| Daisy |

Jenn squeezed my hand in excitement.

Squeezed and squeezed until it turned red.

"Biiiiitch! You got your first kiss!" She said for the . . .I lost the count actually.

And I had the audacity to turn beet red .

"Yeah. .kind of ." I mumbled .

Jenn kept asking me to rewind the kissing session.

"How was he holding you?"

"How did it feel?"

"Were his lips soft or crusty!?"

And I kept feeding her the answer and each time she would bounce on the chair , fist pumping the air . Startling people around her.

" I have dated about ten boys and never felt like kissing them and you—you got it on with the first —"

"And last." I added.

"And the last guy. .that's so cool! Unbelievable and cool." She looked really inspired.

Ready to burst.

"That's because he is worth it ." I said grinning cheekily at her and she said "Damn straight!" before taking a huge bite off her burger.

I too had plate of fries in front of me but the butterflies in my stomach weren't letting me eat them. It was such a weird and wonderful feeling. . .it was as if my ears my eyes . .every cell of my being was on high alert for him. The kiss that we shared was . .  .toe curling. It was an other worldly experience.

Like a U.F.O.

An unexplainable phenomenon.

I used to take this sentence as a joke that when you find your soulmate, the whole world just fades away.

And now I actually understood it.

Because it did for me.

Funny, how you laugh on certain things and when it happens to you . .it's like a sucker punch. Everyone thinks oh that can't happen to me and when it does. . .

Jenn sipped on her pepsi and her eyebrows shot up. .eyes going to my back. Hastily, she swallowed . .her eyes watering and—

"Dean."

That's all she said to flip my world.

I snapped my neck around so fast I heard the crack of it and sure enough he was standing right behind me. . smiling at my sudden spase attack. .a plain white T-shirt with the D&G logo and some washed out jeans. .i loved how he dressed up in an effortless manner. Men who obsessed over their dressing never attracted me in the first place .

I knew jaws were hitting the floor, nobody expected this for sure. The hotshot guy went for the ordinary one and not the other way around.

"You look good." I said giving him a compliment straight from my heart.

He moved towards me. . standing right beside me . .his hand going back and resting on the back of my chair . . instantly I sat up straighter.

Got conscious of my banana spine I guess.

"Thanks. But I'm no match against you. " He said . .his eyes only on me and just when I was about to open my mouth and answer. .he bent down and quickly pecked on  my forehead.

Oh.

My.

God.

Jenn coughed out the pepsi . .it spilled from her nose and she stood up. .the chair screeching against the floor. "Be right back!" She cried out still coughing.

Leaving me alone.

Not exactly alone since I could feel the eyes of every female boring a whole in my body.

"That was sick." He mused and then he pushed his hand in his hair. . messing them up. " I have to talk to you."

Still dazed I nodded. "Yeah? What is it?"

I felt his hand going from the back of the chair to my nape. . cupping it gently. . massaging circles on it slowly with his thumb. .

"Not here. Come on." He said now stepping back and looking at the door that would lead us out of here. I stood up and then absently he took hold of my wrist . .I tried to keep calm. And remind myself to get used to it.

But my heart was obsessively processing this and I knew later at night I would over think about this.

The love of my life was holding my hand. So we're doing the hand holding thing now? Something I always fantasized about? Oh my gosh!

He was moving towards the door now and my heart soared at this. Sex wasn't intimate.

This was.

I was so happy that I almost forgot about what he wanted to talk about. And that's when all the happiness evaporated.

Dread started to settle in.

Was he going to break up with me?

Did he think this wasn't what he wanted?

Now the smile on my face melted off . .I looked at his back, the muscles on his back bunching up with every move . .and right then I had this thought that if he decided to part ways I'm not going to be the one begging for anything.

But then. .

Who was I kidding?

I don't know why but I tightened my hold on him.

We by passed  the classrooms, the lockers, the grumpy receptionist and then we were out the main gate. .he was heading towards the lawn. The sun was out and it was so bright I had to shield my eyes with my hand to protect my poor eyes from the blinding light.

Students were lounging lazily.

But that wasn't what caught my attention. What did was him going straight towards the huge oak tree where I had seen Jessica by his side.

Quietly, I watched him turning around at me and then sitting down. . pulling me gently with himself so I had no choice but to sit beside him. .our backs against the trunk of the tree. .our shoulders grazing .

Him still holding my hand.

He had a serious look on his face like he was thinking about what to say . .how to say it.

"Dean?" I called him softly.

He turned his neck at me. .the sunlight hitting his hair and making it look golden. .and well I — I forgot everything.

He was close enough to kiss!

"Daisy. .," He said my name like it was a dream.

Stuck on his face , i answered mechanically.

"Dean."

He smirked slightly at my dumbstruck face . It wasn't my fault! His proximity was reminding me of the kiss!

My lashes fluttered and my face flushed when he leaned in. . kissing my cheek . .his touch lingering there when he pulled back. .

"I love you."

He said it so freaking suddenly I just stared at him. Literally staring at him like there was something wrong with him.

He . .

He what?

"What?" Was all I said.

"I love you. " He said it in a way like it was the most casual thing anyone could say to anyone.

"Okay.  . .," I trailed off. My lips going dry.

He chuckled softly.  ." A very novell response, indeed."

I bite my bottom lip. To know that he loved me — a bomb detonated in me. Spreading confetti everywhere! It was like MasterChef U.S.A when Gordon Ramsey hands in the prize and the confetti falls down everywhere.

That was how I was feeling.

Surprised. Escatic. Tearful. Glad. Blessed.

"I love you more." I blurted out.

"I know. " His other hand went around my shoulders. . pulling me close to him.

"Is that it? I never thought  confessions are suppose to be this simple." I wondered out loud.

"If you want a room full of roses I can do that but that would be. . pretentious. I want to tell you how I feel myself. Not through a bunch of roses. But if it makes you happy then I'll do it. Anything for you." He said softly.

"Maybe in the future I guess?" I teased . "Is this what you wanted to talk about?"

He shook his head slightly.

"No. I'm going to talk to Logan. "

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