Marine Rescue (Closed)

"True, but your house doesn't have Sara who could pop up at any second." Tara answered.

"My house it is," He smiled and got into the car.

Tara got in the passenger seat, trying to hide her laugh.

Darren drove across town and they were at his house in no time. He got out and walked through the door and stairs, turning around momentarily to make sure Tara was following.

Tara followed closely behind Darren, hugging herself tightly.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he fumble for his keys in his pocket.

Tara nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm….fine." She answered.

(I have a random story. It's really cute)

(I have a random story. It's really cute)

(I wanna hear it then)

Darren unlocked the door but didn't open it, he just looked at Tara with a concerned expression. "You can talk to me Tara. You know that right?"

Tara nodded. "I know." She whispered.

(I have a random story. It's really cute)

(I wanna hear it then)

(So my brother has a friend and she has my phone number because I like little kids (They're fun!). And she was texting me and showing me pics of her new doll and I said "That's super cool!" and she said "Yeah you know what's cooler?…. you"

I died of cuteness)

Tara nodded. "I know." She whispered.

Darren opened the door, "After you,"

(I have a random story. It's really cute)

(I wanna hear it then)

(So my brother has a friend and she has my phone number because I like little kids (They're fun!). And she was texting me and showing me pics of her new doll and I said "That's super cool!" and she said "Yeah you know what's cooler?…. you"

I died of cuteness)

(……..[ATTENTION: NATASHA HAS DIED OF CUTENESS OVERLOAD]…….)

Tara nodded. "I know." She whispered.

Darren opened the door, "After you,"

Tara walked into the house, giving Darren a reassuring smile. "I'm okay Darren, really."

(Lol)

Darren nodded, he didn't want to push her but he wanted her to really be okay, he wanted her to know that he was here to listen if she ever needed to talk. His attention turned as he rushed to the small, circular dining table that was filled with papers and a coffee-stained coaster, "Sorry about this," He said as he gathered the papers as fast as he could.

Tara laughed. "Your table is still neater than mine Darren." She reassured as she walked over.

"I was trying to complete stuff for school and I never picked it up because I fell asleep last night at the table and…" He rambled nervously. He hated his own messes but there was nothing worse than other people seeing.

Tara sighed and walked over, putting a hand on Darren's arm. "Darren. Listen to me. It's chill, okay? Your house is neater than mine at the moment, and I don't care whether it's perfectly clean or not, okay?"

Darren looked at her, a weak smile forming on his face as he dropped the papers onto the table, they were in a neat stack now. He continued to stare, suddenly finding it difficult to pull his eyes away.

Darren looked at her, a weak smile forming on his face as he dropped the papers onto the table, they were in a neat stack now. He continued to stare, suddenly finding it difficult to pull his eyes away.

(HHHIIIIIIIIIIIIII SORRY I HAD SUPPER AND NOW AM DOING MATH I'LL BE ON AND OFF KAY?)

Tara raised her eyebrow. "What? Do I have something on my face?" She asked.

(It's all good. Lol)

His smile was a bit dopy, "No, there's nothing on your face," He turned toward her slightly.

"Tthhheeennn why are you staring at me?" Tara asked with a slight smile.

Darren stammered his speech but tried to maintain his confidence, "Y-You're very pretty."

Tara blushed. "Uhh….."

His gaze flickered down to her lips and before he could catch himself he was leaning in. Her blush was endearing.

(Abby muffled words)

(River did stuff.)