babysitter, ruel van dijk

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☼ almost a week later ☼

→sky's pov←

at this point, the notes are just flooding in, the amount increasing from day to day. sometimes there's one more that the previous day, or there's so many more, i can't even count. i've stashed them in a jewelry box, but they kept coming so fast that i had to expand my container to a storage bin i found in my closet.

i look through them everyday, the way the words are placed mesmerizing me. it dawns on me, that someone wrote these about me, and i feel my heart flutter a little more. it's been about a week, of the notes coming to my doorstep, but today was different.

i stepped out my door, after hearing the knock on the door, stepping outside to be... confused. as more notes started coming, the envelopes became bigger and fuller. today was different.

almost like how we started, there was one note on my porch. it was a piece of paper, not a sticky note. and i could tell that there was some writing on both sides. opening up the folded piece of paper. the first side read...

well I don't know where to start

cause now there's nothing left to say

you put your hand on my heart

And then you push me away

then you tell me everything is fine

but you don't have anywhere to hide

look me in the eyes

cause I'm asking you

how we gonna act like nothing's wrong?

i see that you've been crying

but you never wanna talk about it

all these words left unsaid

hanging over my head

longer than before, still beautiful, seeming a little more personal this time. because of the contents on the first side, the second side made me anxious, knowing this wouldn't be as poetic.

hey sky,

hopefully by now you know i adore you, and i miss you. i want to talk to you, so desperately, but if you don't want to talk to me, i understand. i think about you, all the time and i hope that all the notes showed you just a fragment of my mind. please? please just talk to me, 30 minutes of your day. that's it. i'll be outside of you house, on the street, at 3:30pm tomorrow, but if you don't come outside, i get it.

okay lovely,

ruel

folding the note back up carefully, and placing it in the bin, with all my other notes from ruel. going back to sit on the edge of my bed, my hands fiddling with some of the rings on my fingers in my lap.

"should i go, finley?" i whisper, as he purrs and rubs his face against my leg. he means yes, or what i have come to know as yes. "okay i know you always have to best advice, but you're a butt" i say poking his nose.

wow am i not ready for tomorrow or what.

☼ the next day ☼

→ruel's pov←

anxiously, i'm waiting out on the street, just like i said i would. i check the time every 10 seconds, upset when the minute has changed yet. i arrived 10 minutes early, just in case she wanted to come outsider earlier. i just wanted to be here in case.

a minute early, i see her step outside from her front door, scanning the area for me. once she sees me, she nervously starts walking in my direction.

"hey skylar" i say, referencing her by her full name. i'm not really sure where we stand anymore, if i can call her sky or not. anxiously, wiping my hands on my jeans, then taking another look at her.

worn our jeans, hair relaxed, she looks stunning. even though she doesn't have makeup on, or she's not wearing fancy clothes, stunning none the less. i'm not sure if makeup even could make her look better.

"ruel? ruel?" she says hovering her hand in front of my face, "are you okay?" she says slightly concerned.

"i'm so sorry, kinda zoned out, you know..." i stuttered over my words. in reality i was just taking in her calm-ish presence which i haven't seen in many, many weeks.

after a moment of just standing there after our awkward encounter, i finally decide to continue with my original plan. "uhm i have some where i want to bring you" i say again, pointing in the direction. "it's just past your house, super close. only i-if you want to" i motion where the spot is.

she just nods her head, her head then dropping back to look at the floor. "just this way" i put my hand on her lower back, guiding her to a path next to her house.

"i've never been over here" she says nervously, picking at her cuticles.

"i think, you might like it over here" i say, my thumb rubbing circles on the small of her back.

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A/N IM THE SUCKIEST AUTHOR. I LOST MOTIVATION, AND THEN I GOT BUSY SO UHM. IM SO SORRY.