Assassin In Love With His Target

Chapter 2

Hi guys... This is a very exciting chapter :) ....

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Noah's POV:

I'm walking down the hall from my room, freshly clothed, to pick up Delilah. It's coffee... Not a date. I have to kill her. It's only coffee, just keep saying it in your head, coffee just coffee...

I knock on her hotel room door and then she answers... Looking absolutely gorgeous! She's wearing skin coloured tights with a blue short skater skirt and a white top which says in big bold black letters 'BOOM!' With a zig zagged bubble around it. She's put on a bit more make up than before, her eye liner is thicker and so is her mascara but she does look... Oh...my...god... Words can not explain!

'Oh hi...' She smirks

'I have come to pick you up?'

'Right yeah, nearly forgot' she's now giggling.

She didn't nearly forget! I'm an assassin I can see right through people. She's trying to look smart with the what-ever look. Which makes her look 100% more hot.

'Yeah, well... shall we go?'

'Mmm-hmmm.... Let me just put my shoes on' she says slipping her feet into some black and white vans grabbing her leather jacket.

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We arrived at the coffee house that she works in, well I don't know that yet, and she's got our table while I'm ordering the coffees. I know exactly how she likes it because of her information I found out earlier, 2 sugars and not a lot of milk.

I grab and pay for our coffees and then walk back to the table.

'Here you are...' I say stretching my arm over to her.

'Thanks Noah' she smirks, softly taking the coffee out of my hand.

'So...' I say sitting down.

'What do you do for a living?'

'Well I go to uni, I'm studying to be a veterinary nurse, And I have a part time job here, what about your self?' She says tilting her head curiously...

Crap... What do i do? What do I do?....

'Oh I... Urm... I... I work for .... I'm a mechanic...' I say hesitating.

Shittest job ever! Urgh why did I have to say mechanic ... I quickly take the conversation somewhere else...

'So you work here then? In Central Perk?' I ask hoping she falls for it.

'Yeah, I do... Just to keep the food on the table' she's says whilst smiling at me.

Gosh she's gullible, I smirk... We keep chatting small talk until I bring up her parents...

'So what are your parents like?' I ask

'Oh my mums an accountant and she's lovely... She's all I have left. Because, well, my dad died 5 years ago when I was 16...' She says...

She's stopped smiling and is constantly looking down at her coffee and stirring it...

'Hay, don't be sad. It's okay...' I say standing up from the table...

'Come on, I got somewhere to show you' I say reaching out for her hand.

She's takes it gently and we're hand in hand walking down the street. Gosh this feels good. It feels like she's mine, it feels like everyone around us will see that she's mine because we are holding hands. I start smiling like an idiot....