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"Why you following me?"
"You have an interesting life"
He was a boy looking for an adventure.
She was a girl looking for a meaning to life.
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Cover made by: @moonlitcloudx
TW: mention of suicide, self-harm etc,
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I enter into the grocery store and walk down towards the frozen food section. I started putting different type of chicken into the cart.
What? I love chicken.
I pick some pasta,prawns, ready-made pancakes, bacon and a bunch of stuff I don't know nor need.
As I was walking I bumped into someone and everything in my cart falls to the ground. "Watch where you're going freak." A weird looking old man with beards that look unkempt bumped in my shoulder and walked past me
"I'm the one that was crashed into freak." I retort
He stops in his tracks and turns around walking back to my direction
Great
"What'd you say cuñt?" I could smell the alcohol in his breath
"Okay let me rephrase this, Fuck You prick." I spit at him
He raises his hand to slap me, I close my eyes waiting for the impact. Only that it does not come, I slowly open my eyes.
A man In grey sweatpants and a sleeveless white top that says "I Love California" is holding the dirty beard man's hand. I take in his appearance, he's super attractive. His hair blond and his eyes the color of the sea. He had a piercing on his mouth and a couple on his ear. He looks like the kind of man your mummy tells you to stay away from. Okay Alex now's not the time to be analyzing someone.
I couldn't help but look down to his arm that's holding the drunkie which is covered tattoos, no let me rephrase that... His whole body is covered in tattoos!
"Just go Tom." He says calmly, oh, he knows the dirty beard man.
Drunkie, well Tom, removes his arm from the unknown man and runs out as far as his drunken legs could take him, and trust me that's not very fast.
Coward.
"Hey, I'm sorry about him, he does that all the time." Stranger says
I turn my attention to his beautiful face "He does what? Assault people who are just trying to get groceries." I arch a brow.
He chuckles and it's the most beautiful sound I've ever heard, of course I'm not telling him that.
"Yeah, something like that." he replies
"Well I don't think that's quite normal, he needs multiple therapy sessions and rehab." I smile back at him
"I agree" he laughs
I bend down pick up all my groceries and put them back where they were before sicko thought it was a epic idea to knock it down.
"Well, thanks for helping, it was nice meeting you." I smile
He raises his hand and I flinch back, stumbling backwards. He looks at me weirdly. "Can we shake?" He asks, his and still hanging in the air
"Like a handshake?" I asked stupidly
Of course like a handshake ya idiot,
He chuckles and nods his head yes
I bring my hand to his and shake his briefly and I turn around walking to the counter to pay for the groceries.
After paying, I head over to the exit, before I could open it I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turn around to see the grey sweatpants dude, I stare at him awaiting his reason for stopping me.
"I- I didn't catch your name." He scratches the back of neck nervously.
Tattooed guy, "stay away from him" momma guy, hot dude, NERVOUS? That's a first, I thought he was going to be more of cocky fuckboy. He probably still is
"You didn't ask." With that I turned around and exited the store.
