Coffee Shop [C]

Chapter five

Angelo sat on the bench for the bus-stop, wiping tears from his face. He leaned his head back looking up at the sky. He sighed as the bus came and he was finally able to get on. Instead of him sitting, he allowed a lady to take his seat. He smiled down at her.

"Thank you." She whispered.

"No problem." Angelo mumbled. He got off a few blocks from his apartment, tightening his jacket around himself. He shook his head as a car slowed down next to him.

"Angelo." Angelo bit his lip, looking at the car. He sighed at the sight of one of the men from the other day. "Get in." The man opened the passenger door.

"I have to get home." Angelo whispered.

"I know, but Chris is worried about you. He wants to take you out again." Angelo frowned, hurrying along. "Angelo?"

"I want to go home." Angelo huffed. The man sighed, parking along the curb and running to Angelo. "Go away."

"What's wrong?" The man asked. Angelo shrugged, keeping his gaze on the ground.

"I'm not like you guys okay? I'm not fancy and shit. I don't fit in at those kinds of places." Angelo sighed, shaking his head. "I can't fit in. I'm not rich or fancy or smart. I have second hand clothes, but you know I'm fine with it. Why would I need anything more than this?"

"Do you even know who Chris is?" He asked. Angelo shook his head as he bit his lip. "You don't get out much do you?"

"No. I don't like the news or anything. Too stressful." Angelo sighed as they walked up to his apartment building.

"You live here?" The man asked, his eyes wide. Angelo nodded, blushing in embarrassment. "Look, just think about it okay? People would kill to get attention from Chris, and you managed to do that without actually doing anything. You caught his eye and I don't even know how. He's the hardest man to please yet you manage to make him smile every time he goes in your shop. A few days ago was the first time he actually went in," The man chuckled. "Please don't just blow the man off. He'll end up being back tomorrow. Tell him if you don't want to pursue a relationship then okay?"

"Okay." Angelo whispered.

"By the way, my name is Ryan." Angelo nodded, smiling at him before he entered the building.

Angelo wiped the counter down, frowning as his breathing became heavy. He leaned on the counter, resting his head on his arms. He didn't move when the door opened or when he barely heard someone speaking to him. Angelo quickly jerked back when he was suddenly touched on the shoulder.

"Angelo?" He looked up at Ashley and Chris, a blush forming. "What's wrong? Your breathing is weird."

"I'm fine." Angelo muttered. "I um... I don't have anything made yet. Just... I just need a minute." Angelo muttered before running around the counter and into the restroom. He quickly locked the door, sliding down the door.

"Angelo?!" Chris called through the door. Angelo faintly heard Chris and Ashley talking. He frowned when the door knob turned and it was pushed against his back. "Angelo, move please."

"Just... Make her go away real fast okay?" Angelo begged, hugging his knees.

"She's gone." Chris whispered through the door. "Can I come in?"

"N-No. Not yet." Angelo stuttered.

"Why not?"

"Do you... Do you like me?" Angelo whispered. He mentally kicked himself for sounding like he was in kindergarten.