TRULY YOURS

It's You~daisy

I am with Steve all these hours, besides. He is taking a nap putting my headphones with him. I don't even want to wake him up. He looks so deep into a dream, that he is blushing while his eyes are closed. I want to brush down his hair and make him adored.

I just sat staring at him for whole hours. He didn't even change the song, it's on a loop. I peeked at his phone, "It's You" by Ali Gatie. The song's lyrics are so noteworthy. But why he is so into it?

" Daisy. What's the time? Did I sleep? He wakes and puts down the headphones on the desk.

"Ahh!! God. So sorry Daisy!"

"Steve, it's fine I have just completed my notes." I grinned.

"Are you sure Daisy?"

" Yes".
The way he repeatedly says my name makes me feel even more light-hearted and I can not take off my eyes over his gazes.
I packed my bag to leave but he was still sitting.

"Steve? Are you there?" I asked. He seems like he was up to some terrible dream while taking a nap. He looks confused and still not in the mood to leave the library.

"Daisy give me a moment," he said in a low voice. I waited for him for some minutes. He handed over the headphones back to me.
What is his problem? Is the song or my headphones or is he waiting for me for a long?

"Sorry. You have to wait long for me" I said to him.

"No-No, It's the way you assume. I actually" he stops.

He Couldn't finish his sentence, couldn't even glance at my eyes. I want to know what's bothering him, why he is acting like this all of a sudden.

"A-Actually..." he quit again without finishing off. I guess that's none of my firm but I wish to know in either way. I tried to make him feel comfortable, so I sat next to him to comfort him. I touched his hand.

"Steve. I can. understand and it's alright."
he didn't converse with me but rather waited for me to come to an end.

.......................

I stood by a stillness. I wanted a response but he grinned. I didn't get him right now. "What is it? Why are you smiling?" I asked with a slight anger on my face.

What I said to comfort him was trash. I stepped out leaving the library without giving him an excuse. It's better to leave him alone cause I couldn't have control over my outrage.

"Daisy! Wait for me". He shouted from the back.

Running to me, he held my hand. I felt the warmth of passion and longing for one's love. But I tried to omit the feeling when his hands touched me.

"What? I simply wanted to make you feel pleased. That's all"

" Daisy.Yes!"

"Yes? What steve? You grinned. Like seriously, was that a joke for you?"

"Okay. Relaxed. Fine sorry!!"

He kept following me down the floor. I couldn't assume what to say next. I walked even more quickly not wanting a chat with him. He is still on my back and I don't want to meet face to face. His hazel with green flecks eyes invariably convey to me the feeling of being entangled and falling for him.