By Chance - Jylan {boy x boy}

| Chapter 3 |

A blank expression appeared on my face as I raised an eyebrow in confusion. I stared at the attractive brown-haired guy as I shook my head in disapproval.

"Excuse me?" I raised my voice since I realized I was being quiet.

"I said I'll pay," he said in a rather annoying tone.

"You don't need to do that. I don't let strangers pay for my shit," I rolled my eyes a little because of how bluntly he was appearing.

"Well I came to get myself a coffee, but it looks like you need it more than I do," he smirked slightly.

I gaped at him in awe. Did he really just say that? What a prick. I didn't think it was that obvious that I looked exhausted but then again, I was wearing a hoodie large enough to cover my face.

"Chill, it was a joke," he chucked lightly as the barista brought over two cups.

"I didn't get your name by the way so I just made her write Bob," he handed a cup over to me and I hesitated before grabbing it.

"Uh, thanks but I'm not accepting this."

"Oh don't be one of those people who can't accept anything without feeling obligated to give something back," he stated.

I furrowed my eyebrows and let out a sigh, "fine."

I chucked the cup from him and mumbled a "thank you" and started walking out of Starbucks. Well that was not how I had planned my day to go. I shifted to the nearest spot of shade from the sun and leaned against a pole. I sighed again but this time it was more audible.

Then I heard a familiar voice call out for me as I turned my head and saw the guy walking towards me with my phone in his hands. Was I really about to lose my phone in Starbucks? Gosh, I needed a nap.

He reached where I was and a smirk was still plastered on that pretty face. "You forgot this," he handed my phone over.

"You seem to be forgetting a lot of things today," he said as a chuckle escaped my lips.

"Yeah, just having a bad day, I guess," I shrugged as I thanked him again.

"I gotta go but I'll see you around, yeah?" He questioned as if he wanted me to say yes. I just nodded my head and he turned around and started walking. What did he mean? It wasn't like I'd ever see him again anyways.

After snapping my thoughts away from that strange encounter, I decided I had to just go home. I was obviously still not in any proper shape or form to be out but at least I breathed a bit of fresh air. My mind was whirling with so many different thoughts. I had headaches constantly.

And unsurprisingly, 99% of those thoughts were about Aaron. I was frustrated of occasionally feeling like there might be a slim chance that we could work it out. He cheated on me, more than once. He ditched me to go out with people who were more important than me. He switched personalities on social media. He used me. He's a dick. Yet I still felt love and devotion for him somewhere in my heart. I wished I could fill up that void with love again except not from him.

But those are just fairy tales. I wanted to be in a fairy tale now more than ever. My thoughts were disrupted by the sound of a horn honking really loudly. I realized it was a car that I was standing in front of. I was literally standing right in the street. In the middle of the road, around angry drivers. People in LA were crazy and would run over anybody in their way so I started running across the street to the sidewalk.

I couldn't continue this charade. If I didn't stop overthinking, then someone would get hurt. And that someone would be me.

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tysm for almost 400 reads! i'm glad y'all are enjoying this story and i'm hoping it'll get far. btw i'll have a schedule for updating now. i'll be updating around 2-3 times a week depending on my mood i guess :)