Romanticismo Per Caso ❤

It's just a date (Both Perspectives)

(Elias POV)

Wow, Lorena was gorgeous and a great kisser. Once we had impulsively kissed, I completely forgot the environment around us.

People blurred out in my mind and the only feeling in our midst was true passion and love. We both stare at each other for a few seconds once we stop kissing and I smile at her.

"I'm sorry Elias, I shouldn't have kissed you." Her face completely blocks me out and she looks away from me. She runs off quickly and I am left in my own little corner. I glimpse outside and it begins to pour.

Why does she give me these mixed signals?

Does she want to be with me or does she not want to start anything with me?

I could not read her. We both have shifts in the next few hours so that means I would have to approach her again.

Would she talk to me or completely try to not indulge in conversation with me? Only time would tell that response.

I take a deep breath and walk out of the airport. Many things have been on my mind that day. My Dad was a complete butt-wipe and walked out of my mom recently. He not only left my Mom and me, but he left my little brother too. My Mom was a complete mess and I don't blame her. They worked together and my Dad removed her name completely from the company. She was looking for a job, easily found one because of her criteria, but trying to raise a child at the same time was a pain. I would have to help out with that too somehow.

When time eventually passed, I walked into the restaurant with a busy attitude. I want to talk to Lorena and ask her what in the world she wants. "Lorena," I say, calling out for her as soon as she catches my eye.

She pretends to not hear me, atypical.

She turns her back away from me but I refuse to let this go. "Lorena, I know you heard me." She reluctantly turns around. "What?" She says with annoyance. I sigh and begin to rant about our last moment. "You didn't have to say sorry earlier. You didn't kiss me, I kissed you."

She looks at me with her gorgeous brown caramel eyes. Oh, how I wanted to daze into them for an eternity. "Look Lorena, you're really confusing me. What do you want? Do you want to be with me or not?" She looks at me, stunned with my argument. "I can't Elias," She replies to me. Somehow with the tone in her voice however, she feels remorse for what she says.

"Just go on one date with me Lorena, just a date." She shakes her head in disagreement.

"I don't understand you Lorena," I shake my head. "One time you want to help me out and the other you want to fully push me away." She takes a breath and crosses her arms in frustration.

"I would love to, but don't you think I have enough to deal with? My parents are gone and I have to keep the restaurant in line. My bills are weighing me down and I just can't be distracted." And then, there was that. The hard truth. Because I know deep down that she does want me too. She turns away when things get awkward and gets back to work.

The rest of work dragged on. I was wiping down tables and replaying that same phrase in my mind.

Don't you think I have enough to deal with?

Lorena gives me sympathetic looks but I wasn't in the mood. I need to move on. I need space.

(Lorena's POV)

It is towards the end of the day and I walk up to Tracy who is getting her jacket prepared to leave. "Hey Trace," I say exhaustedly. "What's up, Lor?" She says desperate to leave after the biggest rush hour we didn't expect. "I feel like I messed it up with Elias," I say with a sigh.

She raises her eyebrows and we both make sure that he has left. I look out the window and see that he is just driving away. "Okay, so earlier he asked me if we could go on a date," I claim. "Alright and you said?" "No and I got mad. I told him that I have too much to deal with." She puts both of her hands on my arms.

"Honestly, Lor, I don't see why you can't go on a date with him. It's not like he is asking to be your girlfriend. And we've got you Lorena. You have awesome co-workers that can help take care of your stress if you need it at work," She lets go of my arms, "Plus, I know we all can pitch in if you need a few hundred bucks for your bills."

"Thank you so much Tracy, but I can't ask for your money," I smile. "Also, that's funny how you slipped in "awesome co-workers" in that statement. A little biased you know what I mean," I laugh jokingly. "We are awesome duh," She gives me a bear hug with a beaming smile and I grab my jacket.

"I don't know about Elias, Trace, but I guess I'll have to figure it out over time." She nods. "I would talk to him Lorena. The way you said you left things was harsh." I roll my eyes and smack my head. "I am so slow, Trace," I look up to the sky as we walk out of Offredi's. "I know you are, with men." She locks the door and I playfully hit her arm.

"Just think about it," She looks me up and down. "It's just a date."

I get in bed that night, laying on my back, thinking about how I am going to tell Elias "yes" to a date. Tracy made a valuable point to me today. She is right about me worrying about the restaurant.

I've spent all of my life just worrying about the restaurant when I don't need to be in control of it all, because I have others who will help me. Even as a little girl, I was trying to help out the most that I could. I realize that maybe I have even lost some of the happiness I could have gained from working because of my anxiety.

I need to relax for a little while. At that moment, I take slower breaths and drift into a deep sleep.