When Daisy kissed me, I felt something electric, and the realization was both exhilarating and frightening-at exactly the same time. I didn't wonder that it would be easy to confess her. Her voice is still floating in my head with every little word she said to me. She made me fall in love with her even deeper.
My phone popped a message in the early hours of the morning, "Golf after classes," from David. As we haven't played in a week, I waited for David in his cabin during our two-day holiday due to the senior strike.
"Hey! Good Morning, How's your yesterday evening went?" He asked. I wonder, for a couple of minutes,what to say to him.
"Did you share your feelings with her?" he asked again. I cleared my throat. "Uh-hm. Yes, I did, and she feels the same for me," I said. He smiled back, handing me the golf club.
"That was expected" "Really?....Why do you think"
"Come on. Steve, that was simple to figure out. Is it not evident that she observed you at all times?
"Ah-huh... Maybe"
"Yep.."
We spent forty-five minutes concentrating on the game. While David continued to play, I took a break on the bench. My nose was running and I was exhausted. I Wipped my nose with the handkerchief, David turned to face me.
"You got caught in the rain yesterday?" Keeping the golf club down, he questioned with raised eyebrows.
I admitted to having a cold. "However, you dislike being soggy in the rain. Am I right? Indeed! All OK, I understand now"
"Yes, she was at my side, so..." I cleared my
Voice.
David went into the house to get dressed. I paused on the keyboard to allow my message box to scroll.Three minutes ago, a message was received from an unidentified number. [Come over to Stela's, I need your help] I called the number to make sure.
"Are you coming? Steve."
"Daisy is it you?"
"Yep, Come on. Don't be late,we need some help here, Actually am little tired"
"But what are doing in there?"
.....................
The call ended. I wonder why we haven't shared our number yet, how she got it, and why she's at Stella's. I tried calling her again, but it had switched off. David looked fresh; his hair was not dried yet. "Come, I'll drop you home," he said, stepping towards the driveway. I followed him to the car; it would be better to take him with me. "Head to Stella's," I said. He looked at me with squinting eyes.
Are you hungry?" He asked.
"No!!!" I signed.
"Then why all of sudden to Stella's place?"
"Daisy called, she need help"
"Why the hell she's at Stella's, at this hour?"
"I don't know...."
He scoffed and turned in another direction. I too can't relate to the way Daisy needs help. David turned on the music in a loud noise. Breaking the silence, I lowered the volume and cleared my throat. "I can manage, if-"
"Nope." He cut me off without letting me speak.
However, I am ecstatic to see Daisy once more. Everything is removed, as if they are modifying and refreshing the store, and the place appears to be really active. Daisy wasn't anywhere to be spotted.
"Hii!" Grace waved at us.
"Hey!" David replied.
"It wasn't my idea, guys; She drives me nuts" she noted, giving a screwed-up look.
I walked into the counter, leaving David with Grace. The whole thing was messed up inside, the paints and brushes lying on the floor, and there was daisy painting on the walls half done, her hairs unbothered, and a red antique scarf tied up around the top of her head.
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