and people would look at us like we were deranged.
The song ended and me and Danny were already laughing our heads off. We had bumped each other a few times and stepped on each other’s foot, but we really didn’t care.
Annie Lennox’s ‘Why’ blared out of the sound system and Danny looked me in the eyes, smile still plastered on his face. I laughed and moved closer and we danced to the slow song.

And these are the years that we have spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel

“It’s good to see you again, Blake.” Danny mumbled, mid-song.
“Why do you always love to make things awkward?” I laughed and Danny laughed along. “But seriously, I missed you, too.”

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After the slow number, we joined Rachel and Tom, Harry and Dougie to a group dance.
It was one hell of a night and I didn’t regret coming.

To be continued...

CHAPTER 5: DRINKING AFTERMATH

We stumbled out of the club around two in the morning. Everybody was slurring and by 'everybody', it included me. We were all in no state to drive so Tom called up their management and arranged for them to pick us up and drive us to their hotel.
The lads shared rooms which meant there'd be three people in each room. I got to stay with Harry and Danny and Rachel at Tom and Dougie's.
Me, Harry and Danny stumbled in their room. It was a big suite with one master’s bed and a huge couch. I looked at the bed and at the lads.

"You sleep...there?" I pointed to the bed unable to speak straight.
"We take turns on the couch and bed." Harry replied in a meaningful sentence despite almost falling over.
"Okay. Where do I sleep? Floor?" I giggled slightly. I was so trashed and wasted.
"You get the bed. Harry's turn on the couch, I sleep.....somewhere. Good night." Danny said as he peeled off his shirt.
"Don't be silly. You get one side of the bed." I walked over to the right and shimmied under the covers.

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I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them. I felt the world's hugest head ache coming on. I looked at the clock, reading nine thirty-five AM. I ran towards my purse and rooted for my phone. I punched in Amanda's number and made her reschedule all my appointments.
With all that settled, I can go back to sleep. I dove under the covers again and was soon fast asleep.

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When I checked the clock the second time I was up, it read two PM. I lazily made my way to the bathroom, had a gargle and splashed water on my face. I was very pale and every bit wasted.
I heard movement in the room and returned to see who was up. It was Danny. He sat up in bed, shirtless and he looked a lot like me.

“Did I wake you?” I’m sorry.” I said softly to avoid waking up Harry.
“No. It’s okay. Are you working today?”
“No. I called in sick. I’ll be no use in this state anyway. Go back to sleep. You guys have a signing event to night. You might want to use up all the time you have for rest.”
“Nah. Want to get coffee or something?”
“Sure. Can I borrow a shirt?”
“Yeah. Go ahead. I’ll just shower.”

I went out of the bathroom and headed to the dresser. I was about to open a drawer when Harry cute me off.

“You might not want to open that.” He said groggily.
“Oh. So which one would I want to open?”
“Second one on the right. That’s Danny’s. I’ll go back to sleep now.” He buried his head under his pillows.
“Thanks.” I muttered.

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Half an hour later, I was in the hallway with Danny waiting for the lift. I had borrowed one graphic tee of his and slipped on my clothes.
We took a cab back to the Cavern and rode my car to the coffee shop.
Danny ordered some strong coffee and I ordered hot chocolate. We added in some bagels and chips to share on.
As we ate contentedly, we talked about out families, experiences, my job, the band and just about anything we could ever think of.
By the time our order was gone, we were both perked up and laughing, our hangovers nearly forgotten.

To be continued…

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CHAPTER 6: WELCOME BACK TO REALITY

I had said goodbye to Danny after coffee. I drove him back to their hotel and headed home. Being care-free and spontaneous was fun, but it can't be a part of my daily routine. I still have a lot of work to do.
When I reached home, I jumped in the tub for a nice, warm bath. There was a lot of stress to get rid of and not to mention a killer hang over.

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Two hours had pased and by then I was clean, dressed and feeling better. Armed with a pen and an ice pack, I started with my work.

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I worked in silence for over three hours. The phone rang and I lazily picked up.

"Hey. Just checking on you." Danny was on the other end.
"Oh hey. I'm good. Almost done with my work actually. How about you guys?"
"We're fine, too. We're traveling to Cambridge right now. The others are asleep and I got bored."
"Oh. So I'm number one on your get-rid-of-boredom list now. That's good to hear." My sarcasm was very notable.
"I take it. Your caught up with something?" Danny said mildly hurt.
"Uhhh...no. Not really. Sorry. Just ignore me. I'm stressed and I have a hangover and -"
"Yeah, I get it." He said with a chuckle.
"So what shall we talk about Mr. Jones?"

I stood up, wrapped myself with a blanket and headed for the terrace. Dawn at the top floor of Town Circle is always spectacular.

"Mr. Jones? Eghhh. Makes me sound old." I could almost hear him cringe. "Anyway...I was hoping you'd come up with a topic for us."
"Hmmm...I don't have anything, but let's see. What do you see outside your window?"

We talked for about an hour or two. Our topic? There was none. We started talking about the sight we saw; mine from the terrace and him from the tour bus window. Soon enough, we were already taking a walk down memory lane.
After our long talk, I wrapped up my work and cleaned up the mess I had made. I better get me some rest. There was a long day ahead.

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At eight thirty, I was awake and buzzing. I was in my usual suit for work, but unusually was early. All my layout work was done and all I had to do was get there and start feeling the wrah of my office mates.

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When I reached our floor, I took a deep breathe, plastered a smile and walked through our department. Well...more of run through, but still. Everybody just looked at me. That was better than I had hoped for...

"Blake...in my office please." Our department head called from her office.

...until now.

"Yes Ms. Betsy?" I entered her office hesitantly.
"You missed work yesterday..." She started in monotone.
"Yeah. About that I -"
"...for a coffee break with a member of McFly?" She finished with an icy glare.
"How'd you know?" My eyebrows shot up.
"The post, my dear. They had a picture to spare." She threw a copy of yesterday's post in front of me.
"I really was feeling sick...and I finished all my layout work. It's in my bag."
"Keep in mind that there are a lot of other people who want your job." My gaze dropped to the floor.
"Get Amanda to bring your work here." She ordered in a dismissive tone.

I left her office; my blood heating up. My cheeks were red from keeping in my emotions. What a witch she is. I rubbed my temples as I made my way to my office.

"So like, are you guys dating?" Mikaela piped up as I passed by her stall.
"Not now, please. I'm not in the mood and I might hit you."

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CHAPTER 7: RUMOR HAS IT

I had gotten through the first part of the day by hiding in the comforts of my office. Amanda was the only person who I talked to since I exited the witch's office.
My phone rang noisily. I looked at the screen. "Danny" it flashed mockingly. I sighed and answered it.

"Hey Dan. 'Sup?"
"Hey. You sound stressed."
"That's an understatement."
"Want to tell me what happened?"
"You might want to go look for yesterday's paper first and then call me back."

Someone behind me cleared their throat in a very loud way. I quickly turned around and glanced up only to be met by the witch's cold glare.

"Listen, I have to go. I'll call you later." I ended the call and threw my phone in my bag.
"Who was that?" She asked suspiciously.
None of your business you b*tch! I wanted to scream at her face, but instead i said, "My brother."
"Oh? And I do believe we have a policy against personal calls during work hours?"
"Yeah. Sorry 'bout that. It won't happen again." I mumbled.
"Good. You can go now." With that, she stomped off.

I swear that woman despises me. Well, not like I don't reciprocate it anyway. She's always up in my business with her nose stuck in the air.
I sighed in defeat and started gathering my things. I need to end this day and pray that I have a better one tomorrow.
A knock made my eyes dart to the door.

"What do you want Mikaela?" I rolled my eyes.
"As the writer for the gossip column, I'd like to have a chat with you about a certain matter." She announced in her snobby, professional tone.
"Danny Jones?" I asked bluntly.
"As a matter of fact, yes." She pulled out a notepad and smiled.
"There's nothing to tell."
"Are you guys going out?" She asked ignoring my previous statement.
"No." I placed my hands on my hips and faced her.
"So what might yesterday's paper mean?" She said with a wink.
"You actually believe that rubbish? It was a coffee chat between old high school mates." I flashed her a fake smile and grabbed my bag. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm heading home." I walked out my office without waiting for a reply.

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I threw the newspaper in the bin. I never imagined life could get this stressful and annoying. I decided to give Danny a ring.

"Yeah?" He answered. After all that crap after his last call, hearing his voice made me feel more relaxed and happier.
"It's me." I replied pathetically. Duh! It's you.
"I didn't think you'd call to be honest." He chuckled. (I never called people back when we were in high school.) "So what's up with you?"
"Haven't you grabbed the copy of yesterdays paper yet?"
"Uhhhhh...no. Why?" He replied lost.
"It had a picture of you and me at the coffee shop. By the looks of it, we're a tandem now." I ran a hand through my hair.
"That's not so bad. I bet we looked good together." he chuckled.
"It's not bad for you!" I protested.
"Sorry. Just trying to make you laugh. What do you want me to do?"
"I know sorry. It's just that I'm trouble at work already." I sighed.
"Don't worry. I'll devise a plan."
"Okay. I think I'm going to sleep. Today is a very bad day!"
"You take care, yeah?"
"I will. You too. And say hi to the guys for me."
"Will do. Bye Blake."

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After i woke up in the morning, i jumped in the shower and changed for work. Only God knows what will happen to me today.
I sighed and flicked through the channels until I stopped at BBC news.

'Tuesday afternoon, McFly's front man, Danny Jones, was spotted at the local coffe shop with a woman. Reporters say she goes by the name Kathleen 'Blake' McGregor. The two are rumored to be dating but is so far yet to be confirmed...'

You have got to be kidding me! I stomped off in search for my bag and head out the door. As I opened the door, I was met by a blinding flash and more flashes that followed. Photographers kept taking pictures as reporters screamed questions.
I banged the door in their face and my jaw dropped open. I grabbed my phone and quickly dialled Danny's number. When he answered, "SAVE ME!" I screamed.

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CHAPTER 8: GET AWAY TO PARADISE

"What's wrong?" Danny asked in a sleepy yet concerned voice.
"Reporters are freakin' swarming my house! That's what's wrong!" I ran a hand through my hair and peeked out the window.
"Oh...uhhh..."

Great! He's speechless!

"Help me!" I pleaded.
"I'll get you out of there. Hold on."
"Park at the back of my house."
"Okay. Okay. Wait for me. I'll be there fifteen minutes tops."
"Trust me, I'm not going anywhere."

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The next thing I know, I was being dragged out of my house, hands clasped with Danny's, to his car. We ran for its safety as reporters rolled their cameras and photographers clicked away. I jumped in the front seat and Danny in the driver's. He backed out of my street and sped away from it.
I heaved a big sigh and slumped down in my seat.

"You okay?" Danny glanced at me.
"I've seen better days."
"Have you called work?"
"Oh sh*t! Speaking of!" I dug in my purse for my phone and speed dialled Amanda.
"Amanda? Please reschedule my appointments. I'm not showing up. And uhhmmmm...is Betsy in?"
"I think so. Want me to put her on?"
"Uhhh...yes please." I glanced out the window wondering where Danny was kidnapping me.
"Your assistant says you're not turning up. Are you trying to lose your job?" Betsy growled.
"Betsy! No!...I love my -.....I ca-.....NO....no....betsy it's -...." She kept cutting me off.

Danny grabbed my phone and stuck it near his ear. I didn't bother taking it back. It's Betsy for goodness' sake!
I only heard his side of the conversation which was something like this, "Betsy? It's Danny.....yeah....from McFly. No....Yup....kidnapping her....okay?...I've heard lots of wonderful things about you from Blake by the way." And then he hung up.

"What'd you say?"
"That I'm kidnapping you."
"So am I safe?"
"As far as I'm concerned." I looked out the wondow again. The sight looked familiar.
"Where are you taking me again?"
"We're going home."
"Home? What do you mean 'home'?"
"I meant home." He flashed me a smile. I glanced out the window and that's when it hit me we're going home! To Bolton!
"Thank you!" I hugged him.
"Woah! Driving!" He laughed. My cheeks probably colored by then but I was too happy to care.

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Danny pulled up at the local park. He stopped the engine and removed his keys from the ignition. I stepped out and stood beside him; taking in the park. I surveyed it and smiled up to him.

"Tag!!!" I screamed as I shoved him and broke into a run. I felt him running behind me; catching up with every step. Soon enough, I was tackled and we were rolling on the grass. He pinned me down and we were overtaken by laughter. We looked at each other with a smile.
And I did the most unexpectable thing........I raised my head and brushed my lips against his cheek.
As soon as it did, Danny foze in place and I pushed him off me. He collapsed beside me with a thud and I erupted with laughter again.

"What was that for?" Danny asked silently.
"I...uhhh...for taking me here?" I suggested.
"Uncalled for but that probably means I did something right!" He smiled widely.

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The rest of the day was pretty awesome. We visited "OUR" tree. Okay, fine. It was just a tree at the west end of the park. Danny and I used to meet there to talk about school and the like. On the day after graduation, we had come here to talk about our plans in the future and it was the day we officially made it our tree. We had our names carved and a date to commemorate it. Since we did it the last time we were there, I suggested we wrote the date of the day to signify we had visited it. Danny carved it using his keys.
After visiting our tree, we stopped by our favorite candy store. Yes, we were too old to go to candy stores at senior year but we always did. It was kind of a tradition when we met up. We grabbed a couple of our favorites.
We watched the sun set from a park bench. It wasn't as amazing as the movies, but we were contented.

"Dan?" I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Yeah?" He wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"Thank you."
"No problem." He smiled genuinely.

To be continued...

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