My heart is pounding, I can feel the atmosphere, and the night is growing colder. I'm terrible at expressing my feelings, so I don't know how to do it to her. I'm eager to know how she will respond. How she'll react. What if I'm hated by her? Or do she not want me to appear before her once more?
It's pretty deserted today. Stella is occupied answering calls at the counter and ready to shut down the store. I approached her and greeted her with "Hey!" She put down the phone, counting on me, and waved as she noticed Daisy standing next to her with an unexpected smile.
"Hello! Steve You arrived sort of late today. She lifted her eyebrows and smiled. "Is she someone you know? Or Your girl?" She went on without giving me a chance to speak. "Whoa! sadly. It brings me great relief to see you with someone."
"Oh no". Daisy gave me a stern look as I answered Stella."She's new here and a friend. You made a mistake" Stella looked at us both and stood silently for a while before crossing her hand. "No worries" Her expression is a little disappointed. "Um, sorry, girl, I sometimes say stuff."
"No, that's perfectly okay," she answers.
She looks so lovely and appealing, I wish I could click a picture of her."Drinks or eats?" I asked."Mochaccino will be better" she answered gaving a slight smile.
Her eyes were fixed on the window. It looks like she's pleased and enjoying the view from inside. Taking a sip of Mochaccino, Daisy questioned, "You like them or just randomly selected?"
"What?" I asked her in confusion.
"Tacos" She answered.
"Well... Actually my favourites"
"Really?" She giggled.
"Why? Am I being annoying"
"Not at all" she grinned. "I was wondering about my brother, he likes them too"
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Hearing her talk about her brother and family makes me feel at ease. Her spelling is flawless and honest in every word. Her voice conversing with me is just so lovely to hear. We discussed most of our circumstances and I answered a lot of her questions. This conversation should have happened sooner, but it's okay if it's happening now, and I'm glad it is.
"Steve," she exclaimed, calling me.
"Yes"
"It's pouring outside. Sure," she exclaimed, getting up from the chair and making her way to the window. I stood next to her after trailing behind. "Have you ever got soaked by yourself" she asked me.
"Never" I say.
She smiled broadly and took hold of my hand. "Now, let's head out," she drew me in. I began to run beside her, living inside our staff. Everything is so peaceful that I can feel the weight of the raindrops all over my body, the crispness of the chilly breeze, and the scent of the rain on the soil. It was long time before I felt more alive and carefree.
"Daisy, thank you." She turned to face me in amusement as I let out a loud shout. "For what?" She enquired. Reaching over, I put my arms around her shoulders. I was unable to open my eyes, but I said, "For making me feel alive, pleased, and much more, which I can't explain" These emotions weaken me. Now, all I can feel is her. She brushed my shoulder and said, "That's alright, Steve," as if she knew me better than I did.
"Daisy" I say,
"Yeah..."
"Ahhh, I'm sorry if it makes you uncomfortable or something but... I just can't act like I don't have feelings for you cause I do. I felt loved since the day I saw you, And yes it's okay,if you don't feel the way I do."
Her eyes were locked on mine, I wouldn't explain more cause she's been hearing without any response or gesture.
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Romance> ....................... " I turned around and looked at him, His 'EYES' were hazel with green flecks, in where someone can fall in dreams of love and grief." ~~DAISY "I just can't act like I don't have feeling...
