POV MELANIE
I was late I can't deal with myself sometimes. I am never late and not because I am such a responsible adult. NO! It's because no matter what I will be there on time. I run through the streets like a fluffing crazy cow that is about to get kidnapped by her crazy ex. I shouldn't do this especially not with my heart. Now don't get me wrong I don't have some crazy heart-condition because of which I could die any moment... No, it's just that my heartbeat will go up to 200 and over BMP when I just lift something heavy. Now you may think it's because I don't exercise and I am proud to say no that indeed is not the reason it's something I inherited from my mother, may God bless her for that... I should call her today.
Well, now I was running through the street 2 min to get to the cafe where I am supposed to meet up with my friend to study for our upcoming IB exam, my half-open bag on my shoulder because it's too small for my stuff and my water bottle in my hand because it had dropped out of my bag while I was running.
I got to the cafe right on time and saw Amy sitting there sipping her coffee staring at a guy... Of course, she was... Amy was what you call sex-driven... She lived for it... So easily said she was the opposite of me. It's not a dislike of sex or anything like that it's just, I am not interested... it's nothing special to me and it makes no sense to me when I am not doing it to end up with a baby... That's what sex is for in my opinion but well like I said Amy and I polar opposites on this one.
I walked up to her and hit her against her head to make her stop googling the cute barista. Hey baby girl! I said sitting down in the seat across from her. She looked at me and smiled. I love this girl more than anything even when I have heard her bang half our university seniors and still can hear her scream harder in my nightmares.
She smiled at me. And have you already learned everything for this test and are you just going the revise everything and make me beg you to explain me half of this? She asked ignoring my messy appearance.
How funny you are. And for your information. No, because I think you won't need my help!
I said smiling thrusting out my water bottle to shake it... I don't know why but it's a bad habit of mine . I opened the bottle and drank from it. Well, you start learning and I will go get myself some coffee? I asked smiling. She nodded and took her books out. I stood up and went to the cashier to get myself an americano. I smiled looking at the barista, Amy was checking out a while ago. He is cute not gonna lie. I don't have a type but I do have some stuff I like and dislike.I waited for my cold beverage and looked around the cafe it wasn't that full but there were some customers. Some tables were filled with some guys and some girls. Most of them studying, well it was the cafe closest to our college after all.
The cute barista gave me my coffee and smiled. I smiled back and turned around to see Amy staring at us. This girl can't help herself can she? I smiled and walked to our table to sit down and get my iPad out. After a while of studying I wasn't having it with my coffee anymore I thrust my hand out to shake my water bottle.
I didn't look... I never did... Seems like I should have because I hit somebody and just from the feeling of it I don't think it's a girl.
I stared at Amy, who was just staring at the probably human male next to me. I took a deep breath and put the water bottle on the table. I dared to look up at the guy he had spilt some of his hot coffee over his hand but the worst part is the other hand was holding his cock... A least I assume so which I probably had hit with my Metall water bottle. I couldn't believe this. I looked up at him he seemed to be in pain but he stared down at me with no emotions in his eyes.
I am so sorry! OMG this wasn't on purpose I just wanted to shake my bottle and I didn't look if someone was coming I wasn't trying to hit you- Are you okay? I thrust my hand out toward his groin but retreated it quickly when Amy kicked me under the table. Omg, I almost OH NO NO NO NO NO!
I shot up Omg I didn't want to touch- ah it. It was just an instinct I said realising it probably seemed as if I would just grab any guys dick. Oh, wait not to like that I meant you know you hit somebody and touch that part asking if you hurt them. Mel you are making it worse... I looked at Amy for help but she seemed to busy holding her fluffing laughter in. Where the fluff was this funny... is she kidding me. I will fluffing kill her.
I looked at the guy, he just stared at me and I think I saw amusement in his eyes. What the fluff is wrong with him I just hit his fluffing dick. Is he a masochist? At least I think that's what they are called, either way. Does he get pleasure from pain? Omg did I make him get a hard-on? I looked down but before I could confirm my crazy ass theory. The guy put two fingers under my chin and made me look up at him. Where do you think you're looking? He asked his eyes glimmering with amusement. He was a masochist, wasn't he... Oh hell no.
Nowhere I just wanted to be sure I didn't cut your dick off by accident, Ah my holy teddybear now is not the time to be cocky. I facepalmed myself. I am sorry ah let me buy you a new coffee. Wait you don't need to go to the hospital, right? Or do you? Oh god, let me drive you to a hospital. I said my eyes widening and totally forgetting that I indeed do not have a car.
Not to worry babe. I think my dick is still in place but I'd appreciate the coffee. He said still smiling and taking his fingers away from my chin. I had totally forgotten about those. I nodded walking up to the counter. I looked back seeing him follow me.
I walked up to the counter looking at the cute barista once again. Ahm Hi, I looked at his tag JAE cute name for a cute guy I thought Jae could you please give us a? I looked at the stranger
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