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Chapter 4

Delilah's POV

I feel happy. Why do I feel happy? I never feel happy. Especially not around other people. For some reason when I'm talking to Michael I feel this weight lifted off of my shoulders. I can't believe I'm letting him get to my emotions like this. It's pathetic. But for some reason I let him do it anyways.

"Delilah? Are you okay." I hear. Bringing me back to reality yet again. I look up and see Michael. He has really nice eyes. I stop walking to take in the beauty of them.

Why am I letting my feelings take over? Nothing ever ends up good for me. It's not like he could actually care about me.

"Uhh.. yeah I'm fine. Just thinking..again. I'm sorry I'm so off today." I explained. I can't let me self zone out like that anymore. I don't want him to worry about me. He probably wouldn't but still.

"Thinking about what?" Michael asks. I want to tell him. I want to talk but I can't. Until I notice that we are almost at Taco Bell.

"Almost there!" I said blowing off Michael's question. I don't mean to do that but I can't tell him what I'm thinking about. I'm thinking about him.

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"Oh my gosh Michael I can't believe I just ate that much." I said laughing. Yes, laughing. I can't believe it either.

"Me either! You're tiny, how do you even fit that much food in your body!" Michael said laughing. I took a moment to admire his laugh. It was so real. It was genuine. It was beautiful.

"It's a gift." I said curtsying. It was already 8:00. I need to get home before my mom gets mad at me. "We should probably go now. I don't want my mom to worry." I said frowning realizing I would have to go home. I really enjoy spending my time with Michael.

"Nooo Delilah I don't want this to end." Michael said frowning.

"And I don't want this to end either. But I'm sad to say I don't think I have a choice." I said frowning.

"Fine, but you at least have to give me your number so we can't talk later." He said smirking.

"I see what your trying to do. I kind of like it so give me your phone." I said gaining confidence. I don't know why or how but it happened.

He handed me his phone and I typed in my number. I started getting anxious when I looked at the time while I was typing in my name. After only writing the first three letters of my name I handed the phone back to Michael.

"We really have to go. You can finish typing my name later." I said giving him a sympathetic smile.

"Okay we can go. But I don't think I'm gonna change the name. Del. D-E-L. It has a nice ring to it." Michael said while standing up.

"Nobody has ever given me a nickname before but I kind of like it." I said smiling as we walked out of the building. 

"Where do you live?" I said. "Not to sound creepy it's just we were both walking from the same direction."

"I live right on the end of this street here." He said pointing to my street.

"Me too!" I said a little bit too happy.

"Really? That's sweet. We can hangout."
Michael said smiling at me.

"Yeah for sure." I said looking up at his face.

"Well this is my house right here. So I'll text you later okay?" Michael said stopping in front of his house.

"Okay. I'll see you later." I said smiling. "Goodnight Michael."

"Goodnight Del." He said as he walked up the steps to his porch.

I waved and began walking home. If this is what happiness feels like, I want to feel it more. I see my house and I cross the street. I walked up to my door and walked in. There was still no sign of my mom so I walked upstairs and opened her door. She was sleeping.

"Goodnight mom. I love you." I whispered.

I walked to my room and plopped on my bed. My phone went off and I looked down at it.

Unknown Number: Del, it's michael. I can't sleep. talk to me.

Me: okay.