Kiwi // H.S.

Part 10: He smiled Back

I throw my stuff in a bag and change, I'm now wearing come cute ripped jeans, a crop top, and a cardigan. I re-curled my hair and touched up my makeup, grabbed my songbook, and hopped on my bike, I threw a hoodie over my cardigan and had pulled up the hood.
I have never ridden my bike this early. It was about a 40 minute bike ride. But I finally got there. I stopped about 10 feet before his house and texted him
D: open the garage.
H: gotcha.
The garage opened and I rode my bike inside. I parked it and got off.
"I'm so glad you made it safely." He said reaching out for a hug. I smiled and hugged him.
We walked inside and I saw two people standing there.
"Daisy, that's Mitch, and that's Kid, guys this is Daisy." He said.
"Oooohh so your the girl who rejected Harry's Kiss." Mitch said, kid and Mitch both laughed at that.
I could feel my cheeks getting hot. I looked down. And ran my fingers through my hair to get it out of my face. Harry's cheeks were red to.
"Hey..." he said to me. I looked up at them.
"It's ok." He smiled. "Now anyway..." he said looking back to Mitch and Kid. "Daisy, would you mind helping us write some songs?"
"I uh ya I actually have some lyrics I wrote, they don't sound to great coming from my mouth but Harry I think you could really use them." I walk over and sit down at Harry's Piano and start playing the tune, I hand Harry my book that's open on the page where I wrote 'She' and he sang. I noticed that Mitch and Kid had started adding some guitar tunes and drums and it sounded great. I loved it.

After about an hour of playing and writing Mitch and  kid left. And I was sitting on Harry's couch with him, Harry was sitting up right and I was laying with my head on his lap.
"So when did you start writing music?" He asked me.
"I wrote for fun when I was about 9 and 10 but really seriously started writing at 13."
"Whats your favorite food."
"Spaghetti."
"What's your favorite color."
"Baby blue."
"Why do you pop your knuckles so much."
"Why do you ask so many questions." I joke with him avoiding the question.
"I'm just tryna understand you Daisy." He said with a smile.
"Well I'm done with questions."
"Well I'm not, I have another one, why won't you open up to me." He says it in a sassy way.
"I...." my face goes straight and he realized what he said.
"You don't have to answer. I'm sorry." He says.
I sigh.
"Because I'm scared." I say.
"W.....what? Of what?"
"I'm scared...." I stop again. Hesitating.
"That.....that you'll hurt me..."
"Daisy...I'm not gonna hurt you." He calming smile on his face, i noticed his pupils are really big, like naturally, I have never seen anyone with that, it was cool.
"I know!" I sit up. "I know that. But everyone who has ever been in my life, everyone who I have ever trusted, they've hurt me, that's all they have ever done, and I..." I stop again.
"It's ok....talk to me about it, Daisy I Care about you. And I would never hurt someone I care about, I promise you can trust me."
I sigh.
"My parents....all they ever did was tell me how much of a waste of space I am, and that all I was ever good at was doing chores, I used to get yelled at for the smallest things, like not doing the dishes right, or missing a spot when I was cleaning...so that was a start." What am I doing. "And then, I was in and out of foster homes, from the times I was 8, til I turned 18. And of course, no one wanted to be friends with the girl with no parents, unless they had a reason....I'm sorry this is dumb.. I'm being dramatic." I say.
"It's not dumb....and your not being dramatic...Daisy it's ok....you need someone to talk to.......I'm here for you, I want to help you."
I sigh. "Ok. But there really isn't much more left to tell, I started writing seriously when I was 13, so I could get all my feelings out on paper, I never thought I would go anywhere with them, until I met Sunny, she was the only thing that ever made me feel happy and confident, that's why I have her initial on my wrist. But um...she slept with the guy I almost had a shot with in Highschool, she still thinks I don't know, and she still acts like my friend." A tear runs down my face. Harry puts his hand on my cheek and turns my head so I facing him, he wipes the tear off my face with his hand.
"Hey," he whispers with one of his cute little smiles.
"Ya?" I say.
"You know I care about you, and I would never do that to you..."
I don't say anything, i just look down but he lifts my face back up again. This time he doesn't say anything. He just smiles.
"I'm sorry....for not trusting you.." I say.
Then he lifts me so in now sitting on his lap and am able to hug him. It was probably the best hug I have ever been given. When he finally loosened up. I looked at him and smiled.
"What?" He said. With one of his cute smiles.
My arms were resting on his shoulders, I took a deep breath and leaned in, our lips touched, I moved my hands into his hair and he tightened his grib around my waist. I pulled away and Looked at him with a smile, and he smiled back.
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Ok did I cry writing this...Yes...yes I did.
This is probably one of my favorite chapters
So far!!