Forever & Always

Chpt.2»Starbucks Encounter

            Hannah's P.O.V.  :

     I woke up from the annoying,  and extremely loud alarm clock. I slam my hand on the dismiss button and get out of my comfortable, queen- sized bed. I dragged myself to the bathroom and turn my face to the mirror.

    I widen my eyes as I look in the mirror. My eyes were still a little bloodshot from all the crying last night, my hair is in a total bird's nest, and overall I just look terrible.

    I wash my face and take a long, refreshing, and hot shower. After my shower, I lotion myself put on my clothes that I thought about in the shower. I put on my black skinny jeans, a green tank top, with a cardigan.

   I grab my bag that contains my phone, phone charger, headphones, lotion, and other things us girls need. I left the house without saying bye to Isabelle, well because she is probably sleeping. I went to my car in front of my house and opened the door to my Mercedes-Benz. I drive a couple blocks and reach Starbucks. They basically hire anyone there. Maybe that's why I work there...

I reach Starbucks and park my car across from the place. I get out of my car and opened the door of Starbucks to hear the sound of foam and smell of caramel. I see my Starbucks buddies who are Shawn, Elizabeth, and Issac.

  They all said their 'hello's' while turned the closed sign to open. I reached Shawn and he hands me my vanilla bean frappuccino. I take a sip and I just melt inside. Its so good. A few customers come in and I take down the orders while the others make the drinks. More people come in at 9:00a.m. then crowded at 12:00pm and the crowd is gone by 2:00p.m. Its always hectic around that time. Starbucks is fun to work place to work at.

Work goes through pretty fast. The others leave and I will be there to close up like I always to. Closing time is at 10:00p.m. and right now its 9:30p.m. I clean the tables and soon barges in is some guy in a navy blue hoodie. He sounds like he is panting, but I walk up to the register and ask him a question.

"Sir, would you like anything?" I ask the mysterious man.

He turns around with the hood over his head and head turned town.

"Yes, I would like vanilla chai, please"

He replies in a British accent. He looks up after he says his order.

I gasp loudly and widen my eyes. I bat my eyelashes to see if this is a dream. It was. It was him.

"You! What are you doing here?" I scream.

"Is that they way to treat a long lost friend?" He asks.

"Friend. What do you expect me to do, huh? Hug you and forget everything you did. Some friend you are to forget me. Please, I don't say you're sorry, don't say anything. There is nothing you can do to be my friend again."

"Hannah Bana- Hannah, I'm sorry for everything. For not keeping contact with you. For not being there when you needed. For- for everything, I'm sorry." He cries out.

"Sorry does cut it. It's 10:00 already. It is time for me to close up. Get out of my store."

I grab my things and we both leave Starbucks.

I turn the lights off and lock the door. I leave him by himself and before I walk away, he grabs my arm. Something drops, but I don't bother to look down. I pull my hand away from his grasp and I get in my car and drive away.        ____________________________

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Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. School is almost over.. I get out June 27, wondering why so late, cuz all of the snow days. Ugh.

Well sorry for a short chapter. Still wondering who he is? Next chapter you will find out!

Until next time....

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