I'm Not Daria
Fall in love

POV DEVAN

I guess I'll never fall in love. I always thought I would need a lot of time to fall in love with someone. But with Daria, it was very easy. I didn't even realize I was in love until I realized it was Andrew and Silla's wedding.

At first I just liked it. Then more. Then more songs and finally nothing but love.

I realized it during all the dates she had been on. He cares and he remembers everything I say, even the things I forget. No woman has ever begun to hate me, to make peace with me, to invite me to do things that I have never experienced, to make me fall in love with her. No woman has ever guided me, except maybe my mother when I was a kid.

As I watered our little flower garden, I couldn't help but smile as I imagined it. I bowed and observed the plants. They begin to grow small buds that will turn into beautiful flowers in a matter of days. I pulled out my phone and photographed our entire flower garden. Then I swipe over to the previous photos that I took every day after watering them. Her growth makes me happy.

I put the phone in my pocket and took a moment to admire our work. I wiped the dirt off the plaque that read "Garden of Flowers Daria and Devan".

We made the board because we wanted to make it more special and exclusive. Under the inscription, Daria has made a funny distress signal with a skull and small words warning not to touch our 'children.

After I kept the watering can, I went inside the house.

I saw Daria coming out of Anna's room with a tray in her hand.

"Did he eat it all?" I asked.

He smiled brightly and nodded. "Yes, he has eaten everything and looks better than ever. He even took his medicine without much resistance".

"That's great, I'm glad he's getting better."

"Yes. Where are you from?"

It was a Sunday and I felt lazy and happy, it was nice not to work every day. "I'm watering the plants."

She's pouting. "I can't take good care of my kids."

I'm laughing a little. "I took care of them for both of us" I said, showing the photo I posted a few minutes ago.

"Wow, they're growing well"

His eyes twinkled and for a moment I could not turn my eyes away from the joy in his eyes. She has long and beautiful eyelashes.

sometimes my eyes follow the movement when she blinks that are a little strange and creepy.

But then his smile fell and his once bright eyes dimmed into shade and he did not want to return the twinkle of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I frowned.

"What if I forget to water it while you're gone?" He looked at the photo sadly.

"I'll call you every day to remind you."

"What if I'm too lazy?"

I laugh. "Even if you feel lazy, you'll still wake up and water it and send me photos every day".

He smiled but it did not reach his eyes. "You're leaving next Sunday, right? And today was his party" His expression turned grim. "I miss you."

"We'll still meet often"

"Yes, but it won't be the same again. Here we can sleep together every night and kiss whenever we want and date whenever we want."

"Maybe I'll try to sneak into your room a few nights."

Daria thrust the tray into my hand and before I could react, she grabbed my face and pulled me down to put her lips against mine. I smiled enjoying the kiss.

There was some pressure behind his movements and I felt a little uncomfortable. He kissed me as if it was our last kiss.

My smile expanded and although I responded to her hasty kiss, I was still a little worried. At that time I will not go to a distant place for a long time. I was just about to go home and she could still see me often, so why would she kiss me as if this was the end of everything.

A loud thumping sound kept us away from each other. His dad was sitting on the couch and we didn't even notice when he came in. Although she could not see us easily as we were at the bottom of the stairs and stairs blocking her view, but it seemed like the sound of our kiss had disgusted her.

Daria took the tray from me and fumbled into the kitchen to put it in the sink while I quietly fled to my room thanking God that Mr. David did not call me.

....

Yes, Anna does have to heal, but Daria also has to take care of herself. He didn't even notice when I scooped the food on my spoon from his plate until it was in front of his eyes.

"Oh, thank you." She said and smiled at me, wrapped her lips around my spoon and I gulped.

Now is not the time to think no-no, especially at lunch, I rebuked in my heart.

The other people present at the table did not comment on it, and it was worth being grateful for.

I felt a hand wrapped around my own thigh which surprised me, looking at Daria who was now focusing on her food.

It took a lot of effort to wipe the big smile off my lips.

I clasped her hand tightly and we stayed that way for the rest of the lunch until it became awkward when one of us reached out to pick up something and had to use a hand that did not hold each other, fortunately, no one noticed.

A few hours before the party is essentially a sumptuous gathering of socialites and famous names from various industries who go undercover for the chance to expand the business and catalyze profitable partnerships, Daria knocked on my bedroom door and when she opened it, she waved the suit in front of me.

"What is this for?" I asked, taking it from him to check

"You gave me a beautiful dress and a puppy on my birthday and even though today is not your birthday, I still want to give you something"

"You could've given it to me on my birthday. It's only a few months away."

"I don't want to give you a gift just on your birthday. There are times like this where I feel like giving you something even if there is no special occasion"

The answer made my heart melt. I immediately pulled her towards me and gave her a kiss on her temple. When I pulled away, he stood up with his toes, held the side of my head and kissed me on the forehead

"I knew you'd look the most handsome in this outfit, I even chose a tie the same color as my dress."

"You know it's a boring party, right? I've never been as excited as you are now."

He shrugged his shoulders. "I know, but I don't want us to waste any time, so after you've finished socializing with everyone, look for me somewhere in the back so we can be alone." He grinned at me in a way he had never done. It feels almost sensual.

I'm shivering. I've never sneaked out of a party to do anything else. Daria never failed to surprise me. He always finds a way to make me do something I've never done before. That's one of the reasons why he's so attractive to me. Or maybe it was because she was my real first girlfriend that I fell so deeply in love with her and everything she did amazed me.

....

That night I found myself trying hard to look attractive. There are times when whatever I do, I feel ugly and there are times where I feel decent and luckily tonight I look good.

Growing up, I had a lot of insecurities about my appearance. Because of my ambition to excel in college, I often neglect my health and only eat whatever greasy and fatty foods I find. To the extent that I could be considered obese during High School and college. But after that I realized that it was not healthy to continue like that and I started going to the gym and slowly my body started to form.

Lucky for me, Daria thinks I'm handsome, no matter what I think. She doesn't seem to have any expectations about my body and neither do I. I love her for who she is and even if she is a little different, I will still love her.

After I finished doing the modeling in front of the mirror and checked which angle made me look good the most, I picked up the needed items and entered Daria's room where she sat in front of the dressing table in a beautiful brown evening dress.

He turned his head towards me and his eyes swept all over my body from head to toe. "You look so handsome." He said, with an exaggerated emphasis on the word 'so'.

I could not hold back the happiness that bloomed in my heart on his approval.

"And you look so beautiful." I said in the same tone.

"Yet. I wasn't fully prepared, there was still a little makeup I had to do. It'll be over in a few minutes."

She turned to face the mirror while sitting on her bed and I patiently waited for her to finish

"Done. How do I look?" He said after a few minutes.

I'm staring. "It makes no difference. You're still as beautiful as ever."

"You're just trying to flatter me. I know I look a little better with makeup".

Once we're ready. I led the way down where it stopped to kiss her before we showed up in front of her parents.