Til Death Do Us Part

Chapter 1

~Dan's POV~

     I've been coming to the local University Starbucks for over a week now. I'm not a huge fan of coffee and people who think that they are better than everyone else, but there's only one reason why I kept on going day after day. Him. One of the employees. He's so perfect; from his ocean blue eyes, to his paper white skin, to his jet black hair. He literally looks like a angel from heaven; so sweet and innocent. He hasn't yet noticed my consistency, I only order a latte when he's not at the register. When he is, which I have figured out is every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Friday, I take my laptop, pretending to do something important. In all honesty, it's just me having my laptop out, staring at him. I know I probably sound like a freaky stalker, but there's just something about him that makes me do things I would never do for anyone else.

     Today was a Monday, he was making coffee. I had ordered and payed for my very unprofessional-like drink, a Double Chocolate Chip Latte, and was waiting. I leaned on the wall, taking my black iPhone out and going on Tumblr to kill time. After a couple of minutes, I put it away, lifting my head towards the pickup station. Without warning, my angel pokes his head out of the working station, with my latte in hand. Shit shit shit! He looked at the cup, then to the small group of people in the room. "Dan, your order is ready!" he calls out. Oh my God, his voice; it's so perfect and cute! I look at him, blushing hard. He looks at me with those wide aqua eyes as I make my way towards him. I'm taller than him, so he has to look up to meet my eyes; how cute!

"Dan?" he breathlessly asks.

     I nod, because I don't trust my own voice right now; I don't want to stutter or do anything stupid in front of him. He wordlessly offers me my latte, and I take it. Our fingers accidentally touch, making him release a small gasp, and I smile, pretending to not hear it.

"Thanks," I beam. I feel my dimple poke out.

     He looks down and plays with his fingers, "Um... you're welcome."

     He soon realizes what he's doing, and turns around to go back to work. I walk to a small table with a stupid smile on my face. I sit down and sip my drink quietly, although my inner emotions make me want to jump around and squeal. I decide to text my best friend, Pj, and tell him what had just happened.

Hey!! You wouldn't believe what happened to me at Starbucks!

He texts me back almost immediately.

Awwwww, did Danny make eye contact with his precious little boyfriend??? ^-^

Even better! Our hands touched when he held my cup!!!!!! Literally dead!!!

K Danny Boy, don't get all fangirly in public, I know that you're probably still there drooling over him! ;p

You know me so well haha. Gonna go drool some more ;)

Cya

     I chuckle and put my phone in my black leather jacket pocket. I look around for a little while, then back to him. He's focused on making someone's coffee, his face scrunched up and his eyebrows furrowed. I can tell he's trying to make it picture perfect. He's so adorable! I notice that he's passing out all of the coffees today. What happened to that blonde girl? I'm not complaining, though, this allows me to swoon over his beautiful face even more.

     After about an hour and a half into it, he looks at me. There's no line, so this gives him more time to study my face. I suddenly get self-conscious, and look down at my lap, biting my lip. I can feel him staring at me. This goes on for what seems like hours, when someone finally walks in. He takes one last look at me, then turns away.

     I lift my head back up to look at him making the lady's drink, concentration written all over his face. I smile; he is the cutest thing ever! Once he's done, he looks back at me, and smiles back. I blush and look down at my phone, checking the time. 15:07. What? I've been here for almost three hours!? I bite my lip and look back at him. His facial expressions tells me that he's wondering if I'm going to leave soon. I nod slightly. I get up and walk out, not wanting to see his disappointed face. I'll probably go there tomorrow anyways. I wish I hadn't been such a pussy when I left though, I should have talked to him before I left. Oh well, I'll see him soon enough. I walk back to my dorm with a little smirk on my face, knowing at least I had made a little progress with him.

A/N: Hey guys, Luna here! Hope you enjoyed the first Chapter of Til Death Do Us Part!! First announcement, this story's updates will be weekly! There will be a new chapter every Saturday! Yay! Thank you all for reading, I can tell that this story can go far!! Wow, that's a lot of exclamation points, I'm just too excited! Love you all, peace!!✌