The waiter

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟

~ I recommend you to listen to Coffee while reading this ~

It is a nice afternoon and you are home alone. You had nothing to do and wanted to go for a coffee so much. You called your best friend to come with you. You dressed up comfy and left the house. You both met soon and you arrived at a new cafe in the corner of the park. 

You got in and found a nice table with two chairs near the window. You really like sitting near windows. You enjoy staring at the green nature and loiter people passing through. 

Your thoughts interrupted by a cute guy, asking you what he could offer you. You checked him out shyly. He was really handsome.

-I would like to have a hot chocolate, if it is possible..

You became slightly red and he laughed.

-Anything for such a cute and kind girl..

You smiled akwardly and he left.

Your bestie laughed at your shyness and started immediataly, talking about him to you.

-Girl, look the way he is staring at you, his eyes are locked on you! She said excitedly and looked at him.

-Hey, don't look at him like that. He will think something..

-He is cute, flirt with him the way he does!

You heard your best friend's voice and rethink. You started looking at him, making an intense staring contest. He was smiling widely to you. 

Your friend ignored both of you for a moment but she soon started talking. You were trying to pay attention to what she was saying but, that cute guy had gained already all your attention.

You suddenly saw him carrying the tray with your orders. You looked at your best friend. He was walking too slow for your table while checking you out and licking his lips. When he arrived, he served you with a big smile on his face. Your bestie laughed and you smiled shyly back at him.  You both thanked him and he was ready to leave.

-Don't act that shy to me..  He whispered at you fast while passing next of you to go back on the bar.

You gulped and your best friend couldn't stop laughing.

As the hour was passing through, many people were coming by and many tables got filled up. That waiter who stole your sight for today, was working hard but never forget to flirt with you when he had the chance.

2 hours passes and your best friend had to leave. You didn't want to leave but you had to go. You tried to find that waiter so you could say goodbye but you couldn't find him. You stood up heavily and headed to the door.

Before you get out, you felt a hand touching your hand for a second. You closed the door behind you and you got cold.

-What happened?  Your best friend asked you.

You opened your hand and saw a small paper.

*THE PHONE NUMBER IS FAKE*