Chapter 4 - The Coffee Shop

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Friday flew by and finally it was the weekend. Over the weekend I researched some strategies on how to break down Miles' walls.

I did some revision for a History paper then decided to head out for a coffee.

I walked to the coffee shop down the road and bought an Americano, I turned to head home when guess who I saw walking past the coffee shop? yeah you guessed right Miles Monroe.

I ran out the shop holding my Americano in my left hand, "Miles" I shout, he turns slowly

"You again?"

"Yeah umm can I get you a coffee?" his nose scrunches up adorably. "A hot chocolate then" I say realising his distaste for coffee.

He looks at me, although surprised by the way I could tell he didn't like coffee.

"Yeah, ok" he says as he starts walking briskly towards me.

I he'd back into the coffee shop and buy him a hot chocolate.

"Do you wanna like, sit" I say awkwardly.

"Yeah" he says as he heads over to the comfy chairs in the back corner of the coffee shop. I follow him cautiously and take a seat.

"So what do you wanna talk about?" I ask.

"You" he reply surely.

"Me?" I question.

"Yeah you"

"There's not much to tell" I reply truthfully.

"Then tell me that "not much" tell me about your family, your hobbies, your interests"

"You sound like a creep" I joke.

"Just trying to be nice" he says adorably.

"I'm kidding ok..." So I tell him all the little thing about how annoying my parents are to which books I like to read; as I speak the tiniest of smiles spreads slowly across his face. when Im done speaking he looks at me in a way that makes me blush. "what?" I ask

"You" he says and that's the only answer I get, which causes me to blush more. By now we've finished our drinks. and it's time to be getting back because Kayla will be turning up at my house for a sleepover soon.

"Bye then, I need to get going now cause Kayla my friends coming round" I say feeling like I have to explain myself.

"Ok see ya, oh and by the way..." he comes towards me and whisper in my ear "I don't cut because I'm depressed, when I'm depressed I draw, I cut or punch fucking walls when I'm angry"

What he says startles me one because of what he said and two because he shared the information willingly. I take his hand and look at his knuckles in the light, I can see the bruises and I can see cuts right up to his wrist where his hoodie is ascu.

Then I say something that surprises both myself and him. "do you wanna walk me home?"

He smiles a true smile "ok" he says still grinning bashfully.

As we walk we talk about me, it's honestly nice to have someone interested in me as a person.

"So, see you Monday" I say when we arrive at my door.

"Yeah see you Monday!" he says his voice is light and care free.

I walk in to my house with a grin on my face.

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So there you have it chapter 4 is up x

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