GET UP

Once In a Life Time

"Excuse me, maam, are you alright?" the handsome boy said to me and again i wasn't able to speak instead i just slammed my door

"Oh my god, what is he doing here?" I said to myself, "Is he stalking him? What the heck?" I was in a panic because how did the boy at the coffee shop know where I lived? "Uh, I can hear you; I'm still here." I froze as soon as I said that. Oh my god, did I say that all out loud?

I took a deep breath and opened the door, and there he was. This time he was right in front of my door, looking at me. We were face to face. I knew I had to keep my cool because if I didn't, I was going to seem crazy.

Hi," I said in a very obviously nervous tone. Hi," he greeted back. "So you live here?" Well, yeah, obviously he does. "Yeah, I live here. I recently moved in. Vernon, nice to meet you." Vernon, I finally got his name. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you too. You work at the coffee shop right?"

Yes, I work at the coffee shop." We just stood there and stared at each other until Vernon broke the silence. "I'm sorry I startled you. I was just trying to move my furniture in." "Oh, no worries." It was so awkward that I wanted to rip all my hair out.

Uhm, well, see you later, Vernon," I said in the most awkward tone ever. "See you later, y/n." I closed my door, and I immediately let out the biggest sigh of relief. After a couple seconds, I heard Vernon's apartment door close, so I went back to my bedroom.

TIME SKIP: SATURDAY 10:50 AM

I wake up the next morning and check my phone, only to see that the time on my phone says 10:50 AM. I'm 4 hours late for work. "OH MY GOD, WHAT THE HELL, HOW DID I SLEEP IN SO MUCH?" I let out an extremely loud scream, loud enough to wake up the whole world.

Then all of a sudden I hear a knock on my door. "Oh my god, can these people leave me alone? I'm so late for work." I opened the door and said in an annoyed voice, "What do you want?" But as soon as I realized who was standing behind my door, I suddenly felt relaxed.

"Hi Y/N Are you okay? You're screaming a lot." Vernon says with a genuinely worried tone, "Oh, was I that loud? Sorry, I'm just having a rough morning. It's 10 a.m., I'm 4 hours late for work, and I'm probably going to get fired. Vernon suddenly cuts me off from my rambling, "Y/N, it's Saturday."

I look at him confused. "No, it's literally Friday. What are you talking about, look" I pull out my phone, only to see that he was right after all. It's freaking Saturday, and I was freaking out over nothing.

I hear Vernon snickering, "What's so funny? I was really going to cry because I thought I was going to get fired today." I say in a sad voice, "I'm sorry, Y/N. I wasn't laughing to make fun of you; I was laughing because I thought you were cute." As soon as he said that, I froze.

Wait, not like that, it's just... "I know what you meant Vernon, don't worry." I close my door and walk to my room to take a shower. As I was showering, I kept thinking about him calling me cute. Did he really mean it? Should I have let him finish what he said?

I brush it off because it probably meant nothing to him anyway. I walk out of my apartment building only to see Vernon standing there. He looked like he was waiting for someone. his girlfriend maybe?

As soon as Vernon looked up and saw me walking down the stairs, he said, "Oh, Y/N, you're ready, let's go." I was so confused. Where were we going?