Oli's POV

I rolled onto my side and slid my hand across the ruffled bed sheets, searching for Rain. Opening my eyes and adjusting them to the light, I could hear them whispering outside the door.

"Why is he here!?" Danny called, sounding as though he was close to my door.

Who was here? I sat forward and darted my head around the room, looking for my jeans. I lifted up the sheets and threw myself out of the bed, completely naked.

"Go into your room! Go look after Hanley or something. I need to talk to this guy on my own." Danny finished, sending Rain straight for the door.

She huffed as she walked through the door, looking irritated. She must have caught sight of my feet, as she stopped in her tracks and slowly traced her eyes up my body and to my face.

"Um." She said, looking slightly astonished that I was totally uncovered.

"What?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing..." Rain dismissed me, handing me my jeans which were hidden in an empty draw. "Get dressed." She ordered, kissing my cheek bone. "There's someone here..."

I whipped on my jeans and held her gently in my arms. "I'm going to deal with it, alright? Stay with the baby."

She starred at me, looking even more wound up. "Why? Come on! He's like fifteen or something..."

I starred her in the eye. "I'm not going to take any risks. You know that."

She breathed out onto my face and nodded, letting go of me and briskly walking across the hall into the nursery to get Hanley up.

I walked into the living room quietly, stopping just before the wall so I could hear what they would talking about. Danny was sat opposite the boy, and he was comforting him.

"No. You have to go home Anton." He quietly rumbled to the boy, who I could hear taking deep breaths and exhaling as though he was crying.

"I can't. I came all this way..." He cried, banging his fists against the table.

I lurched my body around the side of the wall, watching them both dart they eyes over in my direction. They starred at me in silence. I walked closer, but felt uncomfortable getting too close to the boy. "Who is this?" I shunned to Danny, who was now biting his lip.

"Nobody!" He shouted.

The boy burst out in a fragile whimper. "Why do you say this?" His accent was strong. "After all we have? Why you don't need me anymore?" He continued to sob.

"Shut up, Anton. If you knew any better you wouldn't be here right now. You're like a child." Danny forcefully slammed at him, looking as though he was about to begin a physical attack.

"Not a child..." He whimpered, wiping his eyes. "I need you..." He through his head into his lap and started to hyperventerlate.

"Danny!" I shouted, angry at his horrible approach to this boy. "How do you know this boy?"

Danny sat with his mouth shut. "I don't." He finally let out.

The boy stood up and went straight up to me. "He does! He does!" He cried, like a little child. "He's my ex! My ex!"

What? I stopped for a second, and starred at Danny. He was sat with his hands covering his face from me. He was almost in tears, but held them back, and simply got up and looked me dead in they eye.

"Yes, Oli. I'm gay. You happy now!?" He spat, grabbing Anthony and visiously throwing him to the side. He fled from the room and left the boy and I in shear silence.

Notes

:O So what do you think Danny should do? Let Anthony stay with him or make him go?