Nearby my house there's a skateboard park. I like to go there sometimes. So I did. It was cold, like cold cold but I wasn't shivering. When I've got there I was alone. Not even a sound. I put on my earphones and started to practice.
It all went kinda good, until I FELL DOWN. ON MY KNEES. The embarrassment. Oh my God. I was PRAYING nobody saw me. PRAYING. I thought nobody saw this but then I heard a weird sound. Like a camera sound, so I looked around trying to find the source. And then I saw someone. I had no fucking idea who was that. But after starring at that person for a while I RUN THE FUCK OUTTA THERE. And when I tell you I've never been running so fast, I mean it. I run to the closest grocery shop and just started to pretend like I meant to shop there. Suddenly the tag of the pasta was really interesting and intimidating.
Actually I've done some shopping. When I was walking out of the store I saw like 5 maybe 6 motorcycles. Damn, God knew what to send to interest me. Not gonna lie, I couldn't help myself and walked up closer to them. Oh my God, is that a Harley-Davidson?! NO FUCKING WAY, THAT'S A HARLEY-DAVIDSON. I was starring like a baby on a new toy, but I just couldn't resist. And then I heard that raspy ass voice over my shoulder. "You wanna ride to home or something?" he asked. "Yeah, more like looking to ride something else" I said and I felt the second hand embarrassment. Fuck, I wish I could've bite my tongue. And he laughed. HE laughed. He LAUGHED. Oh God, why are my knees so weak right now? "Yeah..that was cute" he said and I quietly took a deep breath. "You know what else would be cute?" I asked and he shaked his head as 'no'. "You telling me your name.." I ended, looking straight into his eyes and smiling. He smirked and looked me up and down. That was the moment when I realised I fucked up. "Have a good night, sweetie" I said, winking at him, as I walked away.
I didn't turned away to check if he's still looking. It would be weird, right? Nevermind. I was walking down the street as I heard those fucking Harleys. Not even a minute later they were passing me by. The way I gasped. Oh I wish I had a fucking motorcycle.
