I wake up to the warm sun on my face. I opened up my eyes, and for the first time in a long time I don't regret waking up, because I know I will see him again.
With the thought of Dakota in my head I jump up and get ready, it's the weekend, so there is no school and I have to go to work at one.
I grab a light pink cardigan and a white tank top. Then I grab some dark jeans, and my undergarments. Once I get all my stuff I go to the shower.
The hot water feels so good down my back, nothing can ruin my mood today. Dad left a message late last night saying he won't be home till Monday so that means, I have the whole weekend to myself.
I wash my hair with my favorite peaches and cream shampoo and conditioner. I scrub my body and shave.
After I get dressed I brush my teeth, and blow dry my hair. I'm not even going to bother putting make up on. It's to much work, and my bruise isn't even that bad.
I run down stairs and jump on the couch with a blanket, with full intention on watching a movie or two until work, but I for some reason just couldn't sit still.
Maybe I should go visit Dakota. He did say to come over when ever I wanted, but maybe he doesn't want me over. I don't want to anoy him.
Before I could talk my self out of it, I was up off the couch and on my way to Dakota's house.
I slightly knock on the door and wait for him. After a few seconds my worry starts to set in, and I turn around and get off the steps about to make a run for it when Dakota answers the door.
"Wait, I'm here. Sorry was busy." Dakota says while opening the doors wider. Then I notice it. He is in his sweat pants, only his sweat pants, and his dog tags.
Oh my...his pants cut down low, and all I notice is how toned and fit he actually is. He is running a towel through his hair drying it, he must have been in the shower.
Before he can notice me staring, I walk back up on the porch, "Hey...I was just coming over to visit. I don't have to go to work till one so I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out till then, but now I notice it was a bad idea, so I'm just going to go..." I say while turning around to leave.
Before I can walk away, I feel Dakota grab my hand, and I turn back around. "No, please stay, I'm sure we can find something to do." He says and then the butterflies start and I'm sure I start to blush.
"Okay." we go back in and he slips a grey T shirt on, thank the gods, because if he would have left it off I don't think I would be able to carry on a conversation with him.
"I just got out of the shower I was about to make some breakfast, would you like some?" Dakota asks as he walks toward the kitchen.
I wasn't hungry till he brought it up, now I am, "Yes please. Would you like some help?" I say following after him.
I heard him chuckle, I wonder what he's laughing at. I hope it's not me.
•••Dakota's•••
When I opened the door earlier and I saw LillyAnn I honestly thought I was stuck in time.
She was wearing a pink sweater like thing and dark jeans with brown boots, she looks beautiful. I could smell her intoxicating smell of peaches, and I became the happiest, like always when she's around, watching her ramble and blush, from seeing me with out my shirt on.
Last night when I left her asleep and I came home I could not get her off my mind. I had planned on going to her work place later and seeing her, but she came to me first.
YOU ARE READING
The Unfortunate Girl
RomanceLillyAnn has lived a life of misery. Everyone she has ever loved has left or doesn't want anything to do with her. One night of tears changes it all for her. And him. Dakota, her savior who couldn't save himself.