Falling in Love At a Coffee Shop [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 3

Sirius' POV

I can't believe that we actually just argued in public. Most of the time I manage to internalize any strife I feel, but seeing him ignoring me like that, especially when I was trying to do something cute and fun with him really pissed me off.

I feel horrible for arguing in the nice, cute man's cafe. I'm going I have to go back and apologize for any commotion we caused as soon as I get this all figured out.

Speaking of getting this sorted out... I am walking at least ten paces ahead of Dylan, and despite how awful I feel about the whole situation he is still on his fucking phone! I am so done.

I storm into the apartment, not bothering to unlock the door with the keys and just settling on a quick Alohamora. I don't bother to shut the door behind me either.

"What the hell Dylan?! I need an actual reason for why you have been so spaced out, why you have been working so many extra hours, and why the shit you were ignoring me after everything I did or at least tried to do today?!?!"

I watch his face, and after all of my yelling, I was waiting to see anger. But he just continues to stare blankly at me, while on his phone. I yell more. What do I do in this situation?!?

"Enough." Dylan states after I had rambled on for at least ten minutes about not understanding. I don't know why I listen but I shut my mouth.

Dylan looks me in the eyes and at that moment I know that he holds no more love for me.

"Wanna know the fucking truth, do you? Well here it is; I don't fucking love you Sirius. I'm with someone else. Someone who isn't such a whiny little bitch."

My heart stops. After everything...

I don't even say anything, only listen as the blood rushes to my head and feel hot tears run down my face.

When things come back into focus I'm on my knees on the ground and Dylan is standing above me.

"Now," He starts nonchalantly. "Since we got that out of the way. Pack your shit. Get out of my fucking house."

Feeling completely numb I do as told and go to our- his. Bedroom and start grabbing things that are mine.

I never noticed how little I had until I was trying to get it all. I don't even know where I'll go... all the same. I can't stay here.

After my makeup is in its holder, and the little number of clothes I have are in a box I am ready to be out of this now unbearable place. I walk to the door, take one last look, and leave forever.

I'm honestly not sure what I'm supposed to do. I feel so many things. Lost. Hurt. Betrayal. I'm still crying as I walk down the street. The earlier refreshing breeze is now sending goosebumps up my arms and blowing cold tears back into my eyes.

The small cafe crosses my mind. It's been at least two hours since Dylan and I fought at that little corner table, and I have yet to apologize to the owner.

I don't have much luggage, so I decide why not? I walk the rest of the way to shop and try my best to not look completely distraught as I walk through the door.

It's so warm in here. And the smell of fresh baked goods and coffee lighten my mood, even if only the slightest. I spot the barista almost immediately. I begin to walk over to him, only pausing to set down my box on a nearby chair.

I truly hope he doesn't see how violently I've been crying. I really don't know if I want to explain it all to an almost complete stranger.

"Hey.." my voice is raspy from sobbing, and I cringe at the sound. "I came back to apologize about arguing in your cafe. It was extremely rude and uncalled for. You in no way deserved to had to of witnessed that."

At first, Remus doesn't say anything, but after maybe a minute of him staring at me he speaks up in his entrancing accent.

"Are you okay? You look... how say?.. torn apart." His voice is soft and caring, and I feel more tears starting to form as he asks the question.

Unable to verbally answer I nod my head, yes, trying to convey that I'm alright. He doesn't buy it.

"Come with me." He takes my hand, and I only pause to worry about my belongings a moment before deciding that they'll be safe why I am lead away to some mysterious place.

We go up a flight of stairs, and it only takes a second for me to realize that we are most likely going to some sort of above shop apartment. It makes sense for him to live above his store.

My suspicions are proven correct as he unlocks a door and leads me into a homey looking living room. One of the first things I notice is the long cypress wand on his coffee table. He's a wizard, I realize.

"Would you like some tea?" He asks, and I accept. Tea seems nice, especially with someone as caring as this man.

Once the tea is made, he sits next to me on the sofa and gives me an awaiting look. I know that it's my cue to explain what happened, but honestly, I don't know where to start.

I decide that the moment I realized Dylan was distant would be a good place, and I don't notice the time flying by as I explain the whole situation.

"And he looked at me with no feeling in his face and just said straight out that he doesn't love me, that he's been cheating, and go pack my shit and leave. I don't even have a place to go... After that, I came here.."

I finish the long-lasting explanation and look up to see a pained expression on Remus' soft features. I can tell by just this reaction that he cares more than Dylan ever did.