I adjust my heavy armored leather jacket as I head towards the garage door. I felt like my mind was a jumble of thoughts and I wanted to clear my head and what better way to do so then get an adrenaline rush from driveing my kawasaki ninja ZX-4RR. As I get to the garage I reach to my left grabbing my pitch black helmet and setting it on my head well turning on my music. Once my helmet is on I walk to the bike putting the key in the ignition and turning it on, well the engine is warming up I open the large garage door to leave, once it is open I walk over to the bike and walk it just outside the door before hoping off makeing sure the kickstand is down and walking over and closeing the garage door.
It's been about an hour since I left my house I'm going about 150 miles per hour down this highway just to clear my head. I can see a bookstore in the distance and I don't know why but I feel compelled to go there, after a bit of debate I decided to go with my gut and head to the bookstore as photogaph by nickleback plays. I pull into a parking spot before killing the engine and putting down the kickstand. Slowly I hop off my bike and walk into the store the smell of parchment fills my senses as I wander around. As I round the corner to the romance section I see a short female standing there debating between 2 books. Her small hands holding the spines obstruct my view of the name of the books she seems sweet so I gather the courage and decide to talk to her. "Hello uh um what 2 books do you have in your hands they seem to have you in a major debate" she seems to jump a bit at my sudden talking "sorry" I apologize before she talks her voice soft and smoth like velvet "oh hello uh yea I can't decide if I should read twisted love or king of wrath they are from the same author but a bit different" she smiles as she explains the books well holding each book up respective to there names her s/c (skin colour) cheeks turning a bit red. I think of how to respond to not scare her "why not try twisted love first it looks a bit smaller so your not stuck with a long book you don't enjoy" I respond hopeing she doesn't think I'm a weirdo or worse a bad guy. She seems to think for a moment before nodding and putting king of wrath back and looking at me "thank you. Oh I completely forgot to introduce myself sorry I'm y/n what's your name mystery boy" I can feel a small smile form on my face when she says that "my name is Cyrus it's nice to meet you. Are you here a lot?" She gives me a small nod to say yes before looking at the time on her phone. "I gota get going nice meeting you Cyrus" she says as she begins to walk away. I gota get this girls number she seems so genuine and sweet I hope I can see her again but as I look up to stop her and ask for her number she's already gone. Damit this always happens I debate things to long and then miss the chance.
10 minutes later
I'm leaveing the book store and I scan the the parking lot to see if I can identify what her car was and I noticed that a old Toyota truck was missing. That must be what she drives. I hop on my bike starting it up and kicking up the kickstand and backing up before speeding out and heading home with thoughts of y/n filling my mind wondering what she's like and if she's always that sweet to everyone. After a while I get home and get back into the house after putting away my bike properly and takeing off my helmet. I go about my night as per usual watching shows and eating diner knowing I need the energy for work tomorrow so I can put up with everyone there. At about 9:30 I start to get reddy to go to bed when I get a text from my ex apologizing to me once again. I egnore it not wanting to hear from her I trusted her with my heart and she tore it to shreds metaphorically but it still hurt, almost 2 years with down the drain it's bin about a year since this whent down, but I still receive messages from her from time to time trying to get back with her. I gess her new boy toy didn't end up being everything she hoped for but I no longer care. About 30 minutes later I'm laying down and plugging in my phone before rolling over to go to sleep hopefully tomorrow will be a good day for me.
The next morning
I awake at 7 am to my alarm going off I turn it off and get out of bed going to do my business. I then start up coffee before looking at my phone mindlessly scrolling through tictok as I wait for my coffee to be done. I hear the pot finish brewing and make myself a cup of coffee and then makeing some toast for breakfast. Once I have food and a drink I sit at my kitchen island and watch some tictok remembering that book that the girl mentioned last night and figured I may as well learn about it. I scroll through videos about the book and realize what type of book it was, I chuckle knowing that girl probably didn't know that it was this type of romance book. After a bit of time I finished my coffee and toast and decided to look at my messages quickly deleting what my ex had texted me and opening a text from my boss..... time to get to work.
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Romancehe's a biker boy and she's a romance book reader what could go wrong? (my first story sorry if it's not great) - Virgil (photo is from pintrest may update later)