His Secret

Chapter 1

It was August, it was boiling. Getting off from my shift at the diner was the highlight of my day. Or so I thought. Realising the gas tank was nearly empty I made an impromptu stop at the gas station. After filling up I made my way quickly to the little kiosk, ready to pay. 

The heat was killing me. Just walking the short distance the small building made me want to faint. As soon as I was hit by the AC I had to stifle the the weird moan of relief. Damn. I forgot, I should have filled the tank in the morning. Craig was standing behind the counter, he was nice enough, we he wasn't staring at your chest, or grinning extremely creepily at you. Giving him an awkward smile, I started to make my way to the counter. The chest freezer at the back caught my eye, and for once today I was genuinely happy.  

A couple minutes later I was bent over the freezer trying not to fall in. The heavy ass top balancing on my back. I had it in my sites, if only my arms were longer. Really, why did these things need to be so deep. At the very bottom was a freeze pop. Not just any old freeze pop, but a blue freeze pop. Also it was the only one left. Every time I tried to grab it I got closer but still couldn't reach the bottom.

I groaned in frustration the weight on my back was killing me. I was about to give up and ask Craig to help, I had been avoiding that option because I could feel his creepy grin on me. However, I feel the weight being lifted off my back and a tanned hand reach and grab my freeze pop. Now, at this point I had to chose either of two assumptions to act on. 1: It was a lovely gentleman who had offered assistance to a damsel in distress. 2: This was some punk that was planning on stealing my freeze pop. 

I looked up and saw a guy that looked round my age sixteen or seventeen. He had a strong chiselled jaw and cheekbones, and don't even get me started on his eyes they were gorgeous, a light green the glinted every time the sun shined on them(Although most eyes did that...). This guy was definitely new around here because in a small town like this every one knew each other and I would not forget seeing such a gorgeous pair of eyes. I decided option 1 was the most likely.  

My gaze slowly trailed down to his lips.In place of what should of been a cute but dazzling smile was a self gratified smirk that I'm immediately wanted to slap off. Scratch what I said earlier, he is definitely a two. I guess that's what get for believing in Prince's. 

"Excuse me but I have been trying to get that freeze pop for the last ten minutes, so if you don't mind I'll take that!" Slight overstatement but that freeze pop was mine. I made a grab for it but he held it above his head and well out of my reach. Damn my mother for being so short. 

"Sorry sweetheart but, finders' keepers," I pulled myself out from the freezer, I admit I flinch slightly at the bang. I plucked up the courage to look him straight in the eyes. 

"Yes and I found it! I just couldn't reach!" He let out a chuckle as he turned and walked to the cashier. I stared disbelieving at his retreating back, just as I gathered my bearings on what just happened he was walking out the gas station with my freeze pop! 

I ran after him almost out of the shop, I stopped quickly spinning on my heel. Quickly I paid Craig hardly listening to his questions about the situation and left. I scanned the area, hoping the thief hadn't managed to leave yet. I saw his leather clad back walking towards a '67 Chevy impala I felt my jaw drop, no way was that his car! 

I sped up, reaching him just before he reached the car and I grab his arm and made him turn around to face me. I glared at him; he had my freeze pop in his mouth! His eyes were glinting in amusement, he raised his eyebrows as if question what I wanted. I pulled the freeze pop out his mouth. Not making a move to say anything. I just stood relaxed the hand not holding the freeze pop in a death grip, resting on it my cocked hip.

"Hey!" He shouted as the freeze pop left his mouth, "that's mine I paid for it!"

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't see you there," I kept a straight face just glaring at him. My excuse made absolutely no sense but I couldn't care less.

"What you thought that the freeze pop was just flying in mid-air, you couldn't see the very visible person on the other end?" He asked incredulously, I didn't give him the satisfaction of a bumbling response and kept my mouth in a tight lipped smile. But seriously, what a jerk stealing my freeze pop, you just don't do that to a girl. 

"Seriously though, who watches a girl struggle and instead of helping, steals from them! Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?" 

His eyes soften slightly, "My Mom died when I was four." 

I looked down at the floor, me and my stupid big ass mouth! "I'm sorry-"

"Save it, you can keep the stupid freeze pop," He swiftly turned on his heel and started walking towards the sleek black car.

As he was about to open the door to the passenger seat I grabbed the sleeve of his leather jacket and tugged quickly on it, hoping he would turn around. "Jesus. Can you stop being a jack ass for just one second. I'm sorry okay, I'm an idiot with a big mouth. Don't take the hate out on the freeze pop." Hiding behind the luminous blue stick of ice I gave him a hopeful smile. He looked at me, his eyebrow quirked high, as if asking me are you serious? Eventually he shook his head and with a small smile on his face and accepted my gracious offering. "So, forgiven for my big mouth?"

He smirked at me. I really hate that stupid smirk. "Depends," I furrowed my eyebrows, telling him to go on. I didn't like were this was heading. "Give me your phone number and all is forgiven," his eyes glinted in amusement.

I let my mouth hang open in disbelief, seriously what is with this guy's moods swings! Him and his stupid jerky smirk, gosh what an arrogant ass hole. 

Thinking deviously, a smirk appeared on my face. Putting my hands on my hips I sensually (hopefully) smiled at him. "Sure do you have a pen?"  Before I finished my sentence he had a pen in his hand, very sure of himself I see. I grabbed his arm, rolling his sleeve up, careful he could read what I was writing. "Bet the sob story usually works xx," quickly I rolled his sleeve down before he could read it and handed the pen back to him, quickly walking back to my car.

As I closed the door and stuffed the keys back into the ignition I heard a burst of laughter through my open window. Out of curiosity I looked over and saw shaggy brown hair poke out behind Jerk (I decided to name him).

"Hahahahah Dean got rejected! Bet that doesn't happen often," I hear a boy's voice shout with amusement. So the Jerk's name is actually Dean huh? Cute name, I bet he'd love to be called cute. Although he seems like the kind of guy who will take any type of compliment just for the ego boost. 

"Shut up Sammy," I hear a too familiar voice respond. Grinning I quickly pulled out, ending up half hoping and half dreading ever meeting him again.  

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