Chapter 3: Cupcake

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Chapter 3

Ayla P.O.V

After looking for about 10 minutes we had finally found our clothes some where under the sheets and under the bed.

Seth actually saw me naked, and surprisingly I didn't mind.

I get this type of confidence I'd never get around Cameron. Seth, makes me feel... Safe? Happy? Giggly? I don't know but I have some type of want or even need to be around him.

When were done putting our clothes on, we walked out the door and into the hallway.

This place was completely trashed. Before the owner of the house could catch us and make us help clean we booked it and jump in his car to go to the closest IHOP.

We walked into IHOP, hoping for the fastest seats. Unfortunately we had to wait 25 to 30 minutes for a table, it is a Sunday after all.

"So, uh Ayla was it?"

"Yes, Ayla Dead, that's my name."

"Well I'm not sure if that name really, fits you." he said as he picked up my hand, playing with my fingers.

"Oh really? What name would, fit a person as such as my self?" I played with his fingers to, trying to distract myself from looking at his beautiful face or, dangerously intoxicating, ocean green eyes.

How in the world was he a virgin last night before we did the... dirty? I giggled. I've been doing that way to often lately.

"Cupcake. It's perfect, like you." He takes his hand and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

He's sweet and he's funny. Wow, not a lot of guys like him around.

"I think I like it, well if I get to have a cute nickname than, you need one as well." I suggested.

"Okay, well what do you have in mind, Cupcake?"

"Well I was thinking awesome guy or like, cool kid, what do you think?" I'm terrible at nicknames as you can see.

"Cool kid, awesome guy? What the hell do you think this is back to the 90's? C'mon think of something better!"

A thought made it's way into my mind and I as bad as I am with nicknames I feel like this one was the best.

"How bout Mr.Funny?" I'm pretty proud of that name if I do say so myself!

"Seriously? That sounds like a pedophile name." he chuckles.

"Party of 2, Mr. Rogers your table is ready." The waitress says into the intercom.

We get up and follow the waitress to our seats, but before she could run off I tap her shoulder for a question.

"Oh um yes honey what do you need?" The older woman asks. She seems about 65 years old.

"Uh ma'am I want to ask your opinion on something." Seth raises his eyebrow at me. I smirk and wink at him and ask the question anyway.

"Ma'am what do you think about the nick name Mr. Funny?" She ponders on my question and suddenly a bright smile appears on her wrinkly face.

"Oh wow! You two love birds are just the cutest! I tell you what, I think the nick name Mr.Funny is adorable, it actually reminds me of my husband, he was a funny guy, he could always turn the mood into a happy one and make even the dullest of someone laugh like no tomorrow! Oh how I miss Robert." she stares off into deep thought , locating a favorite memory of hers probably.

"Oh no we're not in love, we're just friends." I correct.

"Oh, that's not what I see honey, the way he looks at you tells a different story. Oh Um I'm so sorry, I'm probably boring you, uh what drinks do you want sweet heart?" She asked, taking out her notepad and pen.

she writes our orders and scurries off to the back.

"So then, that settles it, your Mr. Funny from now on!" I smile and mentally pat my self on the back.

"Well, it's better than being awesome guy!" I laugh, that was a terrible name honestly.

"So, Mr. Funny, I have no plans today I don't think. After we leave here what do you wanna do?" I arch my eyebrow.

I can't believe I'm saying this but I really don't want to leave Seth just yet. I wonder why I was crying last night when I met Seth...

Nothing is jogging my memory from last night. I can't remember a thing! The last thing I remember was saying bye to Dede.

"Hey Mr. Funny?"

"Yeah Cupcake?"

"Why was I crying last night?" Seth avoided my eyes and looked down.

"Um I don't know, you never told me why, I just know that some prick cheated on you." Seth's hands were balled up fists on the table.

Suddenly, my memory of last night rushed back to me like a waterfall.

I looked down and before I knew it I was crying. I can't believe my first boyfriend cheated on me last night.

With my best friend, Clair.

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Sorry this was a short chap I know! I just needed to end it there!

Fun fact: My Stepmom nicknamed me Cupcake :3

-Kookie

Date: 8/5/14

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