Chapter 13: Queen

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*DAISY'S POV*

It's 2 in the morning and i'm awoken by a call from Elijah.

"Hello?" I mumble rubbing my blurry eyes.

"Helllooooo shunnnshinee."

"Are you okay?"

"I missss youuu."

"Are you drunk?"

I can hear people in the background.

"Just a liiiiittlee bit tipsy babe, don't worryyy."

"Where are you?"

"Terrrriesss barr."

"I'll see you soon, goodbye."

"NO DONT HANG UP." He screams into the phone blowing my ear up.

"I'll be there in five minutes, you'll be okay."

"Fine." He hangs up with a huff.

I sneak out my window and get into my car quickly driving to the bar. I walk in and see drunken people everywhere.

I instantly spot Elijah in the crowd, his tall figure beaming over them all.

"Excuse me, excuse me." I push through the crowd.

"EVERYONE LET ME GIRLFRIEND THROUGH." Elijah yells and people part a way for me.

Sometimes it's good to have a scary friend. I ignore the girlfriend comment, he doesn't know what he's saying.

"Hi Elijah." I smile at him. His hair is scruffy, under-eyes dark but a smile on his face.

"Hiiiii mamamamama." He puts his hands in my waist. 

He suddenly drops to his knees.

"Wowah, you okay?" I rub his shoulder.

He suddenly then starts bowing down to me.

"Elijah, what are you doing?" I furrow my brows with a giggle.

"I am bowing to my queen, my heart, my mother. Wait, not my mum, your not my mum. It would be weird if you were my mum. I don't like my mum anyway. But i realllly like you."

I let out a laugh as my cheeks turn pink. I take a moment to admire Elijah on his knees infront of me.

"My queen, my heart, not my mum, my soon to be wife and mother of my children. Daisyyy you fixed me. I'm not a complete asshole anymore thanks to you, babe."

"I'm taking you home." I grab his hands pulling him up.

He puts his arms around my waist and then picks me, my legs dangling.

"Elijah." I dead pan him.

"I'm carrying you to the car. My queen deserves the best."

I roll my eyes with a giggle. He carries me all the way to the car and then puts me in the passenger seat.

"Oh nonono, you can't drive." I hop out the car running around to his side next to the window.

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