Just The Usual ~ Ianthony

Chapter 7

For the next half hour I sulked, gloomily dropping my chin on my hand, my elbows resting on the counter. Meanwhile David watched with a smug expression from the opposide of the café while he cleaned.

I scrawled some lyrics down onto a napkin, not really putting much thought into it at all. My mind was so distant. I didn't think I could song write when Anthony was in the room.

I had yet again failed to speak to Anthony. For one thing his freaking friends wouldn't leave him alone! I was getting especially annoyed with the girls. They kept giving him this look, you know? They had a look in their eye and I didn't like it one bit.

"Now, now, Ian don't get jealous." David tutted fiendishly into my ear as I watched one of Anthony's friends run their long, manicured, nailed fingers through his slightly tousled hair.

For got sake. It look like they had talons! Why do girls have to have such long nails! Yuck!

"Shutup!" I hissed back to David, scowling and giving the coffee machine a quick clean.

He was so annoying...almost as annoying as the two back street prossies crawling all over my Anthony.

I flushed deeply from my thoughts. It was like my blush had gone several layers deep because I almost felt the heat radiating off my cheeks. Why did I think that? He's not my Anthony! This isn't some Fifty Shades Of Grey kind of crap! He wasn't my anything! Hell,What was wrong with me?

"Mmhm." David cleared his throat, which rather oddly sounded like a snicker.

Shooting him a glare I said. "I will ask him. J-just wait until his friends leave."

At that moment the blonde man sitting on Anthony's right raised a hand, calling out. "Hey, Kid! Can I get a glass of water...actually can I have four glasses of water. My friends and I are thirsty."

Um...first of all, why does everyone call me a kid? Sure, I have boyish features and I'm not a body builder or  jock or anything like that but I am manly! Totally verile and tough.

"Go and serve our customers, Ian." David smiled encouragingly, giving me a slight push in the direction of the tap. "Ask them if they're okay with tap water!" He reminded me.

"R-right!" I said at once. "Um...d-do you want tap water or bottled water?" I stammered in an undertone. It was more of a mumble but I just hoped I wasn't asked to repeat it.

"Tap's fine." The guy answered.

Filling the four glasses up to the rim, I glanced over at Anthony to see him smiling back at me. Why was he smiling? Was something funny? I hoped I didn't have anything on my face.

I lost my concentration and gasped, spraying water all over me by accidentally turning up the water rather than turning it off.

Crap. I was completely soaked and my crotch looked like I had had a accident. 

Letting out a cry of surprise, I covered the tap my hands and yelped when it sprayed me in the face as well. Sometime during the mid crisis I spluttered out a 'help!'

There was none needed by the time I had finally managed to switch of the water. Christ. I had never been so embarrassed. Well actually I had. I'm always embarrassed because I'm so god damn clumsy!

Except, at that moment, while I was looking like an absolute idiot, drenched in water from head to toe, Anthony had laughed. Yes, he made it as quiet and discreet as possible (probably to cause the minimum embarrasent for me) except it made me even more humiliated.

I felt tears sting in my eyes but I stepped away from the puddle of water I had created on the floor and swallowed down the lump in my throat. It was like that feeling...when you think if you try to speak then you'll burst into tears just by opening ur mouth.

There was silence for a few seconds, which gave David a chance to give me a nervous smile and a glare. He clenched his jaw. "Ian." He hissed. "I'll clear away and you get back to work."

"Sorry." I croaked out miserably and refrained from wiping my watery eyes because then David would know I was crying in the first place and I definitely didn't want to give him another reason to make fun of me.

Of course it was a big deal that I had made a mess and usually when someone laughs at me, I blush and laugh at my own awkwardness! Except this was a big deal...since someone as cool as Anthony was there.

I knew I was acting like such a girly girl, and I shouldn't be crying over some dude. But I couldn't help it. I guess I just really really wanted to be friends with That Guy.

Yeah right, Ian! You just want to get married to him already! Hope you guys are enjoying the story and I know I took forever to update but school is slowly killing me -__-
This chapter is super boring but I'll give you some major ianthony in the next one!! Uvu