Hunter

chapter 1: starbucks

It's 10am and I'm in the mood for a coffee at Starbucks. I walk out of my room with a grey 5seconds of summer T-shirt and black high waisted shorts and my chuck Taylors. I grabbed my purse and my phone and my keys on the way out.

I make to my baby, my beautiful black 2015 mustang.

I start the engine.

Diving there didn't take long. I parked into an empty parking lot next to a motorcycle.

Nice.

I walk in to see this talk handsome man. Oh-my he's beautiful and he has tattoos.

Yessss!!!!

He is wearing black jeans that fit him perfectly. He has on a jean-jacket and a muscle tank-top on.

I walk up to stand behind him.

I grabbed my purse, from my side. I accidentally touched his back. He turns around "excuse you.." He said so harshly.

"..sorry I had to grab my purse.." He scoffed
Jerk.

It was my turn to order.
"hi welcome to Starbucks what will you be having?"
I smiled."..um I'll have a turtle mocha.." He nodded. I gave him the money and standed next to the jerk who thought I just want to touch his back just because.
"hunter.." He said
"..what?"
"the names hunter.."
"oh..veronica.." He smiled.
I walked away to get my coffee. Until a hand grabbed my wrist to swing me around to the jerk named hunter.
."wait.. Can I have your number?"
I smiled.
"what ever makes you think that I want you to have my number?"
He smirked. Oh damn I could get used to that smile.
"..because me having your number I would make your life-"
I cut him off.
"oh please..."
"..Can I have it?"
"..um..651-313-figure out the rest"
I walked away. He grabbed me and pushed me against the door.
"oh baby...I'll figure out the rest tonight.." I laughed and walked away.

I got into my car.

"dad, mom...I'm home.." No answer. They must be at work.

Like always.

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It's about 9pm.

I jump into the shower.

I come out of the bathroom in a towel.

I put on a big T-shirt. With nothing under. Except for my underwear.

I start to drift off into a deep sleep