Take A Chance On Me

The Coffee Shop

I'm such a klutz. I tripped over a chair in the seating area outside the cafe. I dropped my coffee in front of me and fell flat on my face. I rolled over and started laughing, I don't know why I just tend to laugh in awkward situations and falling over in public is always awkward.

Then a shadow came over me and blocked my sun, a man wearing pink sunglasses, I think it was the man whose chair I tripped over, he was crouching over me to see if I was ok He started to speak "oh man, I am soo sorry, I really should tuck my chair in more, here let me help you up" he stretched out his hand for me, I took it and he pulled me up. What a gentleman. "Are you hurt?" He continues to ask me

"Nah, don't worry about it" I reply "it's my fault, I can never manage to stay up on my own two feet... I'm really clumsy" I say with a smile. He's still holding my hand. "Umm..." I begin as I look down at my hand. He quickly takes the hint "oh sorry" and he lets go as small red blushes begin to show on his cheeks. "Hahahaha, it's ok" I let out to try and remove his embarrassment.

"Excuse me" I step forward to reach my coffee cup still on the ground, but a pain starts to ebb in my right knee, I look down and see a large patch of blood.

The gentleman noticed my shock and followed my eyes down to my knee "Oh my gosh... I'm so sorry, please sit down, here let me get that" he goes to pick up my cup as I sit down. He shakes it upside down in front of me "sorry it's empty... Hang on i'll buy you another one"

"No it's ok i'm gonna be late for work"

"Please it's the least I can do" he reads my order on the side of the cup "mocha, two sugars, that's just how I like it, ok wait there, it'll only take 5 minutes" then he quickly walks into the cafe before I can protest. I look down at my watch, i shrug, might as well wait i mean i'm already late for work a couple more minutes couIdn't hurt, I smile, the gentleman seems reallya nice...

The pain in my knee distracts me from my thoughts, I slowly get up and limp towards the toilets so i can wet some tissues to clean my cut.

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I quickly walked into the cafe and lined up before she could protest.

I know it was an accident and that it wasn't my fault, but she still fell over my chair so I feel really bad. I also know that she wants to leave but something about her wants me to make her stay, I guess it's because she's not a fan girl squeeing all over me, it's, what's the word... Refreshing, maybe the disguise is working, nah, she looks to old to be fangirling over anyone, and actually she looks around my age.

I received her order and quickly walked out to the table she was supposed to be sitting at... She left. My heart sank, it was love at first sight, maybe not love but there was something about her that really wanted me to get to know her, she seemed special... I turned my head to look around for her, and then when I couldn't see her I slunk into her chair to sit down. I looked down to the coffee in my hand, what a waste, I was about too take a sip when I heard a voice behind me say "isn't that for me?"

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I smirked,sat down across him, and started cleaning my cut. He had nearly dropped the coffee cup and quickly put it down "oh it is, sorry, i thought you had left", he sounded relieved that I hadn't; he slid the cup over. "Oh my gosh that's alot of blood, i'm really sorry, please let me do that" and he grabbed the tissues from my hand and was on one knee gently cleaning my cut, again before i could protest."Umm thanks, oh and thanks for the coffee, here i'll pay you back"

"No please its my treat" I put the change back in my pocket and we sat there in silence for a few minutes while i drank my coffee and he cleaned my knee, i couldn't even feel anything he had such a sensitive touch. I looked down just as he looked up and smiled, now the glasses were starting to annoy me. Wouldn't you want to know what the man who bought you coffee and was cleaning your cut look like? "Umm... Do you think you could take off your glasses for a minute, if that's alright with you, i mean you can see my face..." He stood up and threw the tissues in the bin and walked back over. "I don't suppose a fine lady like you carries around a bandage in your bag" he said as he smiled and sat back down again. I blushed hahah fine lady... Then i realised something " hey you didn't answer my question! And don't call me a fine lady"

"Why?"

"It's just that ladies are like all girly girl and pretty and.."

"Well i think you're beautiful Miss... Or is it Mrs?

I blush again "Miss Jane" putting extra emphasis on the miss.

"Wow really, no-one special in your life?"

"That was a long time ago, i don't like to talk about it, these days boyfriends are too much drama for me" then most abruptly i playfully kicked him in the shin." Hey don't call me beautiful either." He pulled a cute confused face. "Sorry it's just that the last person who called me beautiful..." I quietly whisper... Then i speak up ".... Sorry hahaha i'm just not used to being around prince charming's like yourself Sir...?"

"Darren" and with that he pulls his glasses down to his nose, winks and puts his glasses back in place. It took me only a few seconds afterwards to process that i was having coffee with DARREN CRISS!!!

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