The Waitress and I

Chapter 15

Why can't I stop looking at him? Why every time i see him i get butterflies in my stomach and can't stop smiling? I know i can't be in love It's just a fling. I think? UGH!! this is so irritating!! It's like I can't get enough. "Daya... Daya!!" Bella said snapping in my face. "hello Earth to Daya". "yes, what!" I said snapping out of my day dream.    "what is wrong with you,you've been looking into space for like ten minutes come on it's time to go school is out!" "right okay" i said snapping into reality. She let out a little laugh "you act like you want to stay... It's winter break come on" she said while we were walking outside. Once we were outside a warm breeze softly blew on me " yeah winter" I said sarcastically. "So do you want me to drive you to Justin's place?" Bell asked "no Justin is supposed to pick me up" "okay, bye" bell waved "bye" a few minutes later Justin texted me "sorry I can't pick you up today my mom wants me to run some errands sorry". "It's okay have a nice day, bye" i texted back disappointment came over me and started walking home. After a few minutes and started to fill water drop on my arms. WTF, I thought it was sunny no a minute ago. I jogged to the closet coffee shop. I opened the door and sat at a table close to the window. my white shirt was soaked and was practically see through i folded my arms close to my chest so I didn't feel so exposed.  I pulled out my phone to call and see if someone could pick me up but my phone was dead. Just My Luck! I let out a groan. So I was just sitting here watching the rain pour until a cup as placed on the table. "Oh I didn't order anything" i say as i look up. "I know i ordered It for you" the man said. When I saw his face he scared me because he looked  exactly like Logan. "You look exactly like someone I know...whats your name? I asked "Dylan O'Brien" he gave me a small smile. "you should drink up before the hot chocolate turns into cold chocolate" he said letting out a small chuckle. I reached for the cup and slowly drank it down the warm liquid as soon as i reached my stomach it warmed me up from the inside out. The Dylan sat down in the chair in front of me.  " I never got your name" he stated "oh I'm sorry its Zendaya" I smiled. He took out his hand for me to shake "nice to meet you Zendaya" "how old are you" I  ask " I just turned twenty In October,you?" "eighteen" i say  he responded with a nod. "what do you do for a living?" i ask raising an eyebrow "well i"m still in collage but I work at my dads hardware store" he says cooly "oh okay,do you like it" "yeah its okay i hope to make my own small business one day but also build up my dads store as well" "that is so cute" i giggled "he stuck his tongue out at me. "what do you want to do when you get out of high school...your still in high school right" "yes I am just on a break,I think i would want to open a gallery" I say dreamily. "Do you draw or paint?" he asked "I draw" i say i look outside and see its stopped raining "hey um do you know what time it is" i asked he pulled out his phone "its five O'Clock" "wow it was raining four two hours" I saw surprised "yeah didn't you get the weather report" i shook my head no. "well it could be a flood" he says. well i better get going before the rain starts again. "It was great meeting you Dylan but i better get gong its getting late" "oh right do you need a ride home" i was about to say no but then it started raining again "Actually yes i do" i smile  "okay i'll drive you" he got up and so did i i followed close behind him. we jogged to a black BMW he unlocked and me jaw drooped as soon as i entered the car. "Wow...You sure your dad owns a small business and not an empire" i said jokingly. "I'm sure" he laughs. "It's just years of determination and work" i responded  with a nod  I looked out the window. "where are we going" He asked. "Oh I'm sorry its 82 Eastwood Hollywood" i said with a blush on my face. The drive was silent but a good silent after a few minutes he broke the silents saying "do you live alone" he ask "yes..." "why you haven't graduated high school?" he asks "Well um... lets just say me and my dad don't get along" "what about your mom?" "...she's um...she died" i say looking down at my hands feeling tears form in my eyes. A aching pain formed in my chest the teas fell silently down my face. "oh... I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring a touchy subject up" he said grabbing my hand "it's fine" i wipe my tears with my other hand. Why is he touching me I think? "Turn right" i say quickly. he turn right. "Looks like we are here'it was nice meeting you Dylan" i say smiling at him "You too Zendaya" I got out the car and walked to the door i wave at him and he pulls off. I sit down on the couch until. I mentally slapped myself I didn't get his number. Then there was A knock at the door I went to answer the door and saw it was Dylan "I forgot to get your number!" I let out a laugh"I was just thinking about that" I smile.