Pretty Face☕

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I waited outside the steps of my favorite coffee shop. "Cmon where is he. " i huffed looking around. "PIERCE!" I turned to see my best friend Zach running towards me. I laughed as he stumbled over to face me, sweat dripping from the sides of his face. Was he rushing? "What took you so long? " I raised my eyebrow while crossing my arms to wait for his response. He took a while to respond as he tried to catch his breath, breathing heavily from running. Finally he spoke in an innocent tone, "I'm sorry I was on my way here but I found myself a cutie and I had to sneak his digits. He was so distracting." He bit his lip going over one if his snake bites in the process as the wind blew his messy brown hair outta his face. I gotta a admit, for a faggot he looks good. I rolled my eyes and smirked,"Such a fag." A smile spread widely across his face as he elbowed me lightly and teased,"speak for yourself lesbo." I sighed pretending to not know what he was talking about. He followed behind me as I entered the coffee shop to order the usual. "French vanilla decaf please." I told the lady at the front. Zach sat at a table close to the back right by a window and I sat next to him once I retrieved my coffee. I took a sip and let the creamy vanilla taste soothe in. "Ahh. I love this stuff." I took another sip. A guy came rushing in the shop, looking around as if he misplaced something. He looked towards us and relaxed a bit and calmly walked over. "Zachary. " he spoke his voice somewhat deep and husky. I almost laughed as Zach nearly melted in his chair. He got up excitedly and hugged what I believe is his boyfriend. "Davy!" Such a fag. "So this is the cutie you met today?" I asked with a smirk. Zach nodded enthusiastically still hugging on Dave. "So what brings you here? You already saw me once today, I guess you just can't get enough of me." Zach said flirtatiously to Dave. The modest bastard. I choked trying to hold back a giggle. Dave blushed hard but sighed and his face went to a casually serious face. He must be the uptight one in the relationship. "I uh...I came to see you cause you didn't text me back..."he said embarrassed as he pulled out his phone and showed that he texted him. It said "Hey sexy." OH MY LMAO ROFL. Zach blushed and kissed him. My jaw dropped in shock. I swear I saw some tongue action going on. Dave surely was enjoying it. I looked around and saw people looking and whispering at the scene. Oh God. Lemme stop this before something bad happens. I stood abruptly and spoke loud enough for the two to break the kiss and focus their attention on me. "Oh well it was nice to meet you Dave." I looked at Zach giving him a "you're causing another scene" face. Zach stuck his tongue out at me and pouted. Dave looked around confused obviously oblivious to the situation. "Lets get outta here." I suggested. Both of them looked at each other then back at me. "Ummm I know we just met up to hang out and all but do ya think we could hang some other time?" Zach asked lacing his hand into Dave's. "Jerk." I said a bit too bluntly. He frowned and pleaded with his eyes. What the hell dude? How could he leave his best friend so soon? We just met up. The fucking traitor. I huffed,"Whatever. " I said as I stormed out the coffee shop not caring what Zach was yelling from behind me.I'm the type of person to walk out on situations or else things will happen that's not intended. That struck a nerve. I hope he has fun with "Davy" instead of his bestfriend. I was so angry that I didn't notice someone running in my direction and crashed right into me. I fell hard on the ground hitting my head in the process. Owww... I winced in pain, rubbing my head."Oh my fuck I'm so sorry I'm such a clutz. " I heard a voice say. I tried to move but something heavy was on top of me. I opened my eyes to see. "OH MY BOOBS!" Fuck. I mentally punched myself for saying my thoughts outloud. I looked up to see a pretty face with black hair. I scrambled to my feet and looked down at her. "I uh..." she interrupted my words before I could apologize for sounding like a pervert, "I'm soo sorry are you okay?" She rubbed her head, obviously in pain. "No I'm fine it's okay I wasn't paying attention. " I said offering my hand out. She grabbed it willingly and I pulled her up at ease. She stood but winced in pain and stumbled forward. "Woah there I gotcha. " I said catching her. I caught her scent in the process. Woah...French vanilla. Quite the coincidence, huh. "It... it hurts." She whined pointing at her ankle. She had a innocent and sweet voice. Its like a goddess fell in my arms. Woah there Pierce, don't go falling for strangers. "Are you able to walk?" I asked nicely. She shook her head, a tear dropping from her face. I couldn't help but to wipe the tear that was once sliding down her pretty face. She didn't react. "Don't worry, ima get you some help. It might just be broken. " I said observing her ankle. "N-no...please can you take me home?" I looked at her in shock. I asked her if she was sure and she nodded sincerely. I picked her up bridal style, not really caring about her weight as she gave me the directions to her place. I entered and sat her on the couch and apologized once again after wrapping bandages on her ankle. "Thanks and it's okay...my names Emily by the way, what's yours?" She asked giving me a weak smile. I smirked, "Pierce." I went into the kitchen and brought her back an ice pack then placed it on her forehead gently. I studied her curves and how her smile lit up the room so perfectly. "Cool name. " she said honestly. We stood there for a while in silence. I could feel her staring at me. Checking me out maybe? The silence was overwhelming. Finally I spoke, "I uh...I think I should head home. My dad is probably worried about me." I then remembered that my dad was In Charlotte at the moment for job purposes and that I was home alone. Oh well. I could see a spark of sadness in her eyes but it was immediately replaced with a smile. "Okay thanks again Pierce." She said warmly. I walked myself out and closed the door behind me, walking home as I let out a sigh. You don't see pretty faces like that everyday... Oh well...

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