A/N This chapter was just written. I wrote three possible ways for this chapter to play out, and the one below was the one that I decided on. It is not the most romantic one that wrote, but this one will make the story longer, and I think that is always a plus.
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Chapter 6: Is a New Skateboard for the Pompous Douchebag

I wanted to run after Greg, to tackle him down to the ground, and kiss him. I couldn't do that though because I had to work. I couldn't skip work, and I didn't have enough time to run after Greg before it was time to be there. All I could do was work for eight hours, while thinking about all of the different scenarios that could happen when I chase Greg down. Before I knew it, it was time for Santa's Workshop to close for the day.

I changed out of my elf costume, and was about to leave when my Mom stopped me. "Daniel, can I talk to you," my mother asked.

"Mom, can't I just talk to you when you get home," I really didn't want to talk right now. I just wanted to go home and take a nap.

"Your father and I are going Christmas shopping. This will only take a moment."

I gave in, "Fine," and leaned against the photo developing section counter.

"You know your father and I don't mind that you are gay, right?"

"Mom, we already had this conversation," it was hard to take her seriously when she was still dressed as Mrs. Claus.

"I know we did. I just wanted you to know that if you like that guy, Greg, then go for it. If it wasn't for my Mom telling me to go after your father, then I don't even know if you would be here right now."

She had a point, "Mom, I'm adopted."

"And we love you, but if I never went after your father, then we would have never adopted you. What I'm trying to say is that if you like this guy, then go after him. Maybe it is a mistake for you to go after him, but you will never know unless you try. Maybe he is the one for you."

"What if I get my heart broken? I don't want that to happen."

"Hearts can heal."

"But I don't know if I will be able to go through that pain again," my Mom was making me get emotional.

"It's been two years. Do this, for me, Dan. What I want for Christmas from you, is to see you go after him. It is my Christmas wish, to see you be happy, and in love, again. It's been a while since I've seen you like that."

I kissed her cheek, "Okay, Mom. I'll go after him, but I don't even know where he works in the mall."

"He works at Mama Em's Pizza."

"Did you find out for me?"

"I knew you would eventually want to find him."

I hugged her, "I love you Mom, you're the best mom a gay kid could have."

"I love you too, and I know I am," I turned around to leave and she patted my shoulder, "Now go get him."

I ran out of Santa's Workshop, and ran down the main walkway of the mall. When I got to the intersection, I turned left then right. I eventually made my way to Mama Em's Pizza, but I saw that the gate was down, and the lights were off. Feeling defeated, I ran back the way to Santa's Workshop to tell my Mom that my search was useless, but before I could get there I ran into someone. We fell to the ground, and I heard the sound of something breaking. I immediately closed my eyes.

I didn't feel any pain in my body, so nothing in me broke, but that just made me hope that the person I ran into didn't break anything. I didn't hear any screaming, so I opened my eyes. I was greeted by the sight of Greg, lying on the ground, next to his broken skateboard. This day just got horrible. I was happy that I found Greg, but was now embarrassed that I broke his skateboard.

I tried to help him up, but he brushed my hand away. "First you broke my heart, and now if that wasn't good enough, you decided to break my skateboard. I left you alone Dan, why can't you leave me alone now?"

He got up and picked up the pieces of his skateboard. He went over to the nearest trash can and threw the pieces away. "I'm so sorry Greg. I didn't mean for this to happen. I'll buy you a new one. I promise."

He turned, and walked away, "Just leave me alone Dan. You made your feelings pretty clear."

"Greg, I'm sorry," I shouted in his direction.

He didn't answer me back. Did I lose all chances of ever being with him? Why am I so stupid?! If I can't have him, then I just want to make things right between us. So now all I want for Christmas is a new skateboard for the pompous douchebag.