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'Noodles? Noodles? Noodles? Ah here you are!!' I thought to myself as I reached up barely touching the angel haired noodles.
"Come on. All I need is one box." I was on my tip toes right now, practically jumping. "Come on." I jumped one last time and ended up tripping and falling onto whoever stood behind me.
"Oh my god. I'm so sorry! Are you alright?!" I asked frantically. Even if I lived a sad, miserable life I was still civil and nice to all those I meet, well everyone that returned it.
"Uh-yeah. I'm fine. Are you okay?! You took a hard fall...onto me. Haha" I heard his thick Irish accent and I immediately turned to see who I fell on. When I turned around I couldn't help but stare at those beautiful blue eyes. They were so kind. So gentle. So friendly. Something I've never seen before. It gave me this weird feeling and I'm not sure if I liked it or if I was just scared.
"Uh-um-uh-yeah I'm fine." I quickly looked down embarrassed and confused.
"Do you need help getting something from the top shelf?" His perfect, angelic voice asked me as he tried to get me to look up, instead of staring at the ground.
"Uh-yeah can you give me the angel haired noodles? Right there?" I asked pointing to the box, while avoiding his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes. Oh what am I thinking? I need to get out of here.
"Here you go. I'm Niall by the way." He told me, handing me the box and waiting for a reply.
"Thanks. I really need to go." I said quickly and ran to the checkout. I can't stay here and talk to him. This knot is forming in my stomach and I'm scared.
"Wait-I didn't even get your name" I heard the same familiar accent scream down the aisle as I ran to my small Toyota.
I hoped into my car, put my keys into the ignition, and sped off in desperate need of my room. The only, and I mean only, place that I feel safe.
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When I finally got home, it was 7, and the potential buyers were just leaving. I was finally allowed to go up to my room and just cry. Have you ever just wanted to cry? Not cause something specific happened that day, but because you just needed to or wanted to? Cause that was me right now. I don't even know why I want to cry. I mean, yes, I did make a fool of myself in front of my class and in front of--oh wait, what's his name? Ummmmm--I know it started with an N or maybe an M?! Oh well. It's not like I’ll ever see him again. I didn't know what was happening right now, but one thing I did know was that I'm going to cry, whether I like it or not.
And that's what I did.
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I woke up from my long deserved sleep and walked to the bathroom to do my normal routine. When I was done I hoped back into my bed and turned on the TV, but not before I checked my phone where I saw I had a new text message. And I couldn't believe who was texting me. I haven't talked to him in 3 years. Why contact me now?
1 NEW TEXT MESSAGE
The Mother Fucker: I know you probably hate me and everything cause you believe that I'm in the wrong when in reality you are. But I need you to come down to my office I have important business to talk to you about.
Frustrated, I knew texting him back wasn’t the best option, since I wasn’t allowed to contact him over the phone. But, I have to admit I was curious. Curious enough to hop into my car and drive down to his office.
As I pulled up to his office I couldn’t help but get nervous. I mean I hate the guy, I really hate the guy, but what was so important that he wanted me to come down to his office. Usually when he wants to talk to us he goes through the court.
