Daisy a day || Miniminter FF

This is more me

| Total Eclipse Of The Heart - Sleeping At Last Cover |

As I walked into the chip shop, I folded my arms tightly across my chest. My skin was tingling beneath my touch, my shoulders slumping. It was terrifying how much power he had over my body. Why was I responding like this?

The words sprawled above my head detailing the menu jumbled into a mess as I struggled to read them. The owner had just printed of his menus, in comic sans of all things before sticking them to a wall.

The paper was curling, stained brown by years of oily air and sun exposure.

But I didn't need to look at it, the muscle memory, the homeliness of the place meant I knew my way around the food.

This was my kind of meal. Not fancy and expensive. Familiar. Homely.

I ordered my usual, a blue cod, pineapple ring and some chips. I then sat in the corner of the shop, on a tall stool and bench. I dangled my feet above the ground, watching the London traffic filter past. I waited for a few minutes, till my order came out, the smiling owner dropping a greasy packet before me.

"Thanks." I mumbled, my mind distracted.

"Someone's popular tonight." He noted cheerfully, nodding at my phone.

I glanced at his indication, ignoring the multiple missed calls and texts from the guys. Simon's name kept on popping up, half the notifications from him. Did he not get that I was pissed with him?

"Not for the right reasons then?" The owner sighed. I nodded glumly.

"We all have these days kid. Don't let things get you down." He patted me on the shoulder before returning to his counter.

I huffed, and put my phone back down. If Simon thought I was nobody, that anyone different to him was nobody, I didn't want to know him. I was chewing thoughtfully on the pineapple ring when the door opened, bells tinkling. I kept my eyes down, focusing on the salt scattered over my newspaper wrapping.

" The same as her." A familiar voice said at the counter. I turned in my seat to look at the new comer.

It was Cal.

He gave me a small wave and a sad smile from the counter while he paid.

" I've been looking for you." He said, jumping into the chair beside me. I could tell Cal was trying to appear cool, calm, and collected. I knew him to well, and I felt guilty at the worry he was trying to hide from me. 

" Everyone's' been looking for you." He added, looking at me side on. I didn't answer him, still annoyed at Simon's antics.

" I'm glad I've found you." He said, gently nudging me with his elbow.

" How on earth did you manage that?" I asked, moderately impressed.

If YouTube didn't work out for Cal, I could see him going into the CIA or being the next Bond.

" A trusty little app called find my friends." Cal replied, waving his phone at me. Of course! Perhaps anybody could be the CIA then.

" Here you go, son." The owner said, dropping a steaming parcel before Cal.

" Thanks, mate." Cal said, smiling at the man.

"Any chance you can explain what's going on?" Cal asked gently, unwrapping his parcel.

" Pass the sauce?" He asked in my silence, pointing at the bottle. I pushed the bright red tomato down towards him, a glum expression painted on my face.

" You're not angry at me are you?" Cal asked, squirting sauce all over his chips.

I cringed at the sight, but forgave him anyway. Everyone had their bad habits.

"I don't think I could ever be angry at you Cal." I finally said, giving him a small smile.

" I know you're angry and upset." He admitted; brushing some stray sauce he had managed to spill on his hands off.

" That's why I came to find you." He added, putting the bottle down. I didn't reply to him again, deciding it would be best not to blow the whole situation out of proportion.

" Simon and I have had a falling out." I said simply, not looking at Cal. Instead, I ripped small shreds of the chip wrapper, trying to ignore the physical pain this whole situation was causing me. I loved Simon, but here he was showing me a side of him I most certainly did not love. A side of him that scared me.

"Lucy, are you okay?" Cal asked, gently touching my shoulder. I shook my head in response, clutching my forehead in anguish. Why was Simon being like this? The food in my stomach felt wrong, and I suddenly wasn't very hungry anymore.

"Can I please stay at yours on the couch tonight?" I pleaded, chewing on my lip to stop myself from crying. This had been a very long night, and I just needed to sleep it off and hope things were better in the morning.

" You can stay as long as you like." Cal said.

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Curled up on Cal's surprisingly comfortable couch, I distantly heard the sound of the doorbell ringing. My eyes were sandy from shamelessly crying, a headache pounding against my skull.

I hadn't cried over a boy in years.

But crying was healthy, wasn't it?

"Look man, I'm not sure she wants to talk to you." I heard Harry's muffled voice say.

Who was he talking too?

I should've guessed.

"Harry, I need to see her." Simon's voice angrily retorted. 

I had to give it to him, Simon was one persistent guy. Stubbornness came to him in hordes, and I knew Harry wouldn't be able to get him to leave without Simon getting what he wanted first. How did he not know I didn't want to see him? Not till he apologized for being such a twat, at least.

My vision was oddly fuzzy, as I seemed to jump through time.

A distorted Simon was suddenly before me, kneeling on the floor beside the couch. I had no idea where Harry had gone. Simon was saying something to me, but I couldn't make out the words that slipped over his lips. It was like I was listening to him underwater, his voice surrounding me but never distinguishable.

I could see real fear, stark loneliness in his eyes as he realized I couldn't understand him. Frantic, his hands grabbed my shoulder, eyes tearful.

What are you trying to say?

We seemed to jump forwards in time again; Simon now dressed back in his suit from earlier this evening. His voice managed to break through the water, ringing clear in my ears.

"By now you surely know how I feel about you." Simon said, carefully watching my reaction. In truth, I wasn't sure anymore. Simon was sending me mixed signals and thus was just confusing my own emotions.

I didn't reply, looking anywhere but directly at him. I still hasn't forgiven him for his performance at the restaurant, and I wasn't going to till he apologized. Simon was stubborn, I'd give him that but was a sorry really that hard to say?

"Luce, I just have to know before my feelings for you grow even more... Have I got a chance?" Simon asked, his image wavering.

I slowly raised my eyes to meet his. I instantly regretted it as his blue eyes softened as he looked at me expectantly. They seemed to fill the white room, wherever I looked I could only see those stunning eyes. My heart was breaking as he watched me, waiting.

"You did."

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I know it's short, but with the next bit it got a tad long soz.

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