the mental break down.....(love that)

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Pretty Boy...

It was a dreary Saturday morning. I start my day around 9:30 in the morning. Though I was surprised that I woke up that early, considering my week. I barely had the energy to put on pants let alone go out for sustenance, but alas, I managed to drag myself outside. I live in a more suburban area, so I could drive, but I tend to walk more often because diesel is expensive here in Miami, I also need to go outside I've been in such a bad depressive episode I need some relief. I put in my AirPods and walk outside not caring that my hair is getting wet or my two-day-old mascara. I throw up the hood on my jacket and stuff my hands in my jean pockets, it started to rain harder. I don't care. My airforces are soaked along with my socks {which is the most awful feeling ever.}

 I was staring at my feet as I walked I stepped off the curb to cross the street and all of a sudden someone yanks me back and I end up losing my balance and falling to the ground I see a car race by without hesitation for the stop sign. " great now all of me is soaked." I say aloud. I look up to see who pulled me back. he looks down at me. " would you rather I let you get hit by a fucking car?!" he raises his voice, making other people stare. I get up off the sidewalk, I look up at him " maybe you should've!" I say angrily. he looks baffled by my statement. " a-are you good ?" he asked slightly concerned. I look away and say nothing. I feel tears start forming in my eyes, and a lump in my throat. meanwhile, it's starting to rain harder. the raven-haired boy stands closer to me to cover me with his umbrella to shield me from the rain. I look down at my feet. " I uhh I've had a rough week. " I say my voice quavering. I look up at his dark eyes, trying not to bawl my eyes in front of this oddly attractive guy. "oh." he looks at me with pity. I hate that so much.

 I unpause my music and look before I cross the street and stomp away with a sullen expression. I couldn't hear anything so I didn't know if he followed me or not and I don't care. I finally reach the coffee shop and when I'm standing in line, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see the same raven-haired boy standing there looking at me. " um did you follow me? And why?!" I ask perplexed. he looks down and rubs the back of his head. he rolls his eyes " I just was wondering why you stormed off ... pun intended. also you never thanked me for saving your life and I never got your name." he stated annoyed. I huff " well I appreciate it but I didn't need you to intervene " I go to turn away and he grabs my wrist, and I wince. I could tell he noticed it tensed up. he let go. I glance at him to try and see his expression. he looks angry but sad at the same time I guess one might call it a look of stoicism. I turn around and look at him. "I'm sorry. I'm not in the greatest mood as you can tell and I'm sorry I don't even know you but thank you for saving me from getting hit by a car." I say with a bit of exasperation. 

He furrows his brows a bit " why'd you flinch when I grabbed your wrist hm?" he said it with slight anger in his tone. I rub the back of my neck. "uh nothing I just don't like being touched too much ya know?" I say sheepishly. He eyes me with doubt " yeah right, but you're welcome and I think as a thank you further you should take me for lunch." he raises his eyebrows, and I scoff. "really and now I have to take you to lunch c'mon bro." I say with some brat energy. He looks down at me and leans close to my face I could feel his breath on my lips it smelled of mint { I mean I would hope he brushed his teeth bc that frickin nasty asf.} I could feel the blood rush to my face out of being perturbed. [pre-turbd-ness: the pronunciation, it  basically means embarrassment.] " it's your turn in line," he whispered. I could feel the heat coming off my face after he backed up. I know my face was red as a chile. 

I turn around to face the barista at the counter, I actually am friends with her, so when I walked up to her she knew. " so what'll you be having looove bird?" she smirks. I roll my eyes, " just the usual thank you. also for your information, I just met him like twenty minutes ago so hop off my dick." I whisper yell. She nods her head and rolls her eyes. I hand her my debit card to pay she swipes and she starts making my drink. I move over to the right of the counter to stand by the drink pickup, so I can get my coffee and leave as fast as I can. she finishes my drink but she sets it behind the counter while she takes the dark-haired boy's order. once she finishes, she gets him his food THEN she walks over with my drink and says " so he told me to tell you to wait bc he wants you to take him to lunch, and side not he's really hot so giiirrrl you better do it before I dooo.". I grunt, "fine. only because he is actually really cute." I give in.

 I walk over to him. " so I will agree to take you to lunch only if I get to know you first, so do you want to sit down for a bit?" I try with a slight smile. he smiles " yeah sure!" he agrees. we go and sit at this two-seater table by the glass window. I look out of it for a minute before he breaks the silence. " so you wanna get to know me right, right so my name is Arny Parsons, I'm twenty-three, and I'm a content creator. that's my occupation btw, all of my socials are capital B burlap spelled with I instead of u and then an underscore after. oh, also my birthday is April 18th. I'm an Aries. Now it's your turn." he states I huff a little. " ok my name is charisma, it's spelled like the word. I'm 22, my birthday is November 8th, 1999. all of my socials are lowercase rizz1108, and my work socials are MiamiTattooCo._ and I'm a Scorpio." I say as he raises his eyebrows." that's cool so you work at a tattoo shop?! that's awesome. I love tattoos. I have a whole bunch." I smirk a bit " honey I don't work at the tattoo shop I own the company. I have like four or five shops around the country. I just manage the money and social media. " I state. his eyes widened, " so where are the shops I'm curious?" he asks I go on my phone to double check before I tell an accidental lie. " I have one here obviously, one in LA, one in Vegas, another in colorado, and the last one is in Delaware which is where I started the company. " I say now suddenly feeling proud of my accomplishments. 

" damn you make my job look dumb as hell, your accomplishments make mine look like a participation award-like girl." he chuckles. I giggle a bit. yes well, I've been interning and dealing with tattoo-related things since I was fifteen so I've had my fair share of failures and mishaps. so don't feel too bad." I laugh. I had already finished my coffee, has the time passed that fast already? I look at my phone to check the time it was almost noon already, I mean it is almost lunch time so I guess we could leave now I dont- my thoughts were cut off by Arny " Do you wanna leave now, it's almost noon if we walk to the restaurant well get there about 12: 20ish" i nod in reply we throw our trash away and leave the coffee shop, that was the beginning of a new chapter of my life, a chapter of lasting happiness. Hopefully ;)




Also, this is set for the time of 2022 so like present-day ykwim? 

side note: there will EVENTUALLY be a lil bit of smut but its mostly up to your imagination tbh bc i cant be writing all this stuff about a person who could potentially see it lmao soooo ur on ur own darling.

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