Today was the day I’d finally get to see my angel. I’ve missed her so much and I can’t wait until I get to see her beautiful face and hold her little hand.
This morning I got up bright and early so that I had lots of time before Damon picked me up at noon.
Even though I knew I didn’t need to get all dolled up to go see Tori, since she’s not awake, I still felt like I had to.
A little voice in the back of my mind told me it was because Damon would be coming but I shooed that irritating though away.
Why would I do that? I have no reason to impress him, I don’t care about what he thinks of me.
It’s not like I like him. Right?
No, I couldn’t like Damon. He’s still my enemy, well maybe not enemy but I still like calling him it none the less.
But if I don’t like him, why have I been thinking non stop about the kiss since it happened?
It was the last thing I thought of before I fell asleep and the first thing that popped into my head this morning, even before thoughts of visiting Tori.
Because you like him. That stupid voice in my head said.
No that’s insane, I would have to be crazy to like him. But then again, I’m practically having a conversation with myself so maybe I am a little crazy, but that doesn’t mean I like Damon.
That’s impossible, I can’t like my enemy.
You know what, I’m just gonna stop thinking about this.
Instead I focused on what I should wear today.
Damon would be here in twenty minuets or so, so I had to hurry up and get ready.
Ya, I woke up early so I had lots of time but I kept getting distracted by my confusing thoughts, you wouldn’t believe how much time I can waste just thinking.
Anyways, what to wear?
I pulled out one of my high wasted skirts that fell a couple of inches above my knee, which was black, and a white tank top, then a black leather jacket, and quickly got dressed. Then, to complete my look I slid on black combat boots.
This isn’t quite my usual style but I felt like changing it up a bit, usually I look pretty goody two shoes but today I look like a total badass cutie.
I wonder if Damon will like it?
Wait, why the hell do I care? Oh wait I don’t. Right?
Okay so maybe a little but I’m just one of those people who want everyone’s approval, so wondering if Damon would like it isn’t anything special.
Just as I was finished straightening my hair and putting on a touch of mascara my doorbell rang.
My heart started to race because my first though was that its him and he’s here to kill me, but then I realized that Damon should be picking me up right now so my heart kept racing, but for different reasons.
I gave myself one last look over and nodded in approval, then I raced downstairs to answer the door.
I swung it open and just like I thought, it was Damon.
“Hey.” I greeted casually, looking up at him, but he wasn’t paying attention because he was to busy running his eyes up and down my body.
“Like what you see?” I asked teasingly.
He finally looked me in the eyes and said “Yes, a lot actually.”
A first I thought he was joking but the look in his eyes told me that he was dead serious, which made me blush.
“Whatever.” I mumbled lamely.
He chuckled, “Ready to go sweetheart?”
My heart raced all over again when he called me nickname for me.
God why is he effecting me like this? It’s so annoying!
“Yeah, lets go.” I said and walked out the door, locking it behind me.
Once we were in his car and on our way to the hospital he turned on the radio.
Apologize by one republic started to play and I squealed in delight. It was one of my all time favourite songs.
I sang along to the song and Damon also joined in. Every time we sing together it takes my breath away because we sound so good together.
Who would have though that I sang perfectly with my enemy?
By the time the song ended there was a goofy grin on Damon’s face that I was surly mirroring.
“I still can’t believe how good you are at singing.” Damon said after a minute.
“Same goes for you. We sound pretty good together.” I replied, looking over at him and smiling.
“We look pretty good together too.” he said softly.
I almost choked when he said this. Where the hell did that come from? Why the hell would he say that?
I was completely speechless so instead of saying the first thing that came to mind and making a fool out of myself like I usually would, I just forced a laugh and didn’t reply.
I could feel his gaze on me, burning holes into the side of my head but I refused to look at him.
Now all I could think about was if Damon and I actually look good together.
Thankfully we arrived at the hospital moments later, distracting me from the strange thoughts I never though I would think.
I quickly hopped out of the car and my nerves immediately kicked in.
Even though I was excited to see Tori I was also more scared than ever. As far as I knew she’s still in a coma, laying lifeless on her bed, not moving an inch.
What if she never wakes up? What if- no! I have to stop thinking like this! She’s going to wake up. She has to.
I silently and hesitantly walked into the hospital with Damon right beside me.
For some reason just him being here with me calmed me down a little bit, but not enough.
I sighed at the front desk and without any second thoughts, walked to my angel’s room.
I stopped in front of her door, hesitating as I went to grab the doorknob.
I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the worst and hoping for the best, then with one last glance at Damon I pulled the door open.
“Sissy?” I quiet raspy voice asked.
I almost fainted right there and then if it weren’t for Damon noticing my suddenly weak state and holding me up.
“Y-you’re awake!” I exclaimed, running over to her bedside.
“I missed you.” she said weakly.
“I missed you too princess, I’m sorry I wasn’t here. So sorry.” I whispered, totally forgetting that Damon was in the room.
“Can we watch a movie?” she asked quietly.
“Of course. Want to watch Snow White?” I asked, knowing that it was one of her favourite movies.
She nodded eagerly and tried to sit up but failed because of her weak and sick state.
Seeing her like this, more sick than she’s ever been broke my heart and brought tears to my eyes.
I quickly put on her movie, then helped her sit up and sat down beside her.
“Why are you crying?” she asked, whipping away a tear that ran down my cheek without my consent.
“I’m just glad you’re ok, I was so worried.” I told her, taking one of her little hands into mine.
“I’m ok now sissy.” she reassured me, then looked over to the door.
I followed her gaze and met Damon’s. I forgot he was even here.
“Who’s that?” Tori asked, training her beautiful blue eyes back on me.
“That’s my friend Damon, I though I’d bring him by today so you could meet him.” I answered, waving Damon over.
He hesitantly walked towards us and stopped when he was at the bedside, closest to Tori.
“Hello little cutie.” he greeted Tori, who giggled back at him.
“What’s your name?” he asked, crouching down to her level.
“Tori.” she said shyly.
Damon shot her a smile and said “That’s a pretty name.”
“Thank you.” she replied.
As they kept talking I couldn’t help but smile adoringly at the pair.
I never knew Damon was so good with kids. The way he was talking to Tori made me feel all warm and happy inside.
And Tori seemed to love him instantly, just that happy sparkle in her eyes told it all.
If Tori would always be this happy when Damon came around I would be sure to make him come every time I visited.
“So are we gonna start watching the movie now or what?” Damon asked, turning his attention to me.
I nodded and pressed play from the remote as he got into the hospital bed beside Tori.
She looked up at him with that sparkle in her eye that until today I’ve never seen and he looked down at her with adoration, the scene just made me melt, it was too cute.
Then Damon looked up at me and I mouthed ‘thank you’ to him, to which he nodded, shrugged and turned his attention to the tv.
“Thanks you so much for coming with me today!” Was the first thing I said to Damon as we exited the hospital
“Anytime, and I mean that. That little girl in there is a fighter, she’s something special and I’d love to see her again.” he replied, looking me in the eyes intently as he spoke.
I smiled a big, huge, happy and grateful smile. “I’d like that, she seemed to just love you. I’ve never seen her so happy before.”
“Well it doesn’t surprise me, every girl I meet falls in love with me.” he said cockily as we reached his car.
I laughed a loud obnoxious laugh. “That’s not even slightly true.” I declared.
He scoffed, “Name one girl that doesn’t love me.”
I smirked as I slid into his car and answered when he got in too, “Me of course.”
“Don’t lie to me, you’re totally head over heals for me sweetheart.” he said as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Now it was my turn to scoff as I tried to calm my racing heart, why did that nickname have to effect me so much?
“Not even in your wildest dreams would I love you.” I retorted.
“Oh no, in my dreams you’re always obsessed with me, totally love struck. Its quite creepy actually.” He told me.
“Well it’s not my fault you dream those kind of things.” I shot back, and decided to end this pointless discussion by turning on the radio.
A song I didn’t recognize came on and I was about to change it when Damon started singing along.
His voice was seriously hypnotizing, I couldn’t get enough of it.
I kinda want to kidnap him and just make him sing to me all the time, is that weird?
Maybe a little. But if your heard him sing you would want to do the same thing.
By the time the song ended he was pulling into a parking lot. This definitely wasn’t my house.
I was about to ask him where we were when I recognized the building. This was the bowling alley we went to that day when we ditched detention.
Why would he bring me here?
“I haven’t been here in a couple days and Tom has been asking about you.” he explained, seeing my confuse expression.
I nodded and got out of the car at the same time as him.
As soon as we entered the building and Tom spotted us a big smile spread across his face.
“So we meet again miss Sophia.” Tom says.
I grin at him and say “Ya, long time no see huh?”
He nods, “So are you two bowling again, I know how well that went last time.”
I giggle and Damon scowls.
I guess it wasn’t so bad that he took me here, I get to beat his ass again and I get to see Tom.
“No, today we’re gonna play pool.” he replied.
Wait what? Pool? I don’t know how to play pool.
“C’mon.” Damon said, waving me over to a pool table.
I slowly walked over.
“What’s wrong?” Damon asked when I finally reached him.
“I’ve never played pool before.” I whined.
I know I sounded like a baby but I really wanted to beat Damon and now I have no chance because we’re doing something I have no idea how to do.
“That’s ok. I’ll teach you.” he reassured me.
I nodded and took the pole he was holding out for me.
He decided to shoot first and break the triangle of balls, making two striped balls fall into the pockets.
Then he shot again and didn’t get any balls in so now it’s my turn.
“Okay c’mere.” he said.
I walked over to him and he put me in front of him before showing me how to hold the pole and how I should be bending over the table.
Then to my surprise he pressed his chest up against my back and placed his hands over my hands.
“Now pull back the pole and hit the ball.” he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.
I did as instructed, with his help of course, and sunk a solid ball.
“Hey, I did it!” I squealed happily.
He chuckled, “You sure did.”
The rest of the game pretty much went like that, him helping me and me being overly excited when I sunk a ball.
And every time his body was pressed against mine and he whisper some sort of advice about how to shoot better that same shiver went down my spine. I don’t know why, nothing’s ever caused me to feel that, but for some reason I liked it, even though it scared me at the same time.
How could someone that I don’t even like have such an effect on me? I know I’ve asked that a lot but I just don’t get it.
He effects you because you like him. That snarky part of my brain told me.
I internally snorted, there’s no way in hell that I like or will ever like Damon, at least not in that kind of way.
I heard that stupid voice laugh and call me a liar but I just ignored it an went back to focusing on the game.
Unfortunately I didn’t win. I was so close to winning too but he won, this time. Ill make sure to beat him next time.
“See ya later you two!” Tom called out to us as we walked out the door.
We both waved him goodbye before getting back in Damon’s car and making our way home.
Once we were in his driveway he cut the engine and turned to face me.
“I had fun today.” he said, surprising me.
“Me too.” I agreed, smiling at him.
He smiled back for a moment then grew serious.
“I wanted to know, you would like to, uh, go out sometime?” He said hesitantly.
I gave him a confused look,“I though we just went out.”
He scratched the back of his neck nervously and replied “Ya, but I don’t mean it like that.”
What did me mean th- oh. No way, he doesn’t mean like a- No, that’s not possible. Is it?
After a few seconds I finally voiced my thoughts, “Like a date?”
He gave me an adorably nervous smile and nodded.
Wow, Damon Blake, my enemy, just asked me out on a date. Who would have thought? I never in a million years pictured this happening. Ever.
No, was the first answer that came to mind, like an instinct or something. I mean he is my enemy and all, but then I thought about how’s he’s been so nice and supportive, caring even. And the way he was with Tori, this guy can’t be all that bad, maybe I really could trust him.
Maybe I should give him a chance, just maybe.
And it is only a date, it’s not like he’s asking me to marry him or anythings so what’s the big deal?
“So..?” he said awkwardly, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“Um, sure. I’d like that.” I replied, taking him by surprise.
I don’t think he expected me to say yes, honestly I’m a little surprised myself that I agreed to go on a date with him.
What’s happening to me?
I just agreed to go on a date with my enemy.