Alex has been looking for a sign from the universe. A sign to tell him that he needs to keep fighting. To live on for his brother who died in a tragic car accident.
When Alex stumbles across a man in town wearing a blindfold, holding a sign that say...
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I've been down at Chessman's for less than five minutes and Luca has easily asked ten questions about Alex already. It's driving me fucking nuts but this isn't the mood I want to carry into today, I have a big youth project coming up this weekend and I have to be on top form.
"Do you know if he likes guys?"
My hand runs across my forehead. "I don't know, Luca."
He flashes me an unsure look. "Aren't you friends with him?"
"He lives down the hall from me," I tilt my head towards him. "He used my WiFi and I helped him out during the powercut. That's pretty much it. You know as much as I do."
That's a lie. Of course it's a lie. I know so much more but that's none of his business.
Luca is silent for a moment and I pray that he doesn't continue. Usually I wouldn't mind but for some unknown reason, it's irking me more than I thought it would.
"He's super cute," Luca comments, adjusting his dark brown apron. "Really sweet and innocent."
I internally groan. This is never going to end and Demi isn't even here to save me. I should probably go to work early before Luca starts inviting himself over to Alex's flat without an invitation.
Luca is harmless. Completely harmless but sometimes his desperation shows. And it's sad because I know that all he wants is love and attention. He witnesses Troy walk into the cafe and swoop Demi off his feet. He just wants his own happily ever after.
"Do you know if he applied for that job?"
"Luca," I shake my head and lean forward to grab my cup. "I don't know."
He blinks and for a moment he's startled. Those blue eyes turn to a look of embarrassment, he clenches his throat. "Do you think I should back off?"
I stand from the chair and shrug. "I don't know." I admit. "You should ask him on a date if you think you like him this much."
As soon as the words leave my mouth I regret it. My brows crease and I feel a headache forming between them. What am I even saying... What am I even thinking? Gosh. I need to get the hell out of here.
"Really?" Luca's voice perks up.
I never want to upset him. I certainly don't want to rain on his parade. But I have this protectiveness over Alex, he's still finding his feet, he's still distraught over his brother's death.
"Yeah, whatever," I exhale and walk towards the door. "I need to go to work. See you later."
"Okay, bye."
I don't turn around to see him wave at me, I can see in the reflection of the glass door. My stomach pulsates at the thought of being short with Luca but I don't think Alex could handle someone like him.
Luca is always working at a thousand miles an hour. Alex probably needs calmness, peace. But then I hate myself even more for assuming what Alex needs. I've seen him at his lowest and he hasn't been here long.
