[AU] Describe your relationship with Danny
He’s my best friend. He’s actually kind of the main reason I made this blog in the first place. I don't know how to describe us because I feel like something's different about us now. 'Cause sometimes Danny and I are great friends who don't fight and talk for hours and have lots of fun together, and other times we get quiet and we won't look at each other and his hands get all twitchy and when we do look at each other it's like we can't look away because there's something we're trying to say but how do we say it without sounding like idiots, you know?
Like, yesterday, Danny, Jo, and I were all watching Boy Meets World re-runs at my house. We always sit on the big sofa with Jo in the middle because she likes to hold the remote and Danny sits on the right and me on the left. Only, Jo wanted to be on the ground, so it was just Danny and me on the couch.
At first, we were laughing, whispering jokes to each other from across the Jo-shaped space. But somewhere along the line, Danny scooted to be next to me and when I turned to say something, he was right there, so close to my face that I could see everything on his. I turned around so fast that I jumped and kicked Jo, but Jo only punched me back and didn't even say anything. So we all kept watching and I can't remember which episode was on because I couldn't focus. Danny kept looking at me during scenes with Cory and Topanga on screen. He looked at me like he was Cory, and I realized that he does that a lot. And if he's Cory, am I Topanga? Because Cory and Topanga are perfect for each other and they fall in love and get married and I can't do that with Danny. But sometimes, I think about it.
About holding his hand because nobody would even see us if we sat really close together, and we could probably kiss in the fort when Jo was running late, and when my mom and dad fought a lot, I could just stay in his room and sleep over until all the yelling stopped....
I'm sorry this got really long again. Danny and I are best friends. We have to be anyway. We all made a promise years ago that we'd never like each other. And I don't really like him. I just think maybe I could, sometimes. Nobody knows, and no one outside of this blog can know. You won't tell anyone, right? Especially not Danny or Jo? I don't think they'd ever stop laughing at me.
