Pixel Princess (DDLG)

Roses and Regrets

I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing. I grumbled and rolled over, picking up my phone. Without looking, I answered the call and grogglily let out a "hello"

"Morning, sleeping beauty" chuckled Lyra.

"Jeez, what time is it?" I looked beside me and the now half awake Elia.

"About 10, my dear" I could tell he was silently half chuckling at me on the other end of the phone. "I have a surpise"

"Is this the same surprise as the other day?" I sat up, pulling a robe around me.

"Kind of, but better." I rolled my eyes. I looked out the window to see Lyra at the end of my drive.

"The hell are you on my drive for?" I almost yelled in shock. Elia jumped up, wrapping a blanket round her before nosily looking out the window.

"Hes hot! You fucked that? I'm proud!" Elia yelled, before laughing.

"So, she knows then?" Lyra laughed down the phone. Shit. I just blushed.

"I need to get sorted. Come back in 30." I hung up before turning to Elia who was dying on the floor.

"Please, never do that again." I laughed, still blushing like crazy.

30 minutes later, I was ready. Elia had gone home. I decided on simple pale blue jeans, a pastel pink crop top with 'angel' written on it and pink pumps. I was just finishing curling my hair, when the doorbell rang. I headed downstairs, opened the door to Lyra standing at the door holding a bunch of red roses. I stood shocked, he bought me flowers? Why?

"For you, princess." He said handing me the flowers. I said a quick thank you before letting him into the house and putting the roses in some water.

"So, I want to talk." My heart dropped at his words. Did he regret the other day?

"Oh? What about?" I replied softly, sitting on the sofa beside him.

"The other night." My heart crashed to the floor. "I dont regret what happened, I hope you dont either."

I slowly shook my head. "I don't" I almost whispered.

"I feel like I forced you into what happened. I don't want to ruin things, I love having you around. You've become an amazing friend to me."

I felt sick. I'd fallen so hard for him, so fast. I was a friend to him, but he was so much more. He bought me flowers, laid with me, held me and was holding my heart in his hand, yet he just crushed it completely. All in a few sentences.

I think he sensed this in my face, he looked down refusing to make eye contact with me.

I stood up and went to the kitchen, I poured a drink of gin and lemonade. I sipped it, looking out of the window. I heard faint footsteps behind me, however I didn't pay it much attention. I felt his arms wrap around me, he lent his head on my shoulder.

"Princess..." he whispered softly.

"Don't. Don't call me princess. Why do you even call me that?" I snapped back, breaking away from his hold.

"Because you are a princess" he tried walking towards me.

"No, you call me pet names like I'm your girlfriend or a pet or something. I'm not that." I took another swig of my drink.

"I'm sorry... but to me you are a princess." He sounded sad, I wanted to hug him. Yet I was still mad at him.

"You fuck me, bring me flowers, cuddle me, call me princess. Then you call me a friend." I sighed, frustrated. "Why the mixed signals?"

He just looked at me, no answer. He moved his lips like he was gonna answer than closed them again. I drunk the rest of my drink.

"Please leave." I said, not even looking at him.

"Avalia..." he started to answer.

"Please." I sighed. "I want to be alone."

I heard him sigh and head for the door. Once I heard the door shut, I fell to my kitchen floor and cried. My head in my hands, I full blown sobbed. I hate myself... but right now I hate him more.

I sat silently crying for about 5 minutes before the silence was broken.

"You know I wasn't going to leave you, right?" I jumped.

"What the fuck Lyra?!" I almost yelled at him.

"I'm not stupid, Avalia. I wasnt going to leave you on your own." He came and sat on the floor beside me. "This floor isn't the most comfortable either"

I half chuckled, still mad and upset. He wrapped his arm round my shoulders, pulling me into his chest.

"You do know how much I love you, and you do know what I'd do for you" he spoke softly as if I was a kitten who would easily scare. "I'd do anything. But, I'm scared. I'm not the kind to fall in love, or the kind to date people. I never have been."

"You sound like every other guy ever." I said, sick of this convo.

"I love you Avalia, I loved the other night. Please believe me." I could hear the sorrow in his voice, yet I still wished it had never happened. Part of me even wished I'd never met him.