"Yeah, that'd be good I guess..." I said.

She nodded and left the room. In less than a minute Mark came in with a worried look on my face.

I got up but Mark was beside me in an instant pushing me down again. 

"Mark I am fine. Relax." I said, assuring him.

"Shutup." He hissed.

I did as told and sighed.

He settled on the tool beside me and glared at me.

"What?" It was me hissing now.

"Why'd you do that?" He asked.

"Why'd I do what?" I said.

"Run like a mad person." he said.

I only looked down and stayed quite.

In the meantime the door creaked open again and dad entered.

Now I was in deep trouble.

"Melissa?" Dad asked and I smiled at him.

"How are you and what the hell happened?" He asked.

"Nothing. I guess I was just running too hard." I said.

"Why?" he asked in a very parental tone.

Because I felt guilty and hopeless. I felt like I had betrayed Daniel's trust. I had ended whatever it was that we had.

But obviously I couldn't say that out aloud, unless I wanted Daniel's ass to be kicked.

"I was listening to my Ipod and I didnt realize how fast and for how long I ran." I lied, and felt so guilty about it.

Mark only raised his eyebrows at me and I signalled him to shutup.

Realizing the existence of this silent observation between us dad excused himself and went to the cafeteria.

As if the closing of the door was only a signal, Mark almost leaped at me.

"Speak." Mark almost snarled.

"Can I have some water please?" I asked.

He handed me a glass of water and I sat up on the bed.

"What do you want to know?" I asked, taking a sip of water.

"Why did you run off like that? You weren't back for like what, more than two freaking hours! I was so worried that I even called up that boyfriend of yours." He said. 

I spat out the water out of my mouth (and it landed on Mark's Tshirt, Bravo!) hearing the fact that he had called up Daniel.

"You did what?" I asked, stunned.

"Yeah I took his number from Sharon and called him but he said he had last heard from you about an hour back and by the sounds in the background he thought you were in the park. So I called up on your phone and some lady picked up who told me that you had fainted and they were taking you to the ER."

"Oh" was all I could say.. 

"Now tell me your story." Mark said softly."

"Um, you remember I was so happy after the date and then Ryan came by? Well Ryan had come to tell me that he was in love with me and he kissed me. I was too stunned to move and all I could think about was that I was cheating on Daniel. I asked Mark to leave and then I went upstairs and cried and cried. Then today I went off to run so that I could take my mind off things but then I decided to call Daniel and tell him all that happened. After all, if we were in a relationship we had to trust each other, right? So I called him and told him about the kiss. He hung up without saying anything. I felt so guilty and I just took off like that. I realized that I the strength was giving away but I still continued..." I didn't need to say the rest, it was obvious what had happened after that.

"Look Melissa, I am only going to say one thing to you, that if Daniel really likes you, he will trust you; and by the look of it I think he really likes you and he will not question your authortiy. And as far as Ryan is concerned, I think you should talk to him but let Daniel deal with him first." Mark said and winked.

He gave my hand a little squeeze when the door opened slightly. 

Thinking it was dad I looked up smiling at the door.

My heart stopped beating for a second when I saw who it was. Daniel.

Sensing my surprise Mark whispered, "It's okay, I told him you were here".

Daniel came in and Mark cleared his throat. I looked at him in doubt.

"I think I'm going to accompany dad in the caf." He said and got up to leave.

Mark left and I only looked towards the plain window on the left. I stared at it as if it would open and spider man would enter.

Daniel cleared his throat and I heard the stool move. Great, he was sitting so close to me now. This simple thought made the beating of my heart race like anything.

I chuckled at the effect Daniel had on me even in such a circumstance. This made Daniel clear his throat again.

My lips curved into a frown when the whole story came rushing back to me. I had to talk to him, I had to clear things with him.

"Daniel..." I started.

But I couldn't continue as Daniel bent down and locked his lips with mine.

|A/N: I want my Daniel too! (:

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