Chapter 7
It had taken Danny at least three months. For three months, he went to Valerie's apartment, with a gift; a flower carnation like the first time, or some chocolates, or small gifts. He even found out that she liked dark chocolate instead of milk chocolate. And that she despised the color pink, or other floral colors for that matter. So he always managed to bring her deep, dark-colored gifts. And the thing that still made him smile, was that she loved lilacs. That kind of information came from Valerie, of course. But it was strange that, a person with such a peculiar shade of lilac eyes, loved lilacs.
So after the first day, he always brought her lilacs. Her mean mode faltered a bit, whenever she saw those flowers. And the way she secretly smiled when she smelled the roses, had to be a plus in his dictionary. He thought she was warming up to him, as she didn't throw a glass at him, or aim it for that matter. Nor did she call the police for his behavior, while she seemed like that kind of girl.
After the first month, he didn't go to her place to seek forgiveness, but for the fact that he wanted to see her, albeit, for a few minutes, that turned into a chain of curses from Sam. But if that meant, he could see her for just a while, was worth it. Whenever Tucker asked him of his dazed look and day dreaming, he always dismissed it. Although Tucker always said that he was starting to like her, he shrugged it off by saying that she was just one of those crushes, that he got over. No matter how much his heart said otherwise.
He knew that he couldn't keep this up. That she would get tired someday and ask him to stop this stupid gift exchange to get on her good side. But he had other plans.
For that, when he went to Valerie's place with, yet another lilac bouquet and a box of special dark chocolates. He was expecting for Sam to answer the door, as always. But this time Val herself came, and made no movements to let him in, she just smirked, crossed her arms, and leaned against the door frame, "Sorry Romeo, but Juliet just left!" she said with a know-it-all smile. 'Romeo' 'Juliet'? what the heck was she talking about?...Tucker! That sicko had gotten to Val.
He made no gestures to deny it, hey! it as their mind, let them think it through. He just impatiently asked, "Then where did she go?"
"Home!" came the gleeful reply from Val, "She just left, it was about time, anyway."
He looked around then asked again, why did they have to make it hard for him, "Where is her house?" She looked at him dubiously, Okay, that proved that Tucker wasn't a wacko, and that Danny was developing a crush for Sam. That made her day, so she couldn't just keep these two lovebirds away. She gave him the address and he ran for it, with lightening speed. This was getting better and better.
Danny had run the whole way, not flown, or driven the car, but ran all the way from Elmerton to Devonshire St. That was a give away to how desperate he was.
He came to the exact place and rang the bell with his free hand, many times. A man in suit came out, "May I help you?" there was that British accent.
"Is Sam Manson in?" he tried not to sound breathless, because he ran all the way here. The man had told him that she came a few hours ago, and that she left for the park. The man also asked him, who he was, he had said friend. And if Sam heard that, then she would kill him.
Again, he sprinted towards the park. After minutes of searching, he found a lone figure in the tree shade up a cliff. He silently walked, trying not to catch her attention.
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She was in a swirling pool of blood, not moments later she found out that it was her. She let out a blood curdling scream. Her assaulter came, he was going to kill her, that much she knew, he was going to watch as her soul lifted from her body. And laugh at her helplessness. Just minutes, seconds away from a...
Sam let out a yelp as something sat down beside her. She looked at her side, and saw...him.
Okay, so maybe she liked the gifts he gave. And maybe she didn't hate him anymore, but this was still annoying. And how had he found her, was he stalking her or something. Before she had time to ask, he lifted her finger in a gesture that said, ' I need to breathe first'. So he ran all the way here. That melted her annoyed face in a soft one, almost.
"I got you these" he was still out of breath, that was the first time her eyes landed on the flowers and the chocolates. She just looked away.
"Aw c'mon Sam, I ran all the way from Elmer to your house to here" he was getting more and more annoyed. But she just had one look on her face, "Your following me?!" she screamed and he stopped his blabbering.
"Not following you, I asked a few people" he shrugged, "Sam, we've known each other for three months now, I say we're acquainted" and with that he laid his head on the tree bark and calmed his senses. The air and the shade was soothing and calming, and the warmth next to him was as well. He placed the flowers and chocolates in her lap, and she didn't voice a complain. He knew she secretly liked it, and will never show.
It surprised him, that the girl he nearly raped, who had given him actual death threats, and had beaten up at the party. He could understand her so much now. So a crazy idea popped into his head.
"You wanna go out?" he asked, and her head snapped from her book and looked at him with wide eyes.
That was the word she wanted to hear in high school, that was the word that she ignored in college, because for her, it lost its touch in her eyes. And now, a guy she knew for a few minutes of everyday for three months, had said it. The guy that made misunderstandings between her and her parents. True she didn't hate him now since she knew he was sorry, but still. What made him ask her that?
She furrowed her eye brows and skimmed her eyes across the page of the book as she flipped the pages.
"I'll take that as a no, but that doesn't mean that I won't try again" he sighed and looked ahead. As he let his hand fall on the grass beside him. He felt something soft under it. He looked down and saw her hand, which had purple nail polish glazed perfectly on it. He then looked up to see a pair of lilac eyes, wide as his own. She was so close, their breaths mingled and she looked so beautiful when she blushed and looked away.
He could still sense a smile forming, which she hid from him as her hair fell on her face. He smiled as well, then looked away.
She acted tough, she acted like she didn't give a care. She showed the world that her true colors are dull. But she was mystical for him. She could hide all she wanted but...she didn't pull her hand away from underneath his. And she really didn't care when he threaded his fingers with hers.
She didn't give a care.
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She was lying on her bed. Her eyes facing the ceiling, finding hidden patterns under the dark paint.
She felt stupid for her behavior, how could she just sit there and let him hold her hand. That hadn't happen since high school, when that phony Gregor came. Who showed her that she was cherished, that he was going to cherish her. But he was fake. And the emotions he was showing were fake as well. She was just stupid, she let her guard down. She will never let her guard down again. Never.
Star came strolling in, without even a knock.
She came down and sat on the edge of her bed, then just sprawled down. Her hair was again flowing in different directions, "I saw that hunk that came for you" she said in a sly tone, then looked at Sam, "Where can I get one?" she asked.
"You can take him for all I care" Sam said in a boring tone, never once looking at her.
Star just looked slyly at her sister. She knew who he was, he was that same Danny Fenton from the party. He was reason of the fight between Sam and their mother. But things came back to normal. And she also knew that Danny Fenton came every single day to give Sam gifts and apologized profusely. He was being sweet, and that was what Star liked. Sweet and innocent rich boys for her to date.
And if her sister wasn't going to act up on her crush, then she was sure as hell going to act up on it. And see for herself, what kind of enigma is this Danny Fenton, that Sam was so lost in.
He was going to be fun, she thought evilly and smirked.
Okay, short chapter. And I wanted to say that thank you for the positive feedback. And thank you sammansonreplica for the idea that I should make Star come in their relationship. I just thought of a lot of stuff when I went to my dentist. Apparently, the whole place was filled with ideas for me.
Now the lovey dovey stuff started. Have fun with the cheeziness, and GIVE ME IDEAS. Oh and in later chapters, if you want an outlook, then listen to Colbie Cailliet - You Got Me, my inspiration. Well my sis said that my story sounds like this song, so love ya sis.
Love
Red
