(Dis)connected | L.H. Fanfic

CHAPTER 3

Maria's P.O.V.

It's the day after I spoke to Luke on the phone and I'm still a little bit overwhelmed about all of this because I never connected with someone in such a little amount of time, specially with a guy.

Leaving my thoughts aside, not because I wanted to but because my bladder didn't let me think about anything else but the urge I had to pee, I decide to get up. As I was approaching my bathroom's door, I hear a sound behind it. I grab the nearest thing just in case I need to defend myself and, after gaining the guts to do it, I slowly open the door to find Luke sitting in the toilet, with a sea of toilet paper around him.

"Luke! What the hell?! Why would you do that man?" I ask a little pissed at my dog.

If you're wondering – yes, my dog is the typical french bulldog that destroys everything around him. Once in a while I have to pick up toilet paper, other times I have to buy new pillows because the ones I had transform into anything but pillows... You get the point!

After cleaning that mess, I do my little morning routine and head downstairs. I feed Luke and when I open the fridge to eat something myself, it's barely empty.

"UGH! Really?" All I had was 2 tomatoes, 1 coke and soup so I decide to go to the supermarket.

Before leaving the house, I change into my black skinny jeans with one whole in each knee, my The 1975 t-shirt and my black converse. I also fix my hair with, say, 300 hair products - #curlyhairlife – and then I'm able to leave the house.

Since Luke won't be able to get into the supermarket, I leave him, grab my car keys and go.

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Let me tell you that being short sucks! And of course all the good things are in the top shelves. I couldn't reach the cereals I wanted so I hanged myself on the shelf. I'm pretty sure you can predict what happened next, but I'll tell you anyway so you can laugh a little.

So, I was in the perfect position, like a little monkey: hanging by 3 supports – 2 feet and 1 hand – while the other hand was just about to grab that so wanted box of Lucky Charms. At that exact moment, my right foot slipped and I fell, bringing down with me all the cereal boxes.

Hopping that no one would see that, I started to clean that mess. I was squatting, looking down so I could grab the boxes, when I heard someone talking in front of me.

"It's ok, I got it" He (I figured it was a he by the voice) said while grabbing the cereals I had in my hands.

When I lifted my head, I found myself staring at a beautiful blonde guy. We stared at each other like in those cliché movies and, as cheesy as it sounds, it was a magical moment. I got lost in his eyes, it was like I could almost see his soul.

And then... BOOM! He kissed me out of nowhere.

Just kidding, that's not really what happened. Instead of that romantic scene, ours was a little more like a scary one. We were both squatting and we were both holding the same box, I didn't lie about that. But when I lifted my head I hit him in his jaw so hard that he fell backwards. I was so embarrassed that I didn't even notice that the blonde guy in front of me was Riker Lynch, my favorite member of one of my favorite bands of all time.

"I... I'm so sorry" I say looking down, whispering.

"It's ok, don't worry!" He says smiling. That smile, jeez! "Nice shirt! I can tell you have a beautiful taste in music" He continues.

I just wanted to laugh in his face due to the nerves I was feeling at the moment. I also wanted to tell him "well, then I guess I can say 'my taste in music is your face'" but that would have been way too embarrassing.