Storm In Silence

Chapter 5: My spirit animal is a mantis shrimp.

Also, shoutout to my best friend who's spirit animal is actually a mantis shrimp. Love you cat.
Enjoy!!
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After driving in separate cars we had belatedly made it to our destination. A modernized and lavish looking breakfast place called Deli. It was twenty minutes from my home. We drove in separate cars because obviously we can't drive in one and leave the other.

Oh my, that's such useful information.

I parked my car and shut off the engine and relaxed in the taciturnity for a minute. I took a few breathes and gazed down at my lap.

A cutting knock resonated through the car and I jumped in fright, my eyes instantly snapped up to my window. Aiden was staring at me with a comprehensive grin on his stupid face.

What a butt. Ugh.

He opened my door and took my hand directing me out.

"You literally just gave me an aneurysm, are you fucking crazy?" I cried.

"You're fucking crazy. You really are sleepy. I was standing at your window for at least a minute," he revealed in response.

My cheeks ignited under his stare. I peered down at my feet to avoid any further embarrassment.

"Okay maybe I'm a little crazy," I theorized.

"A little?" he asked, amused with his eyebrows raised.

God, I want to lick his face. Again with the same stupid thoughts.

He shook his head with a ghost of a smile on his face and opened the door of the restaurant for me.

I thanked him and as soon as we approached the waitress, recognition seemed to flash over her features and she led us to a small booth in the corner of the modern place.

The tiles consisted of elegant white marble, similar to the ones in my home and the roof was painted a turquoise color. Crystal chandeliers hung every few meters away and the area was shaped like a rectangle.

Large see-through windows lined the sides of the booths and the logo of the eatery was instilled into the glass. Halfway down the glass walls, the glass would become opaque with some blurring kind of material.

I was instantly in love. I would definitely want to come back here. It all depends on how the food tastes of course.

A comfortable silence upheld us as we sat on-looking at the bikers and dog-walkers that would come by every few minutes. Well, I was looking outside but from the corner of my eye, I could just feel Aiden's intense gaze on the side of my face.

"What?" I questioned, a bit flustered.

"You just truly look like an angel," he claimed.

My stomach churned at his words.

"Yeah, I bet. Don't my under-eye-bags just make you want to have some sexy time? What about my bloodshot looking eyes, maybe my birdnest looking hair?" Sarcasm was my way out of compliments.

Don't get me wrong, I liked hearing them but I just never knew how to respond to them other than blushing and looking away.

His deep laugh filled my ears.

"Did you just say sexy time? Man, what's next, hanky panky?"

"With you, I could never know," I winked at him.

"You've been smiling a lot lately, it looks good on you," I acknowledged, poking his dimples.

At this, his smile instantly dropped and he slapped my hand away. His facial expression still maintained one of humor, he just wasn't smiling anymore.

I stared at him.

"It's so unfair how you get to look like that while the rest of us have to look like potatoes. If Zeus braced us all with his presence one day and declared you his long lost son, I wouldn't be surprised," I rambled.

"I would hardly call you a potato. I know right, I'm alluring," this time, he winked at me.

I was about to say some stupid shit, but the waitress appeared and batted her eyelashes at Aiden.

I chuckled at this, she looked oldest, nineteen.

After ordering a cheese croissant, an avocado sandwich, strawberry yogurt with muesli, a fruit bowl and some mint tea, Aiden ordered. He decided on scrambled eggs, pancakes, toast, a fruit bowl, and some orange juice.

The waitress awkwardly stood there and tried to find any reason to still talk to Aiden.

"Listen, girl, I haven't slept in like ten hours so can you please deliver our orders and maybe drool over him some other time?" I spat.

She nodded quickly and her cheeks flushed a red color as she scurried away.

"Well, someone's jealous," Aiden teased.

"I admit, I am that kind of girlfriend, but you seriously need to learn the difference between hungry and jealous and hungry and jealous and sleep-deprived," I ranted crazily.

Dear God, maybe I really was losing my sanity.

"You're that type of girlfriend huh?" he teased again.

"Yes. If someone's flirting with my man and on top of that delaying my food, I'll go batshit crazy," I proclaimed.

"You're already batshit crazy," he mumbled.

"Okay, Mr. Flamboyant ass!" I muttered.

We stared at each other for a second before breaking into laughter.

Shortly after, the food was delivered and I wasted no time in digging in. Call me crazy but that breakfast burrito was certainly not enough. I survived on at least seventy-four meals per day.

Twenty minutes later, I was bloated and felt like a fat, flopping fish.

"Are you ready to go?" Aiden asked me,

"Yes."

Even after my five minutes of objecting, Aiden demanded to pay. I rolled my eyes.

"How uncool man, it's not every day a lady offers to pay for your food," I joked.

"Now now Alina, what kind of gentleman would I be if I offered to take you for food and didn't pay?"

"Fair point, man, is there any way you can drive both of our cars?" I whined.

"I know I'm the perfect man but I'm sorry sweetheart, I can't work those kinds of miracles," he muttered jokingly.

"What kind of miracles can you work?"

Before he could even open his mouth to make some kind of sexual or weird remark, I barked out, "Nevermind! I don't even need to know!" He chuckled at me as he opened my car door for me. I started the engine and rolled down the window.

"I'll race you there?"

"Not with you in this zombie-like fucking state, love,"

"You've definitely got a point."

He shook his head and a ghost of a smile tinted his beautiful lips as he turned away and walked towards his own car.

Man, a sleepover with Aiden freaking Johnson. Yes, sir!

I shuddered at my own perverted thoughts.

Oh, God.

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Cya soon babes!

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