Ch 3: Coffee shop, 3 pm sharp.

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As i waited in the cafe, wearing a black jacket around my white shirt and jeans. One hand in my pocket, the other holding my phone. Messaging Cory gets annoying sometimes.

3:30pm

Cory: bro don't tell me she stood you up?💀
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As you looked up from your phone, you saw Sophie in a yellow flowery top with some white leggings and some sunglasses on her head. She glared at me''You look....nice.'' 

I stared in shock. ''uhh, thanks Sophie? You do too..?'' i gestured over to a table and pulled open a chair for her, ''milady?'' I tried to break the silence, She looked at me abruptly and started to blush ''wh-who are you calling milady?'' she stood up and accidentally slipped from the slippery carpet. Because of my reflexes I quickly stood behind her and caught her. There was a 5 second realization before we stood back up straight and dusted of our clothes, we both sat back down and started to talk.

''So about the project, we're going to be spending some time together, where'd you like to go?'' I asked, reasonably. She stared me down ''just a little netflix and chill is fine with me''

isn't that a date idea??

I didn't realize how long i was staring at her when she snapped me back into the world. ''Zach? Zachary? what would you like to order dummy?'' I looked up abruptly to see the waiter standing their impatiently, ''uh just a latte macchiato, thanks.'' the waiter nodded and wrote it down the she turned to Sophie ''and what about you ma'am? what would you like?'' she asked. ''I'll just get cappuccino! thank you!'' she said with a smile.

The waiter nodded and left to get our coffees, ''Zachary? what's up with you? you've been zoning out a lot dumbass, you okay?'' she asked in a half-concerned half-don't talk to me kind of vibe.

I smirked at her, ''awh someone cares about me a lot huh?'' I could see a blush spreading across her face. ''No! why would i even think to care, Zachary? Jeez sometimes you don't have a brain''

I glanced at her, this was a fun little game we're playing, so why not continue?

''Yeah i might not have a brain but i have your heart'' She looked back at me with a shocked face, her face getting redder.

Then she smirked and glanced back at me, ''Oh Zachary Yeoh, You can't handle me, one day with me and you'll be sweating'' she said coming closer to me. I inched back on my chair looking into her eyes, and that's when the waiter came and gave us our coffee. ''If y'all are gonna get touchy touchy take your boyfriend and get a room!'' she said to Sophie.

Sophie blushed and so did i, then she sat the coffees on our table and left, we stared at the coffee, and then back at  each other and then we just burst out into laughter.

''HAHAHAHAHAHAAGHH SHE THINKS WE'RE DATING! ZACHARY CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!'' Sophie said clapping her hands.

I chuckled along with her, then i stared at her seriously and went

''what if we were?(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)'' as a joke.

then her face turned back into that red color that it was before.

''you know what Soph? we should hang out more, that blush color really goes well with your outfits hm?''

She literally looked like a tomato.

''s-so back to the uh....project...'' she said trying to avoid my gaze and started drinking her coffee.

''Yes my love?'' i joke teasingly while staring at her. She spit her coffee onto me in shock.

''m-my love.... OH WAIT OH FUCK IM SO SORRY'' she says while desperately trying to rub the stained coffee off my shirt with a paper towel.

I looked at her, this was a weird scenario, i never thought, the girl who hated me the most would be trying to rub off stained coffee from my shirt, while in a cafe, in public.

''you're making it worse you know?'' I sighed, laughing a little, when I ran my fingers through my wet coffee hair, she looked at me stunned and she claimed she had to go to the bathroom and ran off.

I looked down, slightly smiling from this encounter but then i realized-

AREN'T WE SUPPOSED TO BE DISCUSSING (not flirting) ABOUT THIS GOD DAMN PROJECT?!

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