you know the girls that got serenaded and handed roses in the nobody gotta know music video? yeah, well... that's you.
what happens when you meet back up with a boy you never thought you'd see again? and does friendship stand a chance when love is i...
after i ran into that girl at starbucks this morning i couldn't get her out of my mind. there was just something about her that kept me thinking of her all day. she had a beautiful smile and gorgeous brown hair... she was breathtaking.
jonah must've noticed i wasn't too focused on recording today "yo corbyn you good? you seem a little zoned out today?" he asked "oh, uh yeah... i'm just... tired, i guess... really needed my coffee today haha" i said, lying. i didn't want to tell him about the girl from starbucks, he'd probably laugh about how i'm so out of it from thinking about a girl i don't even know. luckily when the guys seen coffee spilled all down my shirt, they just laughed and assumed i had done it myself... i didn't correct them.
i just hope when, or if, i go back and see her that i don't embarrass myself. i mean either me or one of the guys go to that starbucks atleast once a day for coffees... but now i'm a little embarrassed after running into her. it was just as much my fault as it was hers, i wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. i just hope i can atleast get her number next time i go in.
𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮 —𝗒/𝗇'𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗏— today i made sure i was at work on time, so no events from yesterday repeated themselves. it was the morning rush so there were people packed in ordering coffees and bagels, setting up their laptops and conversating with friends. the morning rush always overwhelmed me, but today it was doing a good job of distracting me.
although i had hoped he wouldn't... i was kind of sad that corbyn hadn't showed up again. i don't really know why i was expecting him to come back, i wouldn't. but i decided that i was just going to forget the whole thing and whatever happens, happens.
my eyes had been scanning the door all morning so when i finally got a break, i took the opportunity to hide out in the back room away from the crowd... and also to hide myself incase corbyn showed up. i took about a 10 minute break and then headed back out to continue my shift. by now the morning rush had calmed down a lot, so the room felt less stuffy now.
as i walked back towards the front counter i noticed a boy walking out the door. i only caught a glimpse of the back of his head, but i felt like i knew who he was. it definitely wasn't corbyn, the boy was much shorter with a different hairstyle. my heart fluttered a bit at the hope of who i thought it might've been... but surely i was wrong, surely it couldn't have been him.
it's not that i even seen his face or heard his voice, but it's almost as if i just felt like it was him... or perhaps it was just my mind playing tricks on me. i'm not sure... but i have a strong feeling it was him... it was zach herron. ___________________________________
