two months later and daisy had finally plucked up the courage to tell luke how she felt.
dressed in a flowy summer dress, hair styled perfectly, she walked up to his front door, hand out stretched to ring the bell.
of course his mother answered with a smile, welcoming the girl in and telling her luke was upstairs in his room.
daisy cautiously made her way upstairs, going over the lines in her head as she knocked gently on luke's door.
no answer. he's probably listening to music. daisy gently opened the door, mouth open in shock at the sight she saw in front of her.
the boy she thought she loved, with his tongue down the throat of a random girl.
daisy didn't hesitate to run down the stairs and out of the house, her feet carrying her to the only place she knew she'd be appreciated.
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Daisy // c.t.h - book II
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