Doll • h.s •

Doll

I smiled adoringly up at the girl in front of me. Daisy was devotedly trying to write a sort of poem for her literature class. She was so beautiful yet so unaware of it. How was such thing possible? Not be aware of one's beauty, not only physical wise but also personality wise. I stretched my hand out to play with her wild curls with a gentle smile on my face. Despise looking like they were rough and a tangled mess, they felt soft under my fingertips. She took a deep breath in before letting out a small laugh. Music. That's what her laugh was, music to my ears. 

We were currently in my house, Daisy sat with her legs crossed over one another while I laid on my back watching her on my bed. She had showed up very early, around five in the morning just asking me to let her in. 

"I won't make a sound. I just need to get away from those unholy four walls and the soul itself." She had said with frustration in her voice. She had brought over her school backpack and another bag, which I assumed had clothes inside. I, of coarse didn't hesitate to let her inside. She didn't even need to ask or say so, I would always let her in. Since then I couldn't really go back to sleep. I brushed my teeth and offered her breakfast, but she said she would eat before leaving. It was a weekday after all. 

Tuesday. 

I bit my lip and hesitantly tore my gaze away from the beauty in my room. I looked at the clock and let out a breath of relief when I saw it was only five fifty. She wouldn't be gone until seven thirty. 

"Is it for today?" I asked with a raspy voice while I put all my weight on my elbow, my face pressing against her cold arm. Daisy shook her head and let the pencil fall down onto the ruled notebook. Endless pages waiting to be written on. 

"Is for tomorrow. I just want to turn it in today." She sighed before pushing the notebook away and looking down at me. "I think I'll take the breakfast offer." She whispered with a small smile. I smiled excitedly up at her and pecked her lips. 

"I'll get on it." I said kicking the thin bed sheets off my body and walking to the kitchen. It was still dark outside, but you could see the slight red peeking in between the clouds in the sky. I smiled and got the coffee to get ready before I turned to the refrigerator and took out the ingredients. 

While preparing Daisy her breakfast I hummed here and there to old songs stuck in my head. I could honestly get used to it. Have Daisy by my side and treat her like the princess she is. Wake her up with kisses, make her laugh before I go and make her breakfast and then we go on about our day. I smiled foolishly at the thought. To think I was the adult here. I felt like the cheesy teenage girl in love with the football team's quarterback.

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"I gotta go get ready." Daisy smiled widely, the sun shinning through the kitchen window, kissing her pale skin. "I take an eternity in the shower. I'm sorry for your water bill." She whispered. 

"Nothing to be sorry for, princess." I smiled leaning over the counter and kissing her lips, which tasted like syrup and strawberries. "Go shower." I urged her in a stern tone, pointing at the direction of the bathroom with the plate. She giggled and hopped off the stool before disappearing into the house. 

I had washed the dirty dishes and pots before I went to my room and try and make the bed. I really did not like doing it, but it was a habit that stuck to me after living with my mother. I had begun straightening the bed sheets and puffing the pillows slightly when Daisy's voice echoed down from the bathroom next door. I dropped everything and went up to the bathroom, pressing my ear against the door as I gently knocked with my knuckles. 

"Daisy, you alright?" I asked concerned. 

"Daddy, come in? Please?" She asked which I obliged to. She had her head out and smiled once she saw me. "Shampoo?" I took a step in and smiled apologetically at her. 

"I'm sorry, doll. I bought these new ones and I forgot to put them in the shower. Are the ones in there empty?" I asked as I handed her the new ones. She went back inside with the new shampoo and conditioner before handing me the empty containers. "Sorry." 

"Oh and daddy?" I hummed and turned to her after throwing them away. "Come here." She whispered in the most adorable way. I smiled and took a step forward so I was close to her. She placed her cold, wet hand on my arm and tugged me down, pressing her lips to mine in a passionate way. She pulled me towards her, dragging me in the shower with her completely. 

"Daisy." I laughed as I held her hips, my eyes not daring to leave hers for a slight second. 

"Shh, daddy." She smiled before she slipped her hands down to my waist, where she slipped my boxers off, not looking away from my own eyes. "Come on." She took us underneath the water, my har soaking instantly and sticking to my skin. 

Her eyelashes looked thicker since they were wet, her hair was darker and it looked wavy instead, and her eyes sparkled with so much joy I couldn't help but smile at her lovingly. She was beautiful. So beautiful. I cupped her neck and leaned down, staring at her eyes intensely hoping she would see every emotion I felt for her, before I softly pressed my lips against hers. She cupped my face gently and before we knew it, the hot water was no match for our hot bodies as we made out under it. Her back pressed against the wall with her legs around my waist. 

I kissed her neck gently and traced my fingers over her skin. She played with my wet hair, tugging and grabbing handfuls every once in a while before she would sway her hips, her sex rubbing above my crotch. She smiled at me and kissed me in the most innocent way possible. My senses somehow felt stronger before the words fell off her lips like a careless sigh. I saw how green her eyes were, how red her hair was, how soft her skin was, how she still had the taste of strawberry lingering on her lips, how her heart was about to burst since I could feel it on my own chest, and how the sound of her delicate breathing reached my ear when she whispered in my ear. 

"I love you." 

And I froze because she loved me. She loved me dearly and I loved her dearly as well. My heart skipped beats at the sound of the words slipping past her lips. I smiled and kissed her passionately. 

"I love you." I echoed. She grinned and kissed me back before swaying her hips once more. "I love you." I repeated. 

"I love you too, daddy." She giggled before we both got wrapped up in each other's skin. 

And how I wish I would've never seen the end.