| Daisy |

I was blank.

Point blank.

All I could do was stare at him as if he suddenly sprouted two horns on his head.

Did he just called me heaven? Was it really Dean telling me all this?

And he didn't say anything after that.

He just let me stare at him. Marvel at how he floored me with one simple apology. All the black feelings in me seemed to have seeped away the second he said the word sorry.

I was reminded of all the memes that how a girl promises herself she won't talk to the guy and then when he calls , she picks it up instantly.

Then. .

I breathed out.

"How. .how can you do this to me Dean Harrison? How can you turn my world upside down and then fix it the next minute?"

I was hiding nothing from him.

My eyes were open, vulnerable. . because I really wanted to know the answer.

A small smiled tugged at the corner of his full mouth.

"That's because I know my way around it. .your world. And I own up my shit. " He shrugged.

"Who gave you the rights to it? To my world?" I asked , more like blurted out.

He didn't break the eye contact. . leaning in till the tip of his nose touched mine . .

"All it took was one glance." His breath fanned across my face . .my heart going crazy with the beat beat!

Now was the time to have my way with him.

" Tell me then what happened that day in the elevator?"

In the next second I knew I shouldn't have asked this.

Because. .

A dark shadow passed through his eyes, the small smile vanishing. We were so close to each other , he was looking straight into my eyes without any veil between us . It had to be the most powerful moment between us because none of us were hiding from the other. .

He didn't say anything.

But his eyes did.

I could see the hesitance in them . .. . something flaring in those eyes. .the same haunted look. .

I panicked.

Because  I could feel a thin wall erecting between us. A veil dropping between us. He was going behind a wall again!

"I have a. . . condition." He finally said , his shoulders slacking.

I frowned.

"What condition?"

"I'm not allowed to answer that question. " He said in a mechanical voice like he had said it a million times over.

My heart dropped.

I sighed. . looking away from him to the chairs scattered around the class.

"Just when I think you're letting me in. . you make me feel left out ." I said in a low voice , a hollow pit in my stomach.

"It's. .too soon. Too soon for that. I'm not ready. " He said in a clear cut voice like he didn't want to talk about it further.

But then his words weren't the law for me.

I looked at him. He seemed. . tensed. Coiled. Rigid. I could see it in his jawline.

"I saw you having a panic attack , Dean. At least don't deny that." I said slowly seeing him flinch slightly.

"As I said I don't want to talk about it. " His eyes turned hard. He was going back at it again. .the stubborn hard headed Dean.

"Fine." I bit out. " When you're ready then come find me otherwise stay out of my way." My voice could freeze hell over and I didn't wait for him to burn me with a scathing Dean like reply. Instead I turned around and moved towards the bolted door.

So much for making up.

Dean made me believe on the flying carpet and when I stepped on it, he would snatch the carpet right under my feet.

Making me fall face flat.

Aching all over.

And the mere fact that I fall for his acts over and over again. .

He had the guts to—

"You're right. It was a fucking panic attack."

His  voice stopped me in my tracks.

There was something wrong with his voice. .

Chilled. His voice was chilling me.

Slowly.  .I turned around at him. My heart hammering against my chest. He was . . . acknowledging what I said? I shot an arrow in the dark and it hit the bullseye.

I only knew the signs of a panic attack, having read it in Bio.

Dean Harrison was looking at me cooly. Arms crossed. Head angled at one side.

A  smile crept on his face.

Instantly making him look intimidating

"And now you would want to know the hows and the whys right?"

"Well yeah. Duh."

He didn't even blink .

Dean straightened up to his full height , the classroom suddenly going small and so meagre in front of his tall frame.

And I realized...

He was the sun while I looked like a measly star.

"If you want to know the how's and the whys. . .earn the right to know first. "

He didn't snap.

Or yell.

He said it all in a calm manner . . splintering my heart . .

"Oh," I dared myself to not sound weak but my voice was laced with . . .bitterness? hurt? ," I'm sorry for forgetting that I have no place in your life and I shouldn't go around asking stuff from you. Opps! My bad!" I even laughed and I knew I looked like a mad woman.

He didn't react.

But his eyes had pity all over.

"Why do you do this to yourself, Daisy? Hurt yourself when you're told the reality? I only stated the truth." He said softly. .every word of his icing my heart.

"The truth is ," I gritted my teeth in a bid to not lose myself ," you're a pathetic lowlife! A freaking good for nothing bastard who thinks he's the shit! Well guess what? You really are. Shit!! Worthless piece of shit!" I snapped at the end and in that moment I was pissed off beyond anything!

I didn't care!

I was in another releam.

Dean kept listening to me spewing bitterness.

Not once did he lose his temper at my obvious hatred filled speech . Not a single frown on his face.

He was the epitome of calmness while I was breathless from all the anger radiating off of me.

"Understand this. No one can make me do or say anything that I don't want to share . I never said I won't share it with you but everything has a time and a place . Trying to force me into spilling my guts . . trying to make me admit to things I'm not ready for. .looks like you think you're the shit Daisy. " He smiled , a condescending smile , " as worthless as you think I'm, no one knows your worth more than me, a worthless piece of shit. "

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