Don't Look Down

Coffee?

Once the meeting was over, I shook hands with Mr. Harington and walked down to the parking lot. Along the way I could feel Martin's gaze burning into my skin.

M: Could we at least grab some coffee?

Seeing his face made me feel a certain pity and so I couldn't help but say yes.

We made our way to the nearest Starbucks, Martin's car behind mine. Me and Martin ordered our drinks and set down.

M: Can you please talk to me

N: Do you trust me?

M: That's beside the point!

N: That's not an answer

M: Of course I do

N: And you felt sparks and fireworks when we kissed, right?

M: Yes, but...

N: And did you feel the same thing with Ellie?

I grabbed my bag and made my way out when I feel a hand grasping mine.

M: Wait!

N:The only reason why I have been ignoring you is for the simple reason that I want you to follow your dream and not get stuck here like me.

And then I got in my car and made my way back home, leaving Martin with an utter look of astonishment and realization.