"you know that you want me~" - SKEPHALO

7

So the time passed and now it was 9 P. M

Zack was preparing to leave the cafe so he was cleaning all stuff there. Karl already left because he was 'busy'. We all know that he was busy with Nick. They probably went on a date or something. Today, when Zack come back here, Karl was blushing so hard at the phone. When he saw Zack he immediately closed the phone and started to do a coffee, under the pretext that he was 'working'. Little did he knew that Zack already saw that.

As he was cleaning stuff there, the only thing he could think of is Darryl. "I can't believe I asked him out... Stupid! Stupid! Stupid Zack! How did I thought he will wanna go out with someone like me... He probably said 'yes' because he didn't wanted to be rude... And I didn't even got his phone number! I didn't even told him to meet me somewhere! Augh! How can I be so dumb! " Zack thought as he put his hand on his face. He was kinda mad on himself for being such a freak and probably scaring Darryl.

He was now at the counter, looking straight at the table where Darryl sat, not a long time ago on the same day.
"Why am I on love with such a man? I don't even know him... Should I try to stop my feelings? Or maybe I shouldn't... And than he's too good for me... But why was I mean to him? When I am wonderful, and so kind. At least that's what Karl said... I should stop thinking of him... Maybe he has someone. Oh wait. Nick said something about a guy. I already have no chance. " Zack told to himself as he stopped for a second and just layed on the counter. He looked down. For some reason, he felt sad. He felt like his heart was dying. Like a knife was stabbbing his heart constantly and he couldn't help it. Now, feeling all this stuff, he knew what he was feeling. LOVE. But only the ugly side of it, at least for now.

He than walked in the back, in another room. That was the room where they were keeping all the stuff for what they were serving. He took some lemons and went back.

He started to make some lemonade, one of his favorite drinks. As he was making the lemonade he heard the bell from the top of the door. He than remembered that he forgot to put that sign on the door with "closed". He didn't even tried to see who entered. He just keeps making the lemonade.

"Sorry, but we closed. " He said on a tone that sounded more dead than alive.

The person from there, the one who just entered, didn't even moved. He guessed that by the fact that the bell didn't rang the second time.

He sighs as he keeps making that drink. Than he said it one more time.

"We closed, please leave and come back tomorrow. "He said as he started to feel that person's eyes looking straight at him. Scanning him. He just felt weird knowing that a weird someone was doing that. He didn't knew what to do anymore. For a second he even forgot what he was doing. He froze. He was scared to turn to that person face to face.

He put his hand on a half of a lemon, just in case. If that person was coming closer he would squeeze that lemon in their eyes.

He could feel that the person who was still staring at him was now smiling. But he was trying not to freak out.