You are my star! (On Break)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

2 am:

I can't sleep. I keep thinking about him. His fine hands and beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I don't know if it was a bad idea of texting him, but it's already done.

'' I wonder what he is doing?''

What am I doing? Why am I thinking of him like that? I shouldn't.

Why. Why does my life have to be like that? The love of my life is gone. I work to pay my bills. I don't know where my parents are either. Are they in Cuba? Or maybe in Italy? Who would know?

I must start working in 2 hours and I can't even get one minute of sleep who knows how many coffees I'm going to mess up or drop on the floor...

I should go to sleep. Bye, see you later, little reader.

7 am:

I am already tired and I have still 8 hours of work to do. I have a little break but it's not enough time for me to fall asleep.

-Michael, get your butt here right now!!

-Maria let me have my break, please!

-I don't care. There is a customer that wants to talk to you!

I got up and walked to the corner.

-How can I help you?

I look up and couldn't believe my eyes. It was him. The hot, sexy emo boy.

-I came to say sorry.

-for what may I ask?

-I didn't respond to your text. My phone broke last night and I went to get it fixed today.

I saw the guilt build up in his eyes. I could feel it too. I took his hand and on a burden I said.

-Maybe to apologize, you could stay a little bit longer and take your black coffee.

-That would be a pleasure. If you don't mind, I would take a brownie too for the road.

-Coming right away!

I went to make his coffee and take a brownie. When I look back at him, he was sitting in front of the counter, looking at me or maybe my butt?

I could hear the song that was playing at that moment. It was a lovely song. It was ''those eyes by New West.'' Really good song. I was humming to the song without even knowing. Looked at him again. He had a small smile on his face. That's when I remembered I was finished with everything.

-Here is your coffee monsieur.

-Call me Noah.

He got up and left, leaving 20 dollars in front of me.

11 pm:

''Noah, Noah, Noah, Noah...''

It was such a coincidence. It couldn't be him. He was gone a long time ago.

I was crying and lonely in my bed. It hurt so much. How can someone that only came 2 times to the coffee shop hurt me like that? With just a name!

I didn't know if I could ever recover from losing him, but he probably did. He is everything to me and I am nothing without him. My head is a mess as he never left. I can't stop thinking about what would've happened if he hadn't left at all...

I have this feeling that he still thinks of me. Maybe I am too clingy, but I want him back now...

It doesn't matter anymore since I don't care. He isn't coming back and neither is my heart anymore.

I shouldn't think like that, but I do.

I love him so damn much that I miss his touch. His smile and his eyes. it feels like he left me forever.

I think I'm ready to give up on life now. The pain I felt after losing him hurts way more than anything else I have ever experienced. The pain of knowing that ill never see him again.

I will never know if he loves me or not. Whether he was using me or not. I prefer not to know...

I fell asleep after this fight in my head.

637 words.