daniel's pov
Minutes continued passing with no sign of Aaliyah. I felt as if I was acting silly. Maybe she was just eating or something. I bet she was just at home reading a book, clueless as to how long she was reading. That seemed like something Aaliyah would do.
"I'll be back," I told the guys.
Hopping into my white car, I drove down the familiar streets to Aaliyah's house. The route was familiar, one that I drove almost everyday to pick her up.
Turning right, I continued driving straight towards Aaliyah's home. Once I was there I noticed a car I've never seen before in her driveway. She probably had company, so I didn't want to disturb. Turning around, I began walking back to my car when I heard a noise.
aaliyah's pov
Sighing, I looked out my window debating if I should leave or not. It had been an hour and my parents hadn't come to check up on me once. If I left, they probably wouldn't even notice.
A familiar figure began making their way up the driveway. Even from afar, his eyes were as bright as ever, shining in the sun. From my place at my window, I could still notice how astonishingly blue Daniel's eyes were, even more vibrant than the colour of the sky. Instead of the usual happiness they twinkled with, his eyes were filled with something that looked like worry,
His eyes made their way from the front door to the black car sitting in my driveway. I would have been confused, too. My driveway was always empty.
Just as I thought he was going to approach the door and take me out of my misery, Daniel turned around and began heading back to his car.
"Pst!" I whispered loudly.
Daniel looked around, trying to spot the source of the sound. I caught a hold of his blue eyes, but I doubted he could see me through the tinted glass.
"I'm up here!" I called.
His eyes darted from the bush he was studying to the window of my room. Sliding it open, I gave the boy on the ground a toothy grin, one which he returned.
"Why didn't you come?" Daniel asked from below.
"Grounded, in a way. Now can you make sure I don't break anything while I climb down?" I questioned, hoping for some sort of reassurance.
"No, I don't want you to get in anymore trouble. I have your phone, though, I'll see if I can hand it to you," Daniel said.
Ignoring his comment, I tossed my backpack onto the ground. Next I swung my left leg over the windowsill. The metal surface burned the part of my leg that wasn't covered by the shorts I was wearing, but I ignored it. My right leg followed, and I turned my body so I was sitting on the edge.
"Do you think I'm too high up to jump?" I questioned Daniel.
"Turn around and go back into your room, missy. Read a book, we can swim some other time," Daniel argued.
My bedroom was located on the top floor of my house. The window was multiple metres off of the ground. Taking a shaky breath, I turned my body around, lowering my body towards the ground.
A pair of arms somehow made their way around my waist as I was about to let go of the windowsill. My fingers released the scorching hot surface, and instead of crashing down to the grass below me, two steady arms lifted me safely to the green grass below me.
"If I'm going to help you sneak out, we may as well do it safely," Daniel chuckled, his arms still wrapped around my waist. He noticed, quickly apologizing. "Oh. I'm sorry."
Smiling softly, I felt my face begin to heat up, and feared that I was blushing. Quickly, I ducked my head, reaching for my backpack on the ground, hoping Daniel didn't catch sight of my cheeks much redder than usual.
"I thought something bad happened, Lee. I was so worried when you didn't show up to my house."
"Nope. My parents were at home, not sure why, then they randomly freaked out at me," I explained, shrugging.
"I'm just glad you're okay," Daniel whispered, pulling me into a hug once more.
