~I Want You~

I Want You

('I Want You': part 19)

Darren stormed out of the restaurant, feeliing both anger and denial at the same time.
God, how much he wanted to punch Ben out right there and then for saying what he said.
But, was he really serious about Daniel? Did Daniel *really* give him more than just casual looks during the show?
Was it possible that he wanted to be more than friends?
Darren smacked himself on the head. (No!) he thought. (Daniel is not a homo sexual! I just know he isn't)
Then it hit him: 2 nights ago, when they were in LA, the night he had fallen asleep in his bathrobe on the bed. He had heard distantly, a whisper, saying something like 'i love you', but he had quickly brushed the thought out of his mind, thinking it was a dream; and maybe it *was* a dream, but what if it was *Daniel* who had said that?
His head was spinning wildly as he walked into the lobby of the warm hotel. Part of him wanted to put the whole issue out of his mind, and the other part of him was somewhat interested to see if this was all a joke or not.
As he entered the elevator, he thought about Daniel and all the things that he may not have noticed about him before, but nothing came to mind that was unusually gayish in his behavior.
He closed his eyes as he felt the movement of the elevator going up 2 floors; the feeling had always fascinated him.
When it reached the 2nd floor, the doors opened, and he walked down the hallway, hoping in a way that Daniel wouldn't be there. His wish was granted.
On the door, there was a yellow memo note that read: 'Oliver flew in today to see our show tomorrow night. I'm visiting with him now in room 118 ,and should be back shortly. -Daniel.'
Peeling off the small paper, he unlocked the door and sighed as he walked into the room.
He removed his leather jacket.
(All Ben is trying to do is pysch me out! Ya, that's all it is; another one of Ben's stupid theories) thought Darren as he walked over to the bed. He sat down on it and looked out the window.
(Why am i freaking out over this, anyway? It's not as though what Ben said is true)
He closed his eyes. The only solution to this would be to talk to Daniel about it himself, and until then, he would just try not to think about it any longer.

Daniel had coffee with Oliver in his room.
The conversation went well, until the end of it, when Oliver started to ask Daniel again what was wrong with him.
"You've been so quiet and sulky since you've been here, Daniel, now what's wrong?"
Daniel sighed. "Can we *not* talk about my problems?"
"But Dan, something's on your mind that is really getting to you, and you should talk about it"
Daniel ended up leaving out of frustration.
He walked up the stairs slowly to get to his room, eager to jump into his bed and fall asleep.
He wondered if Darren was back yet from his trip to town with Ben and Karl.
As he approached the door, he noticed that the memo he had left for Darren was gone. (What kind of jerk would take down my note?) he thought angrily as he turned his key, surprised to see that the door had already been unlocked. (It better not be that damn cleaning lady again) he thought, afraid that he might find her standing there inside the room with her vacuum.
But, the room was empty when he walked in, though the sheets on Darren's bed were messily strewn about, as though he had been lying on them.
Darren's jacket was hanging alone in the closet, so he *had* to be there....but where?
(Maybe he's in the bathroom) he thought, quickly walking over to the closed door.
Knocking on it twice, he then stood there in silence, waiting for a response. There was no response.
He knocked again, harder this time. "Darren? Are you in there?" "Um....ya....i don't feel to well though" Darren replied hoarsely. Daniel frowned. "Did you throw up?"
"No, not yet"
"Well, can i come in?" he asked with concern.
"Um, no, i'll be out in a sec, hold on"
Daniel walked over to the bed and sat down on it, waiting for Darren to come out of the bathroom.
About a minute later, Darren opened the door, and slowly walked out, looking extremely pale.
Daniel stood up and quickly walked over to him. "Darren, are you ok? You don't look to well"

poor boy..