S.O.S

4.Eva

chrysanthemums,Delphimiums, peony,carnations,daisies,lisianthus and roses of ever colour

He had all the choices of flowers yet he chose a calla lilly. Calla lillies are beautiful and meaningful to me as they were the only flowers i would place on my fathers grave. it was the last flower he had gotten me and i remember when he put it behind my ear and smiled at me.

"how much is this?" our eyes connecting as he looked up.

"depends....are you getting a bouquet?" i tried to play it cool

he chuckled and pick up a single calla lilly "just 1 please...bouquets come later"

i looked down and tried acting sexy instead "ahhh well thats a £1. what's a boy as manly as you doing with a single flower" inside i was cringing at my use of the word 'manly'

"well im giving it to a beautiful girl i saw and im hoping that she lets me take her out to a dinner fit for a lady" i was getting lost in his blue eyes. my heart sunk at the thought of him wanting some else.

After he paid her walked out and i let out a deep sigh,then he returned and handed me the flower.

speechless i just gazed at him

"so do you accept my offer?"

"how come you choice this one..like this flower"

"i don't know it's perfect just like you. plus its shaped like a heart so it has alot of love behind it."

i laughed at this as it was so similar to my dads response when i asked him why he loved calla lilies.

"so will you go out with me?"

"hold on...your so confident but i don't even know your name"

"im jay" he had a dark smirk when he said this but i ignored it and gave him my number and introduced myself as eva and we parted our ways for the day.

When he left i squealed so loud my mum ran in complaining. I told her that i wouldn't be working tommoror and she got mad acting like our shop is ever busy. she snatched the lily from my hand and crushed it up telling me thats its just my imagination wasting my time and that no sane man would ever be interested in me...well i know that jay isn't crazy....i think. anyways im getting ready for our date whether im allowed to go or not. im not 15 i don't need her permission. since i can't even get approval theres no point trying to get permission.

i never lover her like everyone else did because i knew her true colours and there was no way she could ever paint over them again. She tells people to call her Sharon but her real name is the devils spawn. she hates me and to be honest i don't care anymore.