Oliver P.O.V.
It was cold and rainy today, plus everything was slow. I was tired beyond meanings, I kept thinking about yesterdays thoughts. I had to clean my underwear this morning, thanks to my dirty thoughts.
"Oliver?" I turn my head and see another waitress, I believe her name was Brooke. "Yes, Brooke?" I question and she blushes slightly. "U-um, I was wondering if you wanted to see a movie this weekend?" She asked while biting her lip. I looked at her straight faced, "What kind of movie?" and watched her face, "O-oh, uh its a comedy. You know what, never mind." and with that she was off.
I let out the biggest sigh, I don't know how to deal with women, especially those who actually talk to me. Not like I hate women, I just can't function with them.
"WOW, you suck." The cooker came around the corner, "what?" I question. "You were totally mean to her just now." I looked at him confused, "how?". "Its because of your face." Okay, ouch. I'm very handsome, my mother tells me all the time. "She just didn't want to go to the movies anymore." I stated while rolling my eyes. "Oh yeah? Then why is she asking Todd out?" The cooker confronts. I looked at him surprised then sulked, " Don't you have to get back to yknow, Cooking?" I stated irritated. He laughed and walked off. Sometimes I swear I hate him.
It was now in the late afternoons, and it was still slow and raining. I was playing on my phone, I didn't even hear the front door open. "Excuse me?" I heard the most silky smooth voice ever, I felt as if I knew who this voice matched, but I couldn't pin point it. I fumbled with my phone and looked up, "Sor-" My voice was caught once I made contact with the beautiful woman in front of me. She was a beautiful shade of coffee, curls that shaped her face, eyes that can make me forget what I wanted to say, and lips that I wished could say my name a million times. "Huh?" I'm snapped out of my gaze after the lady snapped her fingers in my face. I blush and looked at the floor and looked back up, "sorry" I rushed out. She smiled but her smile turned to worry, " Are you okay?" I looked at her with confusion, but she started to get blurry. I started to get dizzy and eventually fell to the ground, before I drift to darkness, I felt something touch me.
It was warm
CHAPTER 2?? EH? I love Zendaya, I am gay for her. Ok bye.
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RomanceOliver has always been a guy, but a guy that never interacts with women. Alex has always been, Alex. Nobody knows enough of her, but they know of her. Take a awkward kid, mix in a aggressive Italian woman, with a touch of maturity, and...