You're Early [ManxBoy]

Chapter 8: Because I Do

Logan Lerman as Paul Vamps------>

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Charles (it's about time!)

As I've done for the past few weeks, I sat down in the far back where the restrooms were. Even though this part of the shop was practically hidden from everywhere else, it gave me a perfect view of the windows. Or should I say the window seats. No, it's more like the people in the window seats.

Okay, it's the person in the window seat.

It's that same hot guy that I see here every day. And before you ask, no, I am not stalking him. We just both seem to like the same place.

As always, he takes occasional sips of his latte all while writing down every now and then inside what looks like an accountant book.

He sometimes wear glasses, which gives him the sexy nerd look. Look at me, being all observant and whatnot.

'You're being just like Ciara'

'No, I'm not. It's different'

'How so? Wait, I know. You actually knew about her crush on you. And this guy doesn't even know of your existence.'

'That's not true!'

'I'm your subconscious. Your lies put the bull in bullshit'

"Excuse me." A hand waved in front of my face. My eyes watered lightly as I lifted my gaze to see puppy blue eyes looking back at me.

"Oh." I tried to plaster a smile on my face, but erased the idea immediately after knowing it'd look less pleasant and more perverted.

"Yeah," He chuckled awkwardly. "I'm sorry to interrupt your break-"

"No, it's fine." I cut him off.

He chuckled again, this one less awkward and more natural.

"I couldn't help but notice that you were reading a John Green book." He leaned down a bit. "The Fault of Our Stars, nice choice. I love his work. He's the reason why I majored in literature." He said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah."

"Well, um, too work his like I." I said quickly, internally fangirling that this guy, the guy I've been eye raping ever since I first saw him in that window seat was actually sitting across from me, talking to me.

He laughed and scrunched up his brows adorably." What?"

"I-I mean I like his work too." I smiled nervously. God Charles! You're a grown ass man! Grow some fucking balls and lick his.

Okay now I was getting a little ahead of myself. The entire time we conversed on different things we liked, like books, authors and other things you kids could careless about, my erratic heartbeat didn't flatter for a second. Is this what it feels like to have a heart attack?

"I'll see you around." He stood and waved and small wave in my direction. I won't lie. When he stood, I eyed his ass.

Mm bubbly

Although I was frozen like a statue and smiling like the joker, I was relieved that he didn't point out my awkward and weirdness.

"Oh," He halted and turned around. "I didn't get your name."

My name? What's my name again?

"I'm hard Charles." I smiled and then shook my head frantically. "I mean hardy Charles. No!" The entire time I was trying to get my name out, and right, he was laughing. I didn't care whether he was laughing at me or because of my constant mistake.