I love the show "Baby Daddy" I almost didn't get to watch last night because there was a storm and "Melissa and Joey" kept cutting out so I figured "Baby Daddy" would too but it didn't. The signal was perfect, strangely. Anyways, I absolutely adore Danny. I hope they make Danny and Riley canon. I wrote this sorta in my head last night after the show.

Loser in Love

Riley has a new haircut. It looks amazing on her it really brings out her eyes. She is so pretty.

"Staring at Riley?" whispers Tucker.

Ben is talking to some girl and Riley is watching him.

"No. Why would I stare at Riley?" I ask.

Tucker smiled. He knows about Riley. Oh God help me. I hope it's not that obvious. I hope he's the only one who knows.

"Because you like her," Tucker says.

This is a nightmare. No one is supposed to know.

"I don't want to talk about it."

That's not true. I do want to talk. I want to Riley. Ben is a lucky guy. I wish she would look at me with those doe eyes. Wow, I can't believe I am actually jealous of my little brother. But I am, I'm so jealous it hurts.

"Wow you got it bad," Tucker says.

"Got what bad?" asks Riley.

The butterflies in my stomach wake up. She is so pretty. I can't help myself sniffing her hair. She smells like some sort of tropical fruit that has just become my favorite thing ever. Over the top of Riley's head I see Tucker shake his head at me.

"Danny has dandruff," Tucker says thinking quickly on his feet. He's very good at improvising.

"You can see that from down there?" Riley asks making a short joke at Tucker. I smile involuntarily.

"He told me," Tucker lies.

"I have some shampoo I could loan you," says Riley, patting my arm. The butterflies go wild in my stomach and my knees feel like they're going to give out.

"Danny, can I talk to you for a minute in private?" She asks tugging on my shirt. I will go anywhere with you, I think. Tucker winks at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Who is the girl Ben is flirting with?"

I cringe. Of course she wants to talk about my brother.

"I don't know. You should get over him. There are plenty of men available who would be luckiest guy in the world to have you on his arm. Perhaps you should go find him," I say hoping she'll get the hint. She never does.

"You're right. I am going to find a guy to take my mind off Ben." She kisses me on the cheek. My face burns where her lips touch. I watch her walk away wishing I were that guy.

"I'm sorry, Danny," says Tucker.

"I just want to be alone," I say.

I go into my bedroom, slam the door, and scream into a pillow. Why do I always lose? I punch my frustration out on my pillow and scream into it again. I feel like crying.

"Danny, baby, are you okay?" Mom asks. I sit up to talk to her like I did when I was a teenager. It was easier then. She'd hold me against her and stroke my head and tell me everything was going to be okay. I'm way too big for her to hold now.

"I'm fine, Mom," I say.

Mom gives my hand an affectionate squeeze.

"Is this about Riley?" asks Mom.

"How do you know about that?"

"Danny, I'm your mother give me a little credit."

Mom was always very good at reading me like a book.

"How long have you known?"

"I've known for a while. Why don't you ask her out?"

Mom pets my hair. I squeeze her hand hoping she'd realize how much I need her right now. I just need her to understand.

"She likes someone else. He's a great guy. I wouldn't have a chance."

I love my brother. He's a great guy. He's a wonderful father. I just wish for once I could have something he doesn't.

Mom looks me in the eyes. I can see she is trying to understand. I can't tell her that my competition is her younger son. I hope she can put the pieces together on her own.

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry," Mom says. She understands.

"I'm fine, Mom."

"Danny, are you okay? You kinda freaked out," asks Riley.

Mom squeezes my hand again, gives me a motherly kiss, shoots Riley a nasty look and leaves. She closes the door behind her.

"I needed to get away," I say.

"Oh. Anyways, I decided to take your advice. I am going to find a new guy."

I volunteer as tribute. Please pick me. I will be faithful and loving and treat you like my queen.

"W-wh-who?" I ask, trying to choke down the lump that has formed in my throat.

"I think you should choose it was your idea."

Is she giving me an opportunity to ask her out? I clear my throat. She pulls out a piece of paper with six guys names on it. My heart lodges in my throat. She has a list and my name is not on it. I really don't have a chance.

"What's wrong?" asks Riley.

"Would you ever consider dating someone older, and much bigger?" I ask.

"What do you mean?"

"I think it's pretty clear."

"You mean someone like you?"

"Yes or just me," I say taking a shot.

Riley sits down on the side of my bed. She stares at the floor. I watch her.

"You want to date me?" Riley asks.

"Yeah," I breathe. I seem to have lost my voice.

"Ok. Yeah that could work. It would get Ben's attention if I dated his brother. Besides it would save me the trouble of finding a guy I trust. Sure, let's date."

I want to slap myself. I want to crawl under a rock and die there. I want to rot in a field where a buzzard could pick at my flesh.

Where did I go wrong? Where was the miscommunication? I was clear that I wanted to date her. I never said anything about a fake relationship to make my brother jealous. Why does everything have to be about Ben?

"You are such a good friend," says Riley, kissing me on the cheek, then leaves.

Those words are poison. I hate the word "friend." She and I have that in common. She is in the friend's zone with Ben and I am in it with her. It seems like neither of us is going to get what we want.

I suppose I am missing the silver lining. I have a date with Riley. If I can't have her for real I am going to be the best damned fake boyfriend ever. Maybe she'll get used to the idea of having me as a boyfriend.

One thing is for sure. I will not lose again.

Soooo. . . I am sorry if this sucked. I really wanted to write this because of how much I love Danny. I never usually use this much dialogue in anything. Please let me know what you thought by reviewing. Thank you for reading.