taking charge

RUN (part1)

I stared and stared and stared at him. I was about to faint when I shook my head and realized how much of a freaky stalker I was being. I shook my head again and started to walk toward him with his tray. I set the tray of food down next to his half eaten sandwich. I picked up the half sandwich and was turning away , but my foot stayed in place when he said" I. was. not. done with that". I was stunned by his words. I set the food down and was mimicking his words like a 3 year old. Wow hallie so mature. "sorry, I didn't mean to say it like that, the food, I was saving it for later and I was hoping to get a box, you know to go, I mean, yeah, I am sorry". wow that was the most awkward apology I have ever had." its okay, I should have asked if you were down with it and, well actually, oh you what never mind a to go box you said, right"? I was walking away when Phil a guy who always comes to the bar tripped me on purpose.......again. I was sprawled across the floor, groaning in pain while everyone else was laughing........except for the street fighter who just left the food and everything even.......me, and walked out the door. I stood up and walked to the counter where Will left me my paycheck and some people left tips. I was walking out but before I put my hand on the handle I turned around and punched Phil to the ground with my fist. Then I walked out the door. I was heading to my car where the street fighter leaned against it, head down, and arms crossed  over his chest. He looked up as I approached not him, but my car that looked like it was covered in mud. I was so embarrassed." So, I um just wanted to make sure you were okay and I um left a tip on the table. oh, um, by the way my name is Jake. Wow, this was so not the way to introduce my self". I was astonished at how he spoke in such sweet, kind, loving, awkwardly adorable, kind, soft words. Ewe, I am so gross." Oh, no its okay, really I would have just thought that maybe if you wanted to know if im okay you might of just done something simple like oh I don't know, HELP ME UP. Otherwise, I am okay". Hurt flickered across his face. I pulled open the car door got inside and paused. I felt really bad so I took a piece of paper and wrote some numbers on it."I  am sorry, here's my number". I  gave him the paper and drove off I looked in my rear window I saw a smile across his face.