~Key Holder~

Number

It is Thursday. A bright, sunny and warm day. Would be amazing to go on a walk to the park but I'm sadly cooped up at work. I work until 8:15 tonight. Right now it's 5:24 pm. Barely anybody comes into this coffee shop. It's like a ghost town in here. Super quiet.
Super boring.
No noise.
*door ring*

My eyes lock. This tall and muscular guy comes up to the counter.
"Hello could I get a medium black coffee please with a chocolate chip cookie?"
I completely freeze for a moment.
"Sure," I click on the machine, "would you like anything else sir?" He won't stop looking. "I'm sorry, I just can't help but notice, you're so stunning." He than says. I'm so flattered. Nobody has just come up to me and called me stunning, especially a good looking guy like him. "Thank you so much!" I then say.

He stares down at me. "Could I have a small piece of paper and a pen please?" I then break off a small page from my note pad and pass him a pen. He starts writing. He then hands me the paper and pen. "Please, call me." He then says.
I'm in shock. Nobody has ever just given me their number like that. Maybe there is a little sunshine in this shop today after all.
I then tell the other worker his order and I go right back up to the counter. "Your order is being in the process, please take a seat as you await." He then gives me a smile and leaves to the other side of the room to sit down at a table by the window.

Penelope hands me the coffee and a bag containing his cookie and I walk over to his table, "Here you are. Black coffee and one cookie." He smiles again, "thank you so much."
I slowly walk away but I can't help myself but to walk back, "I'm sorry, I never got your name." He sets down his coffee and looks at me, "Elijah, Elijah Clarke. You?" I blush a bit. I can feel my cheeks getting hotter and hotter as I speak to him, "Ivy Hart. It was a pleasure to meet you."

I finally walk away. That was probably one of the craziest things that have ever happened to me. I am so grateful that it did. Maybe I have a chance with this guy.
Penelope gives me a smirk, "So, hot guy huh?" I reply with a small giggle, "Oh shush. Maybe he's a photographer looking for models." Penelope then gives me a weird look.
"A guy like that wouldn't just be looking for models to take pictures of. I mean look at him, no guy as hot as that would wanna be a photographer for a living." She has a point. I mean... he did give me his number. It's kind of strange though. I'm not that pretty. I'm just a fresh college graduate working in a coffee shop who lives in an apartment with a cat.

"Penelope, you're right. Maybe he does think I'm attractive and wants to hookup with me." I hate to admit it, and it's so stupid, but I think this is love at first sight. I'm already falling in love. This is so terrible. I hope it works out.

Penelope smiles, "see, I'm always right!" She gives me a nudge and walks off. I can't help but keep staring at him. His black hair and brown eyes. Ahhh lord save me.
Who knew the hottest guy on earth gave ME his number. My brown hair, brown eyes. It's so basic. What about me grabbed his attention?

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Finally I'm at my apartment. Apartment 12B. I unlock my door and flick on the light. I set down my purse and I close the door. My cat Baylee walks over to me and rubs her fur across my ankles. "Really Baylee?" I say as I kneel down and pick her up. I give her a small kiss on the top of her head and set her back down and grab my purse. I walk over to my kitchen and open the fridge.

The only thing I see in my fridge that I could possibly eat for dinner is leftover pizza. I take it out of the fridge and put it in the microwave for 1 minute. As I wait for the time to be up, I go into my bedroom and change into my comfy shorts and a baggy shirt. I walk back out to the kitchen and open the microwave to remove the plate and eat pizza.

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I sit down at my desk and look at the paper that Elijah had given me. I take out my phone and dial his number waiting for an answer. "Hello?" His voice had made out. I'm freaking out on the inside because I have no clue what I should say. "Hi, this is Ivy Hart. You gave me your number while I was working in the coffee shop today." I reply with. "Right, Ivy. How about tomorrow at 12 pm we meetup at Willstate park? I would love to get to know you better." Oh my god. He wants to meetup! "Sure! That sounds wonderful. I'll be there." I say. "Wonderful. See you then." He says.
"Ok!" I say before hanging up.

This is wonderful. Very.

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I wake up early in the morning. 9 am. I have 3 hours to get ready. I make my way out of my room and into the bathroom. I take a shower. Washing every inch of my body and shaving my legs, arms, armpit and my lady area. Once I'm finished I blow dry my hair until it's dry and brush it until it's straight enough. I brush my teeth and then go inside my bedroom to figure out what to wear.

I open my dresser drawers and grab my pink floral dress that goes a bit above my knees and is tight around my waist. White lace in the front on my chest, and small spaghetti straps. I grab my white flats and put on a light pink lipstick. My skin is perfectly fine and I do not need to make my eyes stand out more with mascara.

I grab my purse and walk out of my apartment door taking the elevator downstairs and into the lobby and outside to the parking lot where my car is. I get in and drive all the way to a nearby parking lot by the park.

I step out of my car and close the door. I then see Elijah sitting on a bench not too far from me in the park. I walk all the way over and sit beside him, "Hello mr Clarke." I say. "Hello miss Hart. Fine afternoon it is." He then says as I smile and say, "yes it is."

"Let me ask you miss Hart, what are your interests?" He asks me. I don't really have many but I say some anyways, "I am into art and musics. I sing a little bit and play piano." I'm one of those girls yes. I sing. But I don't really perform. He sits up a bit,
"Very interesting. What do you look for in a relationship miss Hart?" I hesitate a bit. He really is trying to hookup with me is he? 

I've never had a boyfriend. I lost my virginity in college when I was drunk partying. Met this guy and we had sex.

"Uh... I look for romance. I wouldn't know though because I have never had a boyfriend." I can't mess this up. He then puts a small smile on his face, "fascinating. What do you usually do on your free time?" My fingers fiddle around with each other. I'm so nervous, "I go on walks or stay home watching movies most of the time. Sometimes I go out with my friends." It's not really much. My life is pretty boring. I watch a lot of romance movies. I know what to do and stuff, I'm just unsure how to do them over all this nervousness.

"But mr Clarke, I would like to know a bit about you." He gets up and almost completely turns to me, "I am into romance. But the way I work in relationships is complicated." He stops. "Well, how do you work in relationships then?" I ask.

He's hesitant for a moment, "come to my place tomorrow and I will tell you everything." I wanna know now though. But I guess I can wait. I really don't wanna push him or anything. "Very well then. Wouldn't wanna push you to tell me now if it's that complicated." It is now silent. And we continue speaking for awhile.

Hello! Author speaking!!! I was very inspired by watching Fifty Shades Of Grey and stuff. Some of this stuff may seem a bit similar to it, but please trust me I'm trying my hardest to make it very different.