Michaels POV
It was a normal work day. I got this horrid job so that I could reel in more money for my family. I decided that passing out plates at this new restaurant would'nt be so bad. It seemed easy. Until I remembered how annoying people were. Some people don't even say thank you, like damn learn some manners.
I was busy passing out plates when I noticed this very pretty girl in line. She had gorgeous blonde hair and striking green eyes. She reeled me in. It looked like she was listening to music. She looked like someone who had a good music taste. She was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans, black converse, and a floral top.
If anything she looked like she did not want to be here. She was next in line. Fuck I need to think of something to say to her. I want to get her attention, but I also don't want to sound like a pervert. "Hi, how are you cutie?" I said. That's all I could think of right now. I saw the red sneak up onto her cheeks. "I'm good, how are you?" She said back. How was I? Damn I was in front of a gorgeous girl trying to hold back a boner so I guess I was fan-fucking-tastic.
I need to be flirty. I need to be smooth. "I'm good. Looking at your cute smile made my day better though." I smiled. Please I'm praying she doesn't think I'm a creep. "Aw you're sweet." She spoke. Okay I hope she isn't just saying that to get me to shut up. Oh fuck I'm still at work. "What size plate do you want?" I had to say. Thank you shit job for ruining any vibe I just had going for me.
"Uh medium." She told me. I grabbed a medium sized plate. "Are you sure you can hold that much? You're quite small." WOW DID I JUST SAY THAT. It sounds like I insulted her weight. Damn it Michael you're such a dumb ass. Please don't take that the wrong way. She just nodded. I wonder what music she was listening to. Music was important to me so I hope she listens to good music.
"What are you listening to?" I said. Great she probably thinks I'm nosy and creepy. I'm really blowing this aren't I? "Oh you've probably never heard of them." She laughed. God her laugh was like heaven to my ears. "Try me." I smirked. I got this, I know my music. She raised her eyebrow sayig "Panic! at the Disco." Does she think I'm stupid of course I know them. I don't live under a rock. Ok sure I like the indoors better then the outdoors doesn't mean I don't know music.
"You don't have any faith in me huh? Which album?" I quickly said. C'mon Michael be smooth. "Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die." She smirked. "Song.?" I'll prove to her I know what she's talking about. "Girls/Girls/Boys." She told me. Oh I got this. I started to sing the lyrics. You should've seen the look on her face.
"O-oh." She stuttered. I winked at her and finally gave her a plate remembering that I could easily be fired for keeping people waiting. "I'd love to stay and chit chat, but I have more customers to take care of." I said smiling.
I watched as the pretty girl went back to go eat her food. I need to get her number some how. I need to be clever.
I saw as her mom got up to leave and do something. Now was my chance! I swiftly walked over and say down next to her. She hadn't noticed me yet I hope I don't scare her. "So how's your food cutie?" I asked her. Should I stop calling her cutie? I don't know she's a cutie so. "It's good thank you." She responded. She's polite, I like it. I looked into her eyes. Boy did she have pretty eyes. "You know you have really pretty eyes." I told her. Damn it I didn't mean to say that out loud.
I took one of her headphones and put it in my hear to find that she was listening to a familiar tune. "You have a great music taste." I complemented her. She might as well know that her music taste kicks ass. " I wonder how great your taste in boyrfriends is." I cheekily said. Oh for fucks sake, did I really just say? That might be one of the dumbest things I have ever said in my whole entire life.
"You don't even know my name." She sighed. She was right. How could I hit on her and not even know her name. I need to redeem myself from that shit pick up line I just tried to use. "It couldn't possibly be as pretty as the girl it belongs to." I said. Okay Michael I guess that works. "My names Liz." She confessed. Hm Liz, it suited her. Hollywood by Marina and the Diamonds was playing now.
"I expected you to say Marina." I laughed. "No sorry," she giggled "what's your name?" "Here's my number. I'll tell you if you text me." I quickly wrote my number onto a spare napkin and gave it to her. I really should get back to work if I know whats good for me. I touched the inside of her thigh as I got up. "I get off of work at 10:30. Bye Liz." I said with a wink and walked back to my station at the plates.
God I hope that went well. This girl looked like everything I've ever dreamed of. She had a cute personality and a kick ass music taste. God I hope she does text me.
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Hiii okay that was Michaels POV on meeting Liz I hope that was okay. Sorry for errors and shit I'm too lazy to correct them. Happy birthday to the bitch himself Luke :) now it's illegal to fuck him damn :( damn. I won't write many chapters in Michaels POV I just thought that I should in this case. Okay peace out kids
