Love me Tender (Stuart Sutcliffe & John Lennon) ~Rewriting this~

Chapter 4

Lucy's POV:

Stuart was really cute, even holding the door open for me. No man had ever done that for me...
After Stuart had entered the café as well, he looked through the room before leading me to a little table in a corner so we were to ourselves and couldn't be bothered by too many people being around.
I sat down with the back to the wall so I had a quite nice view of all the other guests. When being in cafes or restaurants I always had the habit to watch the people around me and think of stories about their lives. But this time I had no time to do that because Stuart, who had sat down on the opposite of the table, was a lot more important than all the strangers.
Soon after we had made ourselves comfortable, a waitress came to take our orders.
Stu ordered a cup of tea only while I had a piece of chocolate cake to my tea.

What a nice cafe it was! We didn't even have to wait long until the waitress came back with our orders; not like in some kinds of cafés where you had to wait forever to get what you wanted. 
Because I had been late this morning, I hadn't had time eat breakfast or take some lunch with me to college. So I was very hungry by now and began eating the chocolate cake as soon as it had been placed in front of me.
Stu must have watched me with amusement as I was greedily eating the cake since when I looked up from my plate again he was staring right into my eyes.
I blushed deeply and felt sort of ashamed for being that impetuous with eating.

Either my facial expressions were very distinct or he could read my mind, at least he chuckled softly.
"Don't worry. It really is cute to see a girl eat and not just pick at her food," Stuart said to me with a smile.
Actually his reaction suprised me but after looking at him confused, I grinned happily and reliefed.
"I suppose there are a lot of misunderstandings between men and women that have never been sorted out up to this day... and probably will never be."
These words just slipped out of me and as soon as they were said, I felt they were stupid and regretted answering at all.
Feeling my cheeks turning red in embarrassment, I chewed on my bottom lip and stared down at my plate with the remaining cake on it.
"Very true. There should be a lot more communication between people," Stu said gently and I could see him smile as I carefully glanced up at him again.
That took a load off my mind and a shy smile crept onto my face.
"Hm", I nodded in agreement, "Everyone always assumes it is obvious what they are feeling and thinking when in fact they don't  show it in the slightest bit. And then they get angry and disappointed in their surrounding for not caring... it's weird how our psyche is working."
Actually this time I didn't feel completely stupid, telling one of my deeper thoughts that I normally never share with anyone and it relaxed me to know that Stu probably would react positive to it. But it angered me that it didn't come out the way I intended it to and also my voice would slightly crack inbetween the sentences.
Like before Stu didn't mind at all and smiled at me encouragingly like nothing weird had happened.
Maybe he knew what was going on in my mind and how hard it was for me to do this... At least he gave me the feeling everything was alright.

Our small conversation kept going for a while. Although it was rather slow and sort of uneventful, it made me feel good and I enjoyed it.
Well, Stu made me feel good and knew how to make me feel like I wasn't a burden. With that he was different from all the other's.
You know, beside my mother nobody ever seemed to be patient enough to keep up with me longer then ten minutes, ten minutes that felt like hell because it seemed so forced and unwanted...
Anyway, there were a few seconds in our conversation in which I felt like I was boring him, not saying anything interesting and like he had to keep the whole thing going himself but he immediately convinced me otherwise when always reacting so positively and involved in our dialogue.
Even though we had just met on this day, I felt like we were connecting in a way and that there was something special between us.
Maybe he felt the same way... That thought thrilled me!
Much too soon we had to leave the café since we still had to do some work but Stu was really nice and even walked me home and asked me to meet again some time. He gave me his phone number and I promised I would call him soon.