Damien Haas An Reader.

part 1

I had a dream once, that I'll fall in love. I did, a few times actually. But we all do, again an again an again. And it never works out. Some people find love an live happily for many years. Others find it an it breaks them. Me? My past loves taught me that it ain't worth it. It hurts. It's suffocating. Agonizing. Addictive...

Of course I'm only 26, obviously I'm being dramatic. My melancholic state is brought by a recent break up, Todd. 3 years down the drain for some tramp in short shorts. I shouldn't be mean to her, she didn't know about me. It's fucking Todd's fault. That bastard.

So now I'm slumped at my sisters house, on the couch in my pj pants from Christmas, eating chocolate chip mint icecream. I've probably gained ten pounds since he dumped me.

My sister, Jenny walks in to my field of vision, "hey, (y,n), I'm gonna go to the store. Do you need anything?" She says in a calming manner. She's to sweet for me. I put down my container of mostly eatin icecream, yes I ate out of the container, "actually I might go with you if that ok? I could use the distraction of shopping", I ask. She smiles at me an say sure.

I don't need to change my clothes, but I do put on my hood an sneakers. No need to be super presentable for groceries. We head out the door an into the car, an old beaten up Honda civic. The drive was quick, the radio played some basic pop hits that all sounded the same. An finally the store. I'm no good at expressing myself on meaningless details.

Jenny grabs us a cart, "we're you gonna buy anything or just tagging along?" She asks. I shrug. "I'll pick up a few things I've been needing I guess, I'll let you do your shopping", I say as emotionless an neutral as a brickwall. I've been like that alot, emotionless. She nods an heads for the groceries. I grab my own cart an head towards personal care items.

It's been at least a few weeks sense the breakup an I need to get a whole new thing of hygiene things. I threw out all my stuff the night of the breakup. I didn't wanna smell him on my things, I didn't want to he reminded of him when I wash my hair or brush my teeth. In retrospect, I guess I was being kinda crazy about it. You can't smell some one on a hair brush... but I tossed em all anyway. My too kind of a sister let me use her products an gave me a spare tooth brush, bless her. But I need to start fresh, an replace some of her stuff.

I started at hair care an went from there, I got different brands then I usually do. Again starting fresh. All I need now is a tooth brush, an some replacements for Jenny's spare. Looking isle to isle aimlessly, a man with a vest an name tag reading Greg walks up. " do you need help ma'am?"

"Ya, can you tell me where the tooth brushes are?" I ask. He points me 4 isles down, I thank him an head in the direction.

Not sure why tooth brushes are not in the hygiene isle, but what ever. I turn into the isle, a couple of guys are talking an laughing with eachother. A little bit to loud for the store, but I don't really care much. I walk passed them to get to the tooth brushes, the guys are pretty cute but are I'm waaaay outta their league.

"Oh man, shayne I can't wait to get into that apartment" the one with the white-ish silvery hair an dark roots says. " don't you still need a roommate?" The blonde one questions. I guess his name is shayne. I pretend to look my what I need so I can listen in. I try not to easdrop on random peoples conversations, but sometimes it's funny to hear the random things people talk about. It's like a TV drama some times.

"Ya, but still. I'm excited! I should be able to find a roommate soon, then I'll finally be outta your hair." The silver hair one said, sounding like he was teasing. The blonde laughed, "good an stay gone, you snore anyway!" He joked.

"Hey! I don't snore, I may sleep sing opra but that it!"

The back an forth kept going, I should try to hurry before they catch me listening. I grab a few brushes an two tooth pastes. As I turn to leave, I made eye contact with the silver haired man. I thought he was cute when passing him but in this moment, with that smile an humor flushed cheeks, he was like a breath of fresh air. The moment felt like an eternity in the clouds. Just the two of us in heaven.