Three Perfect Days (A Riley McDonough Fan Fic)

Day 4: Just Three Days?

Ding Dong! My eyes immediately opened. I woke up with a migraine. I rubbed my head as it throbbed. What had happened last night? I can't quite remember. I slowly sat up as the doorbell rang again. I looked at the clock; it was 11:00am. As I stood up, the doorbell rang for the 3rd time. Where is everybody? I thought. I went down the stairs, not minding that I was still in my jammies. I opened the front door, expecting Nora at the other side with arms crossed on her chest since I left the party without a goodbye.

                A guy wearing a long white sweater with sleeves pushed up to his elbow and black pants with matching black shoes. His hair was messy as usual so that girls will think he's sexy without even trying. His familiar scent has that even-if-my-hair-is-messy-I-still-smell-good-like-I-showered all over it. He grinned at me like I had just forgotten all the things he did to me. Oh no!

                "What are you doing here?" My jaw clenched out of habit.

                "That's a rude way to say hello." He smirked. "You invited me, don't you remember?"

                I silently bowed my head. “I ah—”

                “Oh, I guessed you didn’t mean it. I should go.”

                He started to walk away when my conscience started to kick in. “Wait! Daniel!”

                He turned around gently as if trying to treasure the moment where I was finally crawling back to him. Ugh! What a jerk! I thought. “What, er, what happened last night?”

           

                I let Daniel inside because it would be really awkward to talk in the front door. He sat down at the couch in the living room while I made some lemonade. I sat across him, just making distance, and I handed him the glass.

                “You were so drunk last night.” He chuckled. “Fortunately, you called the right person to help you.”

                “I called you?” I said, shame and regret consuming me.

                “Yeah, you did. You said you didn’t have keys and you couldn’t get in your house. Funny cause, I—”

                “You always had that spare key. I can’t believe I never took it from you when we broke up.”

                “Even when you’re drunk, you’re still smart. I’ve always liked that about you.”

                I stared at him. “Daniel—”

                “Anyway, you also told me you wanted to have lunch and that you and Riley the rock star broke up.”

                I bowed my head trying to remember last night. I can’t believe it was over before it ever happened. I miss him so much even though it was just three days. How can this be? I miss the love that was almost there. We were almost there. Almost.

                I refused to give up but somehow letting go is the only way to save him. I was selfish of me just to put his hopes up for three days. I shouldn’t have done it. I couldn’t help it. He made me so happy that I could never deny his love and affection. I honestly never felt that way about anyone at all. Not even Daniel. I wanted him bad. But I was fool to think that we could work it. I was out of my mind to think that there was loophole to this curse. And there will never be and I am going to be forever doomed.