•Chapter Three•
Milica's POV
"problem?" the strange guy asks Madison, I think. Madison looks at me and back to the guy. I nudge her and she realizes she had just made a fool of herself within 30 seconds of hearing this mans voice.
"no" she replies. "sorry"
"don't be sorry, now will one of you answer my question?" he asks. I'm always the first one to talk for anything, so I'm guessing Madison wanted me to. Answer him, Madison. C'mon. C'mon. JUST ANSWER THE POOR GUY ALREADY. Just as I was about to tell him yes. She speaks.
"uhm, it's okay. we've got our own money" I think to myself for a minute. I have a billion questions scrolling through my mind. I ask him three of them.
" so,what's your name, how old are you and where ya from?" I hope he answers truthfully.
"Im Kyle. Kyle Crawford. I am 17 years old and I am from here. New York." I wondered why I haven't seen him before.
"back to your question, Madison is shy. She doesn't like to let people get her things and all that. We would actually love a drink. Maddie, what do you want?" I ask her while informing him.
"nothing, it's fine" she replies in a nervous voice.
"fine, be that way" I say. She knows I'm very sarcastic with her so it doesn't bother her.
"I'll have a water, if you don't mind?" I let Kyle know. He looks surprised with the way we're acting.
"if I minded, why would I offer?" he walks up to the counter, taking the order."
Madison's POV
"if I minded, why would I offer?" Kyle replies to Milica. This older guy has got one nice, ass. I feel a bit special right now. He called Milica and I beautiful! I should have said yes to a drink. Oh well. Too late now. I stare at Kyle again, making sure he wouldn't see me gazing. All I see is short, scruffed hair, a nice, strong looking build, big ass and broad legs. I seriously think Im falling for him already. Before I do anything, Im going to have to get to know him. I see him coming back towards us with three bottles of water.
"one for you" he hands one to Milica. "for you" *cough* "gorgeous" *cough* he hands it to me.
"oh, thanks" I tell him, in reply to his nice action. Milica gives me an awkward look. We can literally communicate with facial expressions, so I know exactly what she's telling me. He likes me. I've never really had a proper boyfriend, and I never really thought I would. I don't usually go to club dances anymore. This time, Milica managed to convince me to go to this one. Im happy I did.
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Fight For Stupid Love
FanfictionMadison has never had a proper boyfriend. She's been waiting for a while now. For him. Milica is an outgoing, funny best friend of Madison's who gets all of the boys. All. She denies most of them because she's waiting for her prince charming. What h...
