Daisy's Pov

" You...ha..ha......'hiccup'...you know what I like-I like you." Phoebe hugged me, her drunk body swayed awkwardly.

I giggled," I like-no no I love~~you too, muaha"

We both stood in the living room hugging and giggling with our bodies swaying lightly. I think we are drunk without limits.

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Few hours ago,

I tiptoed down the stairs, careful not to wake anybody up. After me and Ethan returned from the tour it was already quite late, everyone was already sleep atleast I presumed it. We bid good night and went to our rooms.

I had trouble sleeping and kept constantly tossing into the bed. Unable to take it any longer I stood up from the bed and walked of my room. The entire hall way was dark. I decided to drink some wate and walked into dark kitchen.

Woah this is scary.

I opened the fridge in search of water bottle, the dim light from it penetrated into the kitched illuminating into dark. I took a water bottle and closed the door of fridge and turning to head back to my room but as soon as I turned around I saw a thin figure leaning on the kitchen counter.

The barely managed to keep the water bottle in my hand horrified. Just as I was going to shout ' Bloody Murder' the person turned on the lights.

Phoebe stood with a bunch of Hershey's kisses stuffed in her mouth and pack in her left hand.

" God you scared me." I clutched my wildly beating heart.

" Sorry, I didn't mean to" she shrugged her shoulder.

I eyed the pack of Hersey's kisses," What are you doing in the middle of night?"

She looked sideways like a thief to see if someone was watching," You see I wanted to eat something sweet"

I arched my eyebrow," At 1 in the morning?"

She made a face full of distaste," Old man doesn't let me eat sweets. So I have to steal it like a thief in my own home."

" But you have a problem of diabetes right?" I asked bewildered at her childishness.

She plucked her bottom lip pouting cutely with a look full of distress," But I like to eat sweets and I have my sugar level controlled. They are too bossy."

" But that's for own good"

" Whatever, why are you here anyway?" she walked into the living room sitting on the couch munching on Hershey's kisses.

" Oh, wanted to drink water and can't sleep" I sat down facing her.

" Would you like to play cards? I can't sleep either." she offered.

" Sure"

She brought the pack of cards, with a bottle ofRiver Antoine Royale Grenadian Rum. I was surprised by that. Grandma Phoebe is more modern that I thought. River Antoine Royale Grenadian Rum contains 90% of alcohol in it, at this rate I am sure we both will get drunk not only drunk but knocked out.

Ah..its going to be a long night. Excitingly long.

" Rum goes good with card games." she shrugged her shoulders and started laying cards.

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Ethan's Pov

Today has been one of the best day of life, I am happy that that Gandma fooled us in coming here. I enjoyed spending time walking on Charleston streets with Daisy by my side.

It felt like I belonged to walk with her, like the missing part of life suddenly fixed into its place. Ever since Daisy returned after 4 years of studying in UK she changed a lot. She is more mature, dedicated and if I may add she is lot more beautiful that before, well she had always been though. Its just that I never noticed.

Everything about her had started to captivate me towards her , the way she carries herself, the way she becomes all flushtered whenever I get too close to her. I love the way she rolles her eyes at something, the way her little nose scrunches whenever she is deep in thought, everything about her is interesting.

Unknowingly or knowingly I have started to like spending time with her, at first I thought it was just a fleeting feeling which will pass, but as time passed on I came to realize I have started to like her.

I can see in her eyes that she doesn't share the same feelings for me. Up until now she considers me a normal friend or like a mere business acquaintance.

I am more of a nuisuance to her. A sticky gum stuck at the sole of her shoes which is hard to get rid of, or like a sticky cholocolate which is stuck at the roof of your mouth which irritates you.

But its better than the first time we met, atleast she does not tries to stir clear of me like before. Maybe I can make her like me too. Just maybe.

I was having a hard time sleeping after spending a whole day with her. I constantly kept thinking about her smile, the way her brown eyes lit up with lifeand excitement at the site of something new.

God she is beautiful , beyond beautiful.

Get a grip Ethan. Get a grip.

If she gets a wind of this, I am sure she will definitely skin me alive and throw me into African forests to die with my fate. Even a thought of her knowing about my feelings gives me chills.

I groaned burying my face into the pillow," Ugh..she is going to be a death of me."

Suddenly I heard a loud noise of something crashing from down stairs, I stood up from my bed and walked out of my room. As soon as I walked out of my room I heard laughter, I walked towards the staircase to find everyone had come out their rooms.

" What's was that ?" mom and dad walked towards the living room followed by Uncle Eli and Aunt Ava who too came out into their pyjamas.

" Doesn't that sounds like Daisy's laughter?" Aunt Ava hurriedly walked towards living room with Uncle Eli.

Grandpa, Grandpa Williams and Selene too joined who looked confused too. I wondered where Phoebe was.

As we walked towards the living room the voices became clear, and what came into view was even more hilarious.

Phoebe and Daisy were leaning towards each other with their heads touching and talking in hushed tones, they were giggling in between. Porbably Phoebe said something to which Daisy was giggling with a hand on her mouth, she was swaying a little bit and so was Phoebe.

" What the hell is going on?"Grandpa looked at all us and then at them. They were so engrossed with each other that they did not even hear him.

Selene walked forward and bend down to pick something," River Antoine Royale Grenadian Rum, they are drunk"

She is holding the bottle of Rum.

" See this is why I said keep Daisy away from Phoebe" Grandpa sighed and walked towards them we followed suit.

At the sound of our approaching foot steps Daisy and Phoebe looked at us. Grandpa approached Phoebe just as he was close to her she started shouting.

" Old~oldie~~, I won't~won't talk to you. Go-go away" she tried to talk properly but failed due to her swaying body and unclear voice.

" What did I do?" Grandpa spoke in low voice not to scare her.

" Wuuuuu~You don't-don't 'hiccup' let me eat sweets. I hate-hate you." she started crying.

"But that is for your own good. Come here let's go to sleep ok" he tried to take her arm.

She moved far away," No-no no no no, I am not~~covng with you"

" Seenotcovnwithyou she is mine" Daisy hugged Phoebe with her face rubbing on Phoeb's arm and her head on her shoulder, she looked cute with her face read, watery eyes and pout.

" Daisy baby, its time to sleep ok. We will talk about it the morning, okay" Uncle Eli tried to talk to her.

" No no no no not morning , now now" she slurred still keeping tight hold on Phoebe.

Uncle Eli rubbed his face with frustration looking at her.

"Mom please sleep its 3 in the morning " dad tried to speak but he was met with a glare from Phoebe.

" I won't sleep'hiccup' you all go'hiccup' sleep" she hiccuped.

" Darling you need to sleep or you will become ill" grandpa tried to appease her.

" Wu.........' hiccup' I love ' hiccup' you old man, I love you so so so so so much." she suddenly leapt forward and hugged grandpa throwing her hands around his neck. He staggered sligthly taken offguard, he stedied himself and put her arms around her.

"I will take her to room, take care of Daisy" Grandpa supported Phoebe to their room.

I moved my gaze towards Daisy to find her laying on the floor with her head resting on the couch behind her and legs spread forward on the floor.

" Mum~~~~~' hiccup' " she suddenly started crying with her eyes closed.

" Daisy dear you need rest okay, Ava take her to her room and make her sleep" Selene informed Aunt Ava.

Aunt Ava walked towards crying Daisy and crouched near her," Dear don't cry okay. We will sleep now come on get up"

" Mum~~~ I messedyu" she started crying loudly looking at Aunt Ava.

" Okay I missed you too, come one get up we need to sleep" Aunt Ava tried to make her stand up.

" Alone ...'hiccup'.... I was all alone" she hiccuped.

We all froze at her statement, everyone knew she was all alone in UK. Never once did she come back in those 4 years, not even at christmas.

Aunt Ava had her eyes red," I know, I am sorry baby, I am sorry that you were alone"

" I did not have anyone......'hiccup' .....I missed-missed mom and dad so much." she talked to herself.

Uncle Eli walked towards them and picked Daisy up to make her sit on the couch. She looked at him then at Aunt Ava, her beautiful brown eyes held pain, desperation and loneliness.

" They forgot ...' hiccup' forgot about me, they did not care for me. " she sobbed with her eyes red looking at Uncle Eli.

" Whom are you talking about baby?" Uncle Eli moved her hair away from her face and tried to wipe her eyes.

" Mom and Dad, they did not care for me~ , I was all alone all this years. I had no one with me." she continued to sob.

" We care about you Daisy, we are here with you" Uncle Eli whispered not to startle her.

" No I have ...' hiccup' I have no one, no one cares about me. No frieds, no one." she spoke more to herself.

Selene supported Aunt Ava who was trying to support herself.

No one knew that Daisy was going through so much. Everybody thought she was happy by this arrangement, she was the one who insisted in going UK to study.

Daisy looked towards all of us with so much grief in her eyes that for a moment there I felt she has no hope in living. I felt terrified by the look in her eyes.

She was looking at us as if she did not belong here. She did not want to be here. She would rather be in hell than here.

I felt like my heart was sqeezed tightly it was suffocating.

She shook her head to get rid of drowsiness," But she was more m-miserable ...'hiccup' she was more miserable than me"

I did not understand whom she was speaking about.

" She was really miserable, more than me a lot more than me." she suddenly looked towards me with so much hatred that I felt air was knocked out of my lungs.

" What did she do wrong? Was was her fault? Why do you have to hate her so much?" she asked me.

I stood there in front of her not understanding what she was talking about. I did not understand what have I done wrong.

All eyes were on me waiting for answers which I myself did not know.

" Wait that was what she did. Daisy was waiting for you to talk to her, just one phone call. That's what she wanted. Did you not considered her as you friend at all? Did she not have any importance in your eyes? Was she so unbearable to you" she shook her head disappointed at herself.

That's what I have been asking myself. Why did I not call her atlease for once? She was my childhood friend, was she not important? Perhaps she was.

But I never felt a need to, ,maybe because she always took the initiative to call first. Maybe I took her for granted. Maybe she too was waiting for my call. Maybe she was waiting for me to talk. Maybe she was waiting for me to take initiative.

She was disappointed in me, more like she was tired of me, tired of waiting for me.

I have disappointed her. And I regret it.

Hey lovelies,

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