What's So Good About Picking Up The Pieces? (Discontinued)

Tony's P.O.V.

It's been two days since I've found out my mom and Danny have been arguing about me. Two days since my mom told me she wouldn't speak to me until I was done with Mike. So here I am, not speaking to my mom because she can't learn to accept that I'm gay and I'm in love with Mike. I'm not leaving him. Nothing in this entire world could ever make me leave him.

"He's your son! You're supposed to love him no matter what!" I heard Danny yell from downstairs. Again...they're talking about me again. Although I feel bad that Danny's relationship with her is going to shit because of me, It doesn't make me want to stay away from Mike. Not even for poor Danny's sake.

"How can I love him if he likes boys?! He's a disgrace, it's disgusting!" My mom yelled back. I felt my heart sink to my stomach. I never knew she hated me that much...Even though I love her, I just don't like her right now. The sentence alone, bought more tears to the bunch that were already streaming down my face.

A few seconds later I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and then my door swung open with none other than Danny standing in the doorway. He quietly closed the door and walked over to me, sitting at the foot of my bed as I furiously wiped away at the tears.

"Why is it so wrong to love someone?" I choked out. Danny gave me a sad smile and scooted over, closer to me.

"There's nothing wrong with it, your mom's just....difficult. She doesn't hate you, Tony."

"But she does...she won't even look me in the eye anymore. Why can't she just understand that I-I love him? Can't she see ho-how happy he makes me? He's the best fucking thing that's happened to me..." I cried into my hands. I don't even know why I was letting myself open up to him like this. I barley know him. I felt a hand on my shoulder, he rubbed it comfortingly and pulled me into his side.

"You really love him?" Danny asked quietly. I cried hard into his chest and nodded, not being able to get any words out.

"Well I think she'll come around sometime...and if she doesn't...you can always come to me if you need someone, okay? But right now, I want you to get your sad bum up from this bed, wipe those tears, and get dressed." Danny spoke, releasing his hold on me. I wiped my tears and pondered why he wanted me to get ready.

"W-Why?" I asked, standing up as he did so.

"Becaauuse, we are going to have some fun tonight, and you're going to forget all about your mom acting so stupid." Danny said, being completely honest.

"Where are we going?" I asked, actually a little surprised that he was being so nice to me.

"It's a surprise. Get ready and meet me outside."

"But what if my mom doesn't let me go?"

"Oh, who gives a rats ass! You're already doing what she doesn't want you to do, so until she comes around, you'll be coming with me." Danny smiled and walked out of my room. I quickly got dressed and fixed my hair, ran downstairs, happy to leave until my mom spoke up.

"Where are you going?"

I didn't respond, simply dashing out the front door and getting into Danny's car. He smiled at me and started driving away.

"Alright, do you like ice cream?" Danny asked, turning to look at me for a short second before turning his head back to the road.

"Yea, who doesn't?" I chuckled.

"Good, because we're gonna eat a shit load of it." Danny laughed. I laughed too, enjoying his presence. He seemed like a really cool guy. A much better side I was seeing to him then when we were at dinner last time.

"So your idea of cheering me up is to give me ice cream?" I questioned, smiling a little. My dad never took me out for ice cream.

"Yuup!" Danny grinned. We'd finally gotten to the ice cream parlor, and Danny wasn't kidding when he said we'd be eating a shit load of it. I was literally about to burst.

"Fuck, I'm full." I groaned, holding my stomach. Danny laughed and took in a deep breath before getting up and paying the guy. We walked out of the parlor and got back into his car again. Apparently 'our day' wasn't over yet. He wanted to take me to a carnival. Yes, a carnival.

So here we were, walking around this cute little place, cotton-candy in our hands, looking for something to do. Then I see the spinning apples.

"Hey, how about the apples?" I asked, smirking. Danny rolled his eyes with a playful grin on his face.

"Okay."

And off we were, approaching the evil apples in which would in just a few seconds either make us laugh or cause us to throw up all our food. I sat down on the side opposite from the door whereas Danny sat on the side right next to it.

The music started playing and the apples started going around the huge worm statue in the middle. Danny and I both put our hand on the wheel in the center of the apple and began to turn it as fast as we could.

"Oh, I'm gonna fucking puke my guts out!" Danny groaned, letting go of the wheel. I kept spinning it, letting the apple rotate at the speed of a tornado. And that's seriously how it felt. I let go and held onto the sides, laughing at the faces Danny was making. He looked like he was gonna be sick. The apple was slowing down, seeing as we had let go of the wheel but unexpectedly, Danny leaned back a little and the small door behind him propped open, causing him to fall back and out of the apple. I know I should have felt bad, but I was just sitting there in a fit of laughter, watching hims struggle to get up the moving floor beneath him.

"Tony, help me!" Danny whined. I kept laughing and got out of my apple, falling to my feet with the slippery and rotating ground beneath us. By now everyone was staring at us but oddly enough, Danny didn't look mad or embarrassed. Heck, I wasn't even embarrassed. It was too funny to be mad!

Danny and I were cracking up as the ride came to a stop and the security came over to us, asking if we were fine, seeing if we were bruised up. But really we were having fun. We left the ride and started walking towards another, but my mom called me.

"Ugh, it's my mom. Should I answer?" I asked.

"Hmm...yea." Danny shrugged.

"Hello?" I sighed.

"Tony, get back to the house! I'm gonna fucking call the cops to go looking for you if you don't get back here! Where the hell are you?!" Sh screamed into the phone.

"Ugh, she's asking where I am. She wants me to go back." I groaned and rolled my eyes. Danny sighed and took the phone from my hands.

"You don't want to get too in trouble." He whispered, holding the phone up to his ear. "He's with me, I'll bring him back to you now."

They argued over the phone a bit more until they finally hung up and we headed to his car. The drive home was nice. He was easy to talk to and I was feeling a hell of a lot better now. I've never really had fun with someone of his age. My mom's never been the type to take me out and my dad was never really around, or he just didn't care much...so this was nice.

Upon getting home, we were greeted with an angry face and screaming in our ears. The screams were mostly directed towards Danny. I went upstairs and let myself relax after an eventful day. I'm too tired for anything right now.

Notes

Sorry I take so horribly long with updates on this story. My birthday was on the 26th so I got my nose pierced though!!! :D Just wanted to share that with you lol, and yea, I'm happy with it lol, byeee, love youuu

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