I live in New York.
I work at Starbucks.
And I'm 18.
I live in a small apartment. But It meets my expectations.
But what I really want is to find someone. Anyone. Who would love me.
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It was late about 10:00. I had just finished up at Starbucks.
I was walking down the store and I came across this guy.
Tall, brown hair, hot as hell.
"I'm nick." The guy said.
"I don't know you." I said.
"Listen I'm lost. I have no idea where I am. All I know is that I'm far. And I really just need a place to crash please." He asked.
"Um I have no idea who you are. You could be some kind of serial killer or a molester. I don't know."
"Yeah but I'm not." He smiled.
"Look I don't know."
"Tell me, what your name?" He asked.
"Ashly." I mumbled.
"Alright there we know each other names!" He said happily.
"Now you're a really pretty girl with the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen." He said.
"Thanks.." I said uneasy.
"Is it alright if I kiss you?" He asked.
"You seem really confident." I said.
"Because you're a beautiful girl and I know we haven't even known each other for 15 minutes but I am really starting to fall." He said.
"I'd really love to get to know you." He said taking my hand.
"Okay.." I was really drawn back. This guy is cute. And he thinks I'm pretty.
I instantly just kissed him. I don't know why. I don't even know this guy that well but he's so nice and cute.
He looked at me and we both just started full on making out. Our lips moved so well with each other. He grabbed my waist.
We both pulled out.
"You're an amazing kisser holy fuck." He said out of breath.
We both went into a diner and shared a little about ourselves.
He's apparently an actor.
He lives alone.
And again he's really cute.
When we both walked out we went back to my place.
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Part 2? Sorry cliff hanger!!!
