Annah has been giving me weird looks since morning arg what does she have in mind now hopefully nothing illegal because I DO NOT WANT TO SPEND any more DAYS IN A POLICE HOLDING CELL, this is a story for another day but let me just add I was not happy and she always worries me when she looks at me weird.
“heyyyyy Stormy babe” Wink looks insane trying to wink at me closing both her eyes haha “NO,” I say as I walk away from her as fast as I can, I don’t want to know what she has to say.
“Need help Donn?” He just stares at me and starts laughing because he knows Annah has some crazy ideas again “Not really but you can look busy knitting this dough for me until she forgets her mischief thoughts” Well I doubt she will but I can use 20 minutes to just be in a quiet place, there aren’t a lot of people right now.
Okay, hiding time is over I have to go back to the front where the mischievous human is “You know you can never run away from me right? I mean I have keys to your apartment too”.
Ahh, remind me why I gave her my keys again oh yeah I didn’t she came in one day and demanded I give her extra sets of keys and add her info as guardian because I got sick one weekend and no one could come up to my apartment.
She almost cracked my skull that day the way she was so furious. “I always try” she proceeds to stare “I think you will have a boyfriend soon” Wait what did she say I look at her confused and she just smiles and walks away like nothing happened, okay now I’m thinking of running away and changing my identity.
I’m not being dramatic but the last time she said this we ended up at the police station. SEND HELP……
“Black coffee with no sugar and crème please” same person from this morning doesn’t he want something with his coffee that’s not healthy if he only drinks coffee and does not eat anything, why am I worrying about a stranger he probably ate… right???
Damnit Stormy focus and make this good-smelling man a tasteless coffee maybe I can be his sweetness WTF did I just say?!!! Do you know if it’s possible to get a brain transplant or something? Let me know.
Okay before any of my brain farts become audible let me quickly make this coffee.
“7 bucks, anything else?” I asked in a low voice, well this is not your typical “first face” of a café personality but the customers never complain my cuteness makes up for my timidness and shyness.
“To see the colour of your eyes” I could feel my cheeks get warm but I have no idea why his low deep voice just vibrates through my skull I swear if he says one more thing like that I might just pounce him haha (I’m shy not, dead okay) “please,” he said.
OH MY GOD okay okay relax I just slowly lifted my head to his face and it felt like an eternity, how tall is he? I was starting to feel anxious so I just shot my head up and god did I regret it because the angelic man I saw almost made me weak to my knees with his water-blue eyes, perfect thick eyebrows, long lashes, dark short hair and those plump red lips oh mother Mary how could you……
“You could have all the pleasure of starring after your shift ends” Oh my goodness he has dimples, wait, is he smirking and what did he say shoot “Uhm sorry did you say something” he chuckles a little bit while he slips me his phone and 7 bucks for the coffee.
I looked at him dumbly folding like I don’t know the difference between right and left “Your number” he said staring into my eyes like he is trying to see my soul.
As soon as everything registers in my thick skull I start to panic a little bit and I don’t know what to do with myself, I keep looking at the phone and money like I’m about to make a life-changing decision (AND OH BOY IT WAS).
Well might as well get my panic attacks in his arms than on my cold bathroom floor so here goes nothing I put my number in his phone, I had no guts to look at him when I gave his phone back but he just stood there and now I’m wondering what’s going on.
“Can I get a smile first before I leave Stormy” That voice That voice! I look up but don’t meet his intense gaze and smile “Have a nice day Mr….?” he chuckles again “Jackson’’ “uhm have a nice day Mr Jackson” He stares a little bit and turns to leave.
I did not realise I stopped breathing until I felt a bit lightheaded and Annah’s squeaky voice pierced my poor eardrum. What did I do??
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ContoStorm is a 20 year old who wishes to find love that is only shared with him, a man who will be his alone. will he be able to find him? or will he be left feeling unwanted?
