The Desirable Man Down The Hall

Chapter 3 ~ Starbucks

Waking up at 9am I got up and say down for breakfast. I realised a sealed letter that has been slipped underneath my door.

'From Jack?' I hoped.

I walked over and picked it up, but it wasn't from Jack, actually it was from Steph from downstairs, hosting a party.. And wants me to come.

'Does she even know me?'

All well. I looked at the date set for this party of hers,
26th.
I then looked at today's date. 25th.

I set the letter on the bench and went back to my breakfast.

Not only is it Friday, but it's my day off from both jobs.
I decided to take this opportunity to see one of my best friends that lives in town, Tahlia. I invited her over and I told her all about Jack.

"And he's laugh just draws me in, and.."

"You're already in love." She laughed.

"Am not!" I shot back. "Let's go out to Starbucks."

"Haha nice way to change the subject," she teased, "but okay, I'll drive."

"Shut up Tahlia, haha."

We made our way to the elevator, while waiting I pointed the door with the number 6 on it and told her that's where he lives.

"HE IS ONLY DOWN THE HALL FROM YOU?!"

I laughed and walked into elevator, nodding.

"Oh god," she started, joining me in the box, "I don't even wanna know how much stuff you two get up to." She teased.

Ignoring her comment, we reach the lobby, and made our way to her red convertible. I was able to stretch my arms up, feeling the air racing through my hair and finger tips. I loved riding in Tahlia's car.
We shortly parked and walked to the Starbucks café. While sitting down outside in the lovely sun and enjoying my Strawberry Acai, I still couldn't get Jack of my mind. Tahlia must of noticed this, because she brought him up.

"You're thinking about him, aren't you?"

"He calls me something. A name. But it's not English, but I don't know what he's saying."

"Really? What language?" She asked, looking curious.

"Well if I knew what language it is Id know what he's saying, dumbass." I joked.

Sipping away on my drink and talking to Tahlia, we were there for a while. I haven't seen her in weeks, she's wearing, a open black lace strap blue skater dress with a black strap underneath her bust, black flats and her medium length blonde hair in heavy curls.
Laughing at something Tahlia said, I nearly choked on my drink. Not because I was laughing, because I saw that Jack was in the café! He hasn't seen me yet, thank god. I started trying to hide myself, by facing the road, putting my drink in front of my face and tilting my hat down more.
Tahlia, knowing me too well, knew I saw someone and started looking around.

"Jess! You have to check this guy out! I have no idea who you're hiding from or who I'm looking for but i don't care anymore... cmon look!"

I look up to where she's pointing and spotted the guy she was taking about.

"Yeah, he's hot aye. Oi Tahlia..."

"Yeah?"

"That's Jack."

This time it was Tahlia choking on her drink. He still hasn't seen us, even though all he could probably hear is two females choking. He grabbed he's coffee and started walking away down the street.

"Let's follow him." Tahlia said, picking up her bag.

"Are you serious? No! Why? What the hell haha."

"Cmon, for something to do, no harm done, don't you wanna find out what he does?" He said, picking up what's left of my drink making me get up after it.

Well I guess I haven't actually asked him if he works or what he does for a living or what he likes doing....

"Fine."

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'An old abandoned building?'

Yeah, that's right, me and Tahlia followed Jack all through town until we reached an old warehouse that hasn't been running for years. What the hell would he be doing in there.
Getting more curious by the second, I couldn't just stand behind a bush anymore, I had to go inside. Despite Tahlia telling me that following him here was bad enough, I went ahead anyway.
Once I reached the door, the nerves hit me all at once and I had no idea what I was doing. What was I going to do? And say?
'Hey Jack I followed you from Starbucks, whatcha up to?'
Christ.
I turned around and started walking back, but stopped in my tracks when I heard he's voice.

"Jessica?"

'Fuck'
"Ahh.. Hey.. There."
I turned around to face him, he looked confused, I would too if I was him.

"Before you ask what the hell Im doing here, let me explain, my friend, she ah thought you were hot and started following you and we are saw you go into here and ah IM SORRY DONT BE MAD AT ME."

He started laugh,
"How can I be made at you?"

I walked up to him, and he took my hand,
"Let me show you around."

I could not believe my eyes. It was am art studio.

'The paintings and sculptures in his apartment were things he made?!'

There was a massive table in the middle of the room, full of clay bags, sculpting tools, paint, brushes, everything you could think of.
There was a wall basically dedicated to paintings, 3 shelves along the next wall with loads of sculptures on it, on the next wall there was a line of wire hanging from one end of the wall to the other, with photography's pegged to the wire. There was even a sound system set up in one of the corners. He was set for life.

"How long have you been doing this? This is amazing! You're so talented!" I said walking around the room, looking at everything.

He laughed, "Years and years."

I smiled and walked towards him and kissed him on the cheek.

"I better get back to my friend that's waiting outside, are you coming to the party tonight that Steph from floor 9 is having?" I asked.

"Nope, I'm staying home, are you?" He said.

"Sure am, I'll swing by before I go?"

"I would love that, mi bella flor." He smiled, blowing me a kiss.

I acted like I caught the kiss and placed it on my lips, and walked out.

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