Ume Tahirović

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pizza delivery boy

Halloween, Lejla's favourite time of the year. Lejla had always loved dressing up, even as a little girl.
Lejla's family had always hosted a Halloween party and just because she is now an adult and off at school, it didn't mean she is going to stop the party. Hell no. If anything, she knew it'd be crazier than any party her parents could throw after all, it'd be full of young adults getting drunk in fancy dress and no doubt fucking in any corner they could.

Lejla made a mental note to lock her bedroom door before people started to turn up.

Most of her housemates had gone off to different parties around the city and only one remained, Nejla.

"Get the door Lejla!" Nejla yelled from her room where she was well, Lejla didn't know what but she didn't want to even question it.

Lejla groaned but dragged herself to answer the front door, having barely heard it over the music she had playing.

On the other side of the door stood a male with dark hair and brown, doe eyes. He was wearing a pizza delivery uniform, a piece of paper in his hands.

"You're early." Lejla mumbled, taking in his outfit. "Pizza delivery guy, huh? Honestly never seen that one before." Lejla mused, flashing the attractive stranger a grin. He blinked a few times then showed you the paper. "Wait, you're actually a delivery guy?"

"Yeah." He nodded slowly. "Am I at the wrong place?"

"No, I just wasn't aware we ordered anything. One sec." Lejla backed up into the hallway to stand at the bottom of the stairs. "Yah! Did you order pizza?!" Lejla yelled. Nejla grunted back a yes in response.

Lejla shuddered and returned to the door. "Guess you definitely are." She looked at the paper, reading the order. "How much did she order?"

"Having a party, I assume?" He chuckled, looking at Lejla's outfit up and down.

"Nah, I just like dressing like a sexually frustrated Victorian woman in my spare time." He let out a breath of understanding.

"We all have our kinks." He teased and Lejla rolled her eyes, reaching out to nudge him in faux offence. He giggled and she couldn't help but smile, laughing to herself.

"Were you really flirting with the delivery guy?"

Lejla looked at him over again, slower to really take in every inch of his being.

Yes. She were definitely flirting with the delivery guy.

"So, should I start bringing it up?" He asked, pointing over his shoulder to the car parked on the road.

"Oh right, yeah, I'll help."

"Okay." He grinned, glad for the help and together, Lejla ferried the takeout from the car and into the kitchen.

He looked down curiously as Lejla set up the boxes on the counters, around already existing food displays.

"Wow, you guys really like Halloween, huh?" He spoke, looking at all the decorations in awe. A lot of which the two girls had made by hand the months before ass it was cheaper than buying some that probably wouldn't even fit their ideas anyway.

"We hate it."

"You're really sarcastic, huh?"

"Never." Lejla looked at him then to see him grinning at her in amusement. "You know, you kind of look familiar." Lejla tilted her head at him, knitting her brows together.

"So do you. Maybe we've crossed paths before?" He suggested, looking as lost as Lejla felt trying to recall why she felt like she'd seen him before.

"Yeah maybe. Do you go to school here?"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 17, 2023 ⏰

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