We stepped into sally's and he let go.
"so" he said.
"so" i replied.
he went to a table and pulled out a chair and gestured for me to come over and sit down, so i did just that.
i haven't described him yet have i?
i should probably do that. he was wearing a red flannel button up over a black t-shirt and black jeans, he had brown plush hair and beautiful blue eyes.
he seemed mysterious.as i sat he asked me what i wanted to drink and i replied "a mocha with extra froth".
he smiled and walked over to the counter and ordered our drinks and came and sat opposite me.
"i just realised" he beamed "i dont know your name".
"um, im bella" i answered in a shy tone.
"ahh cute, im riley" he explained and held out his hand and looked at it and looked at me and looked at it again.
i put my hand out and we shook hands.
"nice to meet you!" he exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.
"same back" i uttered.
then our drinks came, my mocha with extra froth and his caramel latte.
and the waitress placed a muffin on the table.
"enjoy" she practically yelled at us.
"thanks" we responded at the same time as she walked away and we drank our drinks and we ate the muffin which riley cut in half, and we sat in silence. the only noise was the rain pattering on the window.after our drinks, he told me about him and his life.
i will admit i was quiet, but his voice was so calming, and genuine so i let him speak.
he told me about how hes played guitar since he was 6 and still plays now.
he told me about his dreams for the future and about his worst fears and he told me about his family.
he said he loves dogs and is allergic to cats, he explained how he had a hamster when he was 10 but it died a year later.
and eventually he'd told me everything, and he just looked at me. then he sighed and apologised for talking so much and said if i wanted to tell him about myself if i could, and i responded with a smile, and confessed all of my dreams and fears and spoke information on my family that i'd never told anyone and the whole time i spoke he looked into my eyes, smiled and listened.
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my mystery boy
Romancefalling for a mystery? how stupid am i? why did my heart choose a someone like him? and why did his heart choose someone like me?