Puck, I love you

Chapter six

Avenna's pov

I wake up early in the morning to a familiar scent in a bedroom at first I panicked before I saw Wyatt placing my favourite Starbucks breakfast order such as a pumpkin spice latte, a peach & raspberry overnight oats (plant-based) with a post-it notes on the tray say eat up on his nightstand table. Sometimes It is always the small important things that matter to me which he would remember even though he was often worried about my health and safety not to mention he was pretty much protective of me too.

"Red, you don't have to worry about anything else because you are safe with me," he reassured, whispering sweet nothing in my ears to calm me down.

The majority of the time we were alone in his room talking about anything or we had taken it off after practice to cool down was seriously affecting me but I wasn't going to let it show how much it does because he hugged me pulling right into his arms around my waist to comfort me. Afterwards, I started to eat the breakfast that he had brought me kindly even though I did offer to pay him back for the food and he did not accept it saying that I could have any of it for a complimentary from him.

A feeling of being watched by him as I was eating to avoid any other risk of relapsing since a couple of years ago when I was seventeen I started binge eating and then I forced myself to throw it up with two fingers down my throat. All I wanted was to be a figure of perfection and be the best dancer that there was in the world.

"You don't have to watch me eat because it is giving a creepy vibe on your behalf and I promise you that I'm better now."I slightly joked and then put a real smile on my face for him.

I made it through September and I gradually mending from the past misery just wanted to be myself again although, I was currently aware of the different version of myself in my mind that I didn't let people see the real me because I didn't know who I was anymore and then see a whole lot of post-it notes covering his bedroom wall which looked like some sort of pact that he must have made with some other girl who wasn't me.

Only displaying a version of myself who I think everyone else wanted to see in my head.

"You should know by now that you shouldn't put on a fake version of yourself for me and you can't hide how you really feel either way I will always be there for you, Bells." he said with a sincere smile and then kissed my forehead.

Occasionally, he would give me a nickname such as Little Campbells, Ava or Bells which was short for my first name or surname too.

Learning the art of loving myself was so fun at the same time I wish I could be normal without having so many problems especially when I try to be more than happy or myself it hurts because I feel like nobody else cares about it.

I mumbled quietly. "Likewise, Garica."

Can we just skip the small formalities and go straight forward to the deeper understanding including conversation where people actually wanted to listen?

And Then I realized that oh my god! I must have been an idiot to know that I have thought it through and now I might be in love with him as I understand that I have my spare toothbrush at his house but he doesn't want me the way I wanted him because he only needed me when it was convenient for him.

His bedroom door creaked open as his friend Grayson covered his eyes then uncovered his eyes when he noticed that we weren't doing anything important at all.

"Just a heads up that the coach wants us to do some team bonding by going out to this low-key place called the Narrow Lounge," Grayson, his friend, told him.

He looked at me silently asking for my permission for him to go with his friends and I nodded my head not thinking about it too much because it wasn't my choice to keep him. Here with me watching trashy Tellonovas on Television or teaching him at my dance classes from a range of different types of ages. I was going to get another dance instructor to help me teach people who were looking to learn how to dance all different varieties of it.