Home. That one word struck to me. I can't go home. Not with my injured foot. The first day I told my parents an excuse so as to why I looked beaten down. But this time will they accept my excuse? Will they complain to my school? Will they come to know what I am dealing with? After today morning I can't risk going back to my house like this injured leg and in boys clothing. I was sick of telling them silly excuses for everything, fighting with them, listening to them.

So stop lying.

They will kill you.

Smoker guy made me sit on the passenger side of his car. I gasped at the feeling of comforts I got when I sat. I looked around at the luxurious interior of the car.

"Like what you see?" He asked and I nodded. This was my dream car. No wonder he was rich. My poor ass could never afford a car like this.

Mr I still don't know his name. Sat down on his driver seat after we both put the seat belt we were good to go.

I was enjoying every part of this drive. I rolled down the window and enjoyed cold frosty gust wind passing by me. My lips tugged upwards.

"Where to?" He asked when he stopped at the signal.

"I don't know" I mumbled

"Huh?"

"Just drop me off here," I said unsure where to go.

"Why? No. It's okay sweet cheeks it's not that I would sneak into your room at night like creepy Edward " he said and grinned in a creepy way. Ya right. "Just tell me your address. Trust me I won't do anything unless you ask me to" he said cheekily.

"It's not like that"

"How is it like?" He urged me to say the truth.

I sighed and gave in. "I don't wanna go home"

"And why is that sweetheart?" I cringed at the word.

"Call me Daisy"

"Daisy." He smiled at me. "Nice name. My name is Logan." His smile was so contagious that I felt my lips forming a smile "You look good when you smile Daisy," he said emphasising on my name.

I shrugged. "Just drop me off near a park or something"

"With that foot of yours N-O no Daisy."

"It's fine it is not hurting that much. Just do as I say." I said in vexation.

"See for whatever reason you don't wanna go home. I can't let you roam around the streets. You are coming with me to my home" the signal turned green and he took a right turn.

Stunned I refused to go with him to his house. "Why not?"

"You are a stranger. For all I know. You-you could do something" I said in paranoia. Logan laughed and shook his head. I know my words sounded crazy. I don't think a guy like him can hurt anyone. But trusting becomes so difficult when you are broken.

"Think whatever you want about me, Daisy. I am not gonna let you roam around at this time of the day all alone. Come to think of it that sounds pretty much dangerous to me than coming home with me." He paused "And We are no strangers sweetheart" he smirked knowing well the word was gonna tick me off. "I mean Daisy" he took a glance at me just to see my reaction. "Like it or not" he looked ahead "and even if we are, we are perfect strangers"

I sighed defeatedly. I was just so tired. I have no strength and patience to fight with him. I leaned on the window. Closing my eyes and waited for the journey to come to an end.

The car came to a halt near a massive house. It looked pretty good but I have seen much better than this, still better than mine though. I got out of the car but before I could take a step further Logan appeared in front of me. Flash much?

"You will hurt yourself. Let me help" he said opening his hands towards me. I gave my hand in his hand.

At one point I couldn't walk with both of my feet so I had to lean into him. He took hold of my shoulder to support me. Even though I was very close to him I felt strangely... comfortable.

The entrance of this large building was extravagant. It had a porch and small but dainty garden it even had a fountain and a swing. Each side of the door had yellow lights and plants of some sort. While entering his house I gasped the contemporary design of indoor was breathtaking. The house had grey, white and blue interiors. The living room had a huge glass which showed off his swimming pool.

"It is nice" I complimented his house and he smiled. Can he stop smiling? It's just infuriating and amazing at the same time. It makes me remind me of my old times when I used to feel positive all the time.

This place was very silent. "Where are your parents," I asked him sceptically.

"They are outside the country. They took a month or two off from the job for vacation" I got frightened by hearing about the absence of his parents.

"Siblings?" I asked suddenly feeling shy. We both were all alone in his house. I tucked the loose strands that were coming in front of my face behind my ears. Please say yes.

"Don't have and don't worry I am not gonna eat you alive" he rolled his eyes unbelievingly. "Sit please he said pointing at his couch"

I sat down and he sat beside me. I felt nervous at our proximity "Ah no I was just-just asking" I said rubbing my arms.

"Are you feeling cold?" He asked unsurely.

No, I am feeling warm WARM dumbass. Move away. I shook my head refusing to look at him.

"You are oddly quiet?" I stayed silent. He sighed and got up from the couch. Thank God. I sat there motionless drowned in my thoughts. His voice brought me back from the trance.

"Put your feet on my lap," he said. I looked at him, confusion contouring my face. He showed me the first aid box and then it hit me. He sat beside me and placed the first aid box on the table in front of the couch. I shuffled away from him and stretched my legs towards him. He took the necessary measure to mend my foot and used a gauge pad as the dressing.  I got a chance to study his features properly. I took my time to memorize each and every sharp feature of his along with the flaws he had. He had crocked nose and a little cut just above his arched and thick eyebrow. He had a mole on his chin which actually looked quite nice. He had slight freckles sprawled on his cheeks. He overall looked like a Calvin Klein model.

He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't even notice me staring at his face.

How can someone you don't know care soo much for you and the one I knew from a very long time doesn't give a damn about me? I thought and looked at him intently.

I thought about him. The days and nights we used to spent together. All those laughter and cries when we used to fight I miss it a lot. I miss him a lot. I miss us a lot. We were madly in love with each other. Everyone thought we would surely get married after high school But then everything changed. Things change. People drastically change.

I wiped the wetness on my cheeks which escaped my eyes without my permission. "Is it hurting a lot?" He asked me worried.

I nodded biting my lips to control my emotion.

"Here done, it will heal faster if you get some rest. You look really tired". My eyes widened. No way I am gonna rest. It's gonna make me vulnerable and easy for him to take advantage of me.

"No no I don't need I am really fine. I-I don't need rest." I said standing up "in fact  I should really leave right now" I was limped towards the exit but his hands on my arms stopped me from taking a step further.

"Please don't strain your foot. You look exhausted" he pleaded. "You need to sleep right now" he declared and picked me up before I could say anything.  "I can walk really. You don't have to do this" he ignored me. "Please, I don't want to be a burden. I am feeling good" he took me upstairs to a room and made lie down carefully on the bed.

"You are no burden to me, Daisy." He said and closed the curtains. "Call me whenever you need me. Just relax for now" he whispered in a soothing voice.

I sunk more into the comfortable bed. I shut my eyes not even a minute later I fell into a deep peaceful slumber.
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