Daddy, don't flirt

--Wendy
In a warm and quiet room, there’s a girl sitting by a desk and sleeping with her head on it. From time to time, she groans as she’s
having nightmares.
“Bang!”
When the clock strikes twelve, she flips her body and falls down onto the ground.
“Ouch...” Wendy gets hurt and wakes up. When she tries to think of her nightmares, only to find...
Nothing.
She struggles to stand up. She lets it go as she’s not obsessed with her dreams. After patting away the dirt on her clothes, she
sits back on her chair and writes the last sentence on a piece of note-paper full of words.
“He’s the secret buried the deepest in my heart.” Jamie lets loose her soft smile as she looks at the beautiful writing of the words
on the paper, toying with the pen n her hand, a touch of happiness dancing in her eyes.
Every time she thinks of the knife-scar he has for protecting her, Wendy feels her wounds on her shoulder is less painful.
But she loves him secretly. She is afraid to speak out her feelings as he never gives her any hints.
Wendy sighs and puts down her pen. She props her chin against his hand, lost in melancholy, after she jams the rolled note-
paper into a glass jar.
Suddenly, there’s a loud bang from the French sash in her room. She is startled and hastily turns around to find Eddie breaking
into her room.
“Damn it!” Wendy is shocked and instinctively locks her door up. She shoots Eddie with a glare. “You’re such a stuntman for
Spider-Man.”
Eddie puts on his smug face and nods. “You should feel honored that I come to see you. Feeling better?”
Wendy ignores it. She pulls out her chair in front of Eddie and seats herself on it. “What takes you so long? I’ve been waiting for
you like an age. Plus, you don’t bring me any gift. Tut-tut.”

Although Wendy is not satisfied with Eddie, she doesn’t kick him out of her room.
After all, the dramatic friendship between her and Eddie is meant to be a mess. In their first chance encounter, she tripped over
and pulled down Eddie’s pants. Then Eddie chased her down across several blocks. In the second one, she battered him away
as she thought he came to retaliate. In the third one...
Anyway, ever since then, they have been best friends. Wendy has been accustomed to seeing Eddie enter her room through the
French sash.
He hasn’t come to visit her for a month since the accident. He left her alone in hospital for half a month.
Son of a bitch.
“Just some business to deal with. Now I’m finally available.” Eddie’s eyes are dodging and he hides the truth. He takes out a gift
box from his pocket and gives it to her.
“That’s sweet, bro.” Wendy doesn’t notice the fleeting sorrow in Eddie’s eyes and takes the box. “I want to open it now.”
She opens it up after Eddie nods.
There’s a delicate cartoon figure of mini Wendy. Both the facial expression and the posture are similar to her.
“Wow, is it...for me?” Wendy asks with surprise, her eyes glittering with joy. It seems she’s pleased with the gift.
Eddie sighs in relief and stares at Wendy’s pretty face. The pain in his fingers is eased as he meets her smiling face.
“It’s you. Do you like it?”
Suddenly, she feels her heart is touched and something ripples out of it before she can suppress.
“Yes, so much. Thank you, little Eddie.” A bright smile fills her face, her eyes narrowing on Eddie’s handsome face.
Eddie’s features instantly darken, and he pinches her cheek hard as word bites out of his lips. “Say it again?”
“Crap!” Wendy is shocked by his sudden pinch and pats on his hands off her cheek. “What the heck are you doing? Don’t you
like ‘little Eddie?” I call you that as we are intimate.”
Eddie is dumbfounded as he hears “intimate”, which gets him flush for a second before Wendy notices.

But his eyes turn cold at the thoughts of Wendy’s crush on Duke.
Eddie always thinks that he and Wendy are meant to be together. He can never imagine that Wendy actually loves Duke.
But he respects her choice. What happened has happened, and he’ll never push her on edge to give him a chance.
“By the way, why do you come here in the midnight?” Wendy was sleeping too soundly to notice the time. She is shocked that it’s
as late as twelve now.
Eddie twisted his lips hard and stands up. When Wendy is confused about what he’s going to do, he bends over and kisses
Wendy on her lips. Then a carefree smirk curves his lips. “Wendy, take care of yourself. Remember not to stick your neck out for
others impetuously, otherwise you’ll get hurt.”
“Also, I know you have a solid stomach, but I hope you can eat less ice-cream at breakfast. Please eat more vegetables even if
you hate them.”
“Don’t go to the wasted land behind our school where you got your ankles sprained.”
“And...”
Eddie rattles off everything he can think of, which gets Wendy dizzy, and she nods at his words numbly.
Finally, Eddie sighs shallowly, “I’m so worried that you fail to take good care of yourself without me.”
“You...” Wendy looks at him confusedly and holds out her hand to touch his forehead. “Do you have a fever? What are you
talking about?”
But Wendy does remember Eddie’s last sentence and says, “If you worry about me, just come to look after me anytime you like.”
Wendy is just a naive sophomore, having zero romance experience, in high school. Reckless as she is, she is so panicked that
she hides away her crush on Duke after she realizes she loves him.
She just gives her first kiss to Eddie, but she thinks it’s a goodnight kiss.
Eddie looks at her and the word “okay” almost slips out of his tongue. Only God knows how much he’s dying to take good care of
her forever, but he’s sane enough to see the purity in her eyes, which means everything but love. After all, she only regards him
as her best friend.

Sometimes, Eddie really hates to be her best friend as all he wants to be is her boyfriend.