I'm Not Famous!

Jake

"Okay, Stay here!" Pompel commands, Pumpkin Spice Frappuccino in hand as he smiles. He wore a pink crop top, light shorts, and my grey sweater. His hair made him look oddly feminine and it was really cute how he could pull off that crop top.

I hand him my black credit card, sipping my caramel Frappuccino, "Why?"

"Just stay! I'll be back," He smiles, sitting me at a table in the Starbucks and running off into the mall.
Well okay then. I guess I'm stuck at this table.

Luckily, I had my Gucci Snake book bag- Which I love but not a lot- over my shoulder. It matched well with my red shirt, black pants and black converse so who cares? I pull out my computer and get start on some work and emails.

While typing another email, my mind wonders. My thoughts go from Phones, Cracked screen, lol butt crack, Poppy's butt, Poppy in those jeans, Poppy in highschool, Highschool, aaaAAAH

So because my thoughts crashed I pull out my headphones, listening to music quietly. I plop my bag under the table between my feet.

***

I'm on my fifth Frappuccino when Poppy walks back into the Starbucks. He sits many bags on the table, "I just came for you to hold these,"
I groan. Seriously, These are more than twenty bags. What the hell is he doing? I mean- I would love to come with.

I grab his arm, packing my laptop back into my bag and throw it over my shoulder, "Don't leave me while you spend my money," I pick up the bags, carrying them in my arms.

As we walk out of Starbucks- Fuckin' out of no where- William bolts over to me, and steals the bags from my arms.

"I'll take these, Sir," He nods, rushing off with the bags.

"...cool," I nod and wave towards him as I follow Poppy. He walks into Pink- Which immediately leads me to question.

Poppy, catching my glance, turns red, "You don't need to know what I wear under my clothes,"

Poppy shops here. At Victoria fucking secret. Now my mind really wonders. Every clothing I see I have to picture Poppy in it now. I can't unsee what I've seen today- but it's not like I want to anyway. He picks up a few things, like underwear, perfume, a face mask and I swore I saw him take some lingerie as I was daydreaming at the pink ceiling. Wondering how they painted that. It's probably a really logical way to and I'm just being dumb, but the thought kept me occupied until Poppy rushes by me with a bag in his hands, which he shoves to me.

We went to store to store. Hot Topic, Game Stop, Think Geek, Vans, Hollister, Barnes and Noble.
He seemed to see Barnes and Noble and his eyes lit up. I wasn't carrying that many bags, most folded up into my bag, so I'm fine with him going in here.
Plus the face he made when he looked at me to see if it was okay was absolutely adorable. It made my heart so triple backflips and I'm sure it showed. But I nodded and we walked in.

Inside- Ah~ The smell of new books. Poppy and I used to be really hard nerds. Poppy also used to wear these cute glasses- But his eyesight naturally got better over time so he stopped. But they were so cute.

And I love the face he makes when he finds a good book. He bought so many, but I didn't even care. His face would light up the same way a child would when they see the ice cream truck or get a new toy.

Sometimes he would find a good book and show it to me, and if I voted it good, (Which I always did. I can't say no to that face) he would throw it in the pile of books he carried.

"Why'd you ask me, Though?" I question, my hands in my pockets.

He continues walking, not even turning back to look at me, "Well, I was hoping we could read it together," He turns back to me, "You don't mind, Do you?"