Kids in a Coffee Shop //Joshler AU//

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  I sat in the small table in the front of my favorite coffee shop watching the rain fall onto the street through a large window covered with neon signs. I occasionally glance at the boy with the hot pink hair. He comes every day and so do I. He'd probably think I'm a loser who wears girl's clothes just because I'm gay.

  Rosemary, the waitress who works here, walks towards me and takes my order. She shouldn't have to because I order the same thing every time. She's always been the nicest to me.
  
  I look back out the window. It had stopped raining and when I looked up again the pink-haired boy was walking out the door. I waited for my coffee and dreaded going home. I think I might go to the library. I like to be around people even if they don't talk to me. I want to have more friends but I feel like I would only annoy them. Sometimes I swear my anxiety gets the best of me.

  On my walk home from the library I pass the pink-haired boys house. The front door is open and I heard a song I've never heard before blasting throughout the neighborhood. When I pass I see that he is dancing shirtless. I laugh at how he moves, with reckless abandon, he looks like if he stopped moving he might collapse. Unaware of anything else I stand on the sidewalk outside his house, and start moving along with him.

  The song is over and I look up. He is standing at the door with a goofy smile on his face. He's laughing at me and I feel my face heat up and tears start rolling.

  He calls out to me but before I reply, I run. I am hopeless. I run down the road without knowing where my feet are taking me. Why did I do that? What made me do that? I am no longer invisible.

My breath hitches, my heartbeat is up and I trip. I fall to the ground, hitting my head on the concrete as well as scraping my ribs. I crawl onto the grass. Hot tears make their way down my face as gravity pulls them towards the wet earth below me. Why am I so stupid?