Unrequited ||Jaspar AU

17. Thinking of him

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2nd April

9:45am

Caspar's p.o.v
Guilt,

The only feeling in the pit of my stomach.

But at the same time I felt guilt and pain there was a pang of anger that demanded to be felt.

I walked down the busy streets of London, roaming hopelessly, only just processing what I'd done. With only my phone, the clothes that luckily I'd fallen asleep in and my wallet on me, I finally decided I should try and find my way to where I was meeting Josh.

Part of me wanted to turn around, wanted to comfort Joe, I wanted to be with him. But the bigger part of me said no, you can't let your walls down, Caspar.

So, I didn't.

With that I looked around, all the busy coffee shops and rushing people getting to work this beautiful morning. I must admit it was a beautiful day, clear blue sky's, warm sun and the air faintly grasping the scent of coffee. The weathers actually nice for once. Maybe not for long though, dark clouds where slowly emerging.

But somehow my mind slowly drifted back to thoughts of Joe as I moved through the crowd of people.

No, Caspar. Stop. You need to take your mind off Joe.

I sighed and looked above the rush of people. I spotted a small coffee shop on the corner and moved toward it as fast as I could.

I could feel my phone vibrating constantly in my pocket.

I got a few texts from Josh this morning saying he urgently needed to speak to me and that he missed me. Now, Josh and I have been friends for years but never has he ever seemed so clingy and demanding. Ever since the Tegan incident, Josh has changed. Even when I called him about Joe and I moving in together he smiled slightly and said 'that's great' but he was obviously jealous and angered by this news. In fact when ever I mention Joe I see fire burning in his eyes. But why? What's the problem with My little Jo-... I mean J-Joe?

I managed to reach the small coffee shop, which was unusually not very busy. I found I booth and sat down next to the window, just staring out of it and watching the people move past, sweeping my thoughts away with their feet. I jumped as a small female voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Uh excuse me sir, would you like to order anything? May I be of any assistance?" She asked very shyly and politely.

She was a tall skinny girl with tan skin and freckles. Her eyes where a greeny blue and her hair was dark brown that faded into blonde tips and slightly curly, it fell just past her shoulders. She also had an accent... I think it's Australian maybe a hint of American.

"Could I have a hot chocolate please?" I answered nicely, giving her a small smile.

"Of course. Anything else?" She smiled back, she seemed more confident now we were talking and making eye contact.

"Uh.. No thanks,...?" I replied, intending for her to tell me her name.

"Grace, I'm Grace. And you are...?"