Meeting

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"I'm looking for luke, is he here?" I open the door of the grocery shop. I look at the old woman, maybe she's his mom. Pardon my attitude, hell yeah I'm a bad person.

I ever almost went to jail once, because I punched someone. I work with someone that gives me money for life. An assasin you can call me. No, I never killed someone but I just punched and slapped them, untill the blood runs through their noses.

I feel guilty sometimes but this is my job and I need the money for life. My boss has so many people on his list that he didn't like. Luke is one of them. I don't know the reason though, And I don't want to know.

"Luke someone's here looking for you!"his mom shouted.

"Wait a second," he closed the door of their backroom. I don't know what its called.

He's there wearing an apron and a beanie on his head. I never thought I should punch the cutest person i've ever met.

"Can we go outside?" He scrunched his face up when I ask. I take his hand and bring him to go outside.

"Who a-are y-you?" He stuttered. He doesn't know me at all.

"You don't have to know who I am." I look around.

"Then, what do you want from me?" He's not stuttering anymore. I look into his ocean eyes, and drown myself there.

Is it normal if I say that I already fall for this cutie guy in front of me?!

He looked away when I look at him more intense. I can see he blushed a little bit. Do I really should punch him? In here? In front of his grocery shop? His mom can see. Shit I really can't do this. He's too cute to be punched by a guy like me.

"I just want to know you better," I lied. I can quit my job to be with this cutie guy.

"What?" He chuckled.

"I don't know you, and you just rape my face with your eyes 2 minutes ago." He's back to his mom. He said I raped him by looking at his face with my eyes? Well maybe I did because I can't help, you can't blame me luke.

I just smirk, looking at him talking with his mom. He once point at me while talking with his mom. I know he's talking about me. I like that guy. I should tell mali about this. For your information my parents are homophobe/ homophobia but my sister not. Mali understands and listens all the time. I love her for that.

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