*Daisy's outfit above. You can imagine whatever you want, it's just what I pictured for her :)
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Daisy ✧
"Angel's taking me out on a date." I blurted out.
Tyson looked up at me through his glasses and smirked.
"About damn time." He said clapping his hands.
I looked at him shocked.
What?
"Aren't you supposed to go all big brother on me?" I ask him suspiciously.
He scoffed and looked at me pointedly.
"You know I'm not like that."
I laughed loudly completely amused at his words.
"You literally sent a boy to the hospital because he asked for my number at a cafe."
"Yeah well, this is Angel, my literal boss, so I can't really hit him for taking you out." He mumbles and then continues.
"Though, I'm willing to risk my life if he does hurt you. Even if he kills me for it."
"I wouldn't let that happen, Angel wouldn't hurt you." I say shaking my head.
He scoffs and nods his head.
"Sure he won't."
I roll my eyes and grab my toast.
"So, are you excited?" He asks me.
I smile slightly as I start spreading Nutella on my toast.
"Yes." I answer.
"Miya's coming over soon, so don't go all flirty on her." I tell him.
He laughs and stands up from his seat shrugging.
"Can't promise you that, daffodil."
I roll my eyes and bite into my toast.
*
"You look like a fùcking goddess." Miya exclaims dramatically.
I smile and look at myself in the mirror.
"You think so?" I ask her as I eye myself doubly.
She scoffs and looks at me as if I just told her that Dylan O'Brien got a girlfriend.
"Do I think so? Um, you're literally the most stunning bítch ever how can you doubt yourself D?" Miya tells me.
I blush at her words and bring her into a drenching hug.
"I love you." I tell her.
She rubs my back and giggles.
"I love you too cutie."
YOU ARE READING
Moonlight
Romance** Currently in the progress of being rewritten :)** - Angel Romano was known for his ruthless ways. They said he was a supposed duplicate of his father, but only to be worse. He was known for his cold exterior, his heartless heart. But most import...
