Broken dreams of past lovers

coffee?

I've never been pretty. I mean, I'm not unfortunately horrible looking, but I'm not beautiful. I still have no clue how I ended up with my amazing boyfriend, Liam. He had a fuck boy haircut, but was kind at heart. His light blue-green eyes filled my heart, along with his glowing tan skin. He was a gorgeous man. Even in ninth grade, he was beautiful. I remember our first meeting. He stumbled up to my locker, looking quite foolish.
"Hey, Lila what was the homework for Mr.Zred's class?" He stumbled between every word.
"It was the handout he gave us yesterday."
"Oh ya, that's right, thanks" He laughed nervously. I became more curious, his best friend was in that class, why would he ask me?
"Oh,um Lila would you wanna go to the Rockshift concert next Friday with me?" His voice was so low I strained to hear.
"Man, they are amazing. Totally pick me up at like six." I tried to sound very confident, but inside I was screaming. A hot man was asking me out.
I walked away after saying yes, hoping he wouldnt follow, and he didn't. He texted me later that night...

Liam- Hey, its liam. I'm excited for next Friday, but i wanna get to know you better first. Coffee tomorrow morning. The cracked rigly, 7am, you in?
I could practical feel my heart jumping out of my body.
Lila- I'm in I'll meet you there. :)
That coffee was the best coffee I've ever had...