mine. // mgk

chapter 4

I took a deep breath, straightened myself out, and started walking down the front steps of the diner. At the sound of my footsteps he looked up, once he realized it was me he put his phone in the back pocket of his ripped acid wash jeans and watched me, well more like stared me down as I walked towards him. I can't seem to make eye contact. Why am I so nervous? I'm never nervous around guys and I was never this nervous around Colson. I guess its because we aren't on even playing fields anymore. We aren't both addicts in rehab anymore. He's now a superstar and I'm just a waitress in a small diner.

As I approach him all I can think is how I want to turn around and never look back, but I know I can't do that. I don't know why I'm acting like this. I just don't want to talk like were best friends when I haven't been able to get him off my mind for 5 years and he is just talking to me because he feels the need to.

When I reach him all I can do is stare at his all black high top converse. I feel like a little kid getting in trouble, there's no reason for me to feel this way. I finally get the courage to look at his face and when I do I'm met with his signature smirk, I can't help but smile back.

"What's up?" I drag the words out while rocking back on my heels.

He laughs under his breath.

"Wanna get out of here?"

"We can go back to my place?" I suggest, shrugging.

He doesn't say a word, just opens the passenger door and bows, like a chauffeur or something. I lightly laugh while climbing into the Range Rover. He closes my door once he sees I'm situated and goes around to the drivers side. Once he's ready to go, he pulls out of the parking spot. He starts to move the car to exit the lot, he starts speaking to me without taking his eyes off the road

"Where the fuck am I going?"

I shake my head smiling and start to give him directions to my apartment.

A/N: filler :/