I didn't feel like writing today, so this is going to be a short chapter. It was mostly so I could say Merry Christmas Eve to my loves. x
________________________Chapter Two
[Kitorah's POV]
Walking over to Louelle, my mind tried to wrap around itself and process on what this man wanted to talk about. I smiled at Lou, when I reached over to the counter. Rolling my lips together and fiddling with my fingers, I thought over on how I was going to ask Louelle, for her to take over for me for a few minutes, maybe for ten minutes even.
"Um, Lou.. I was wondering if you could take over for me, for about ten minutes?" I asked hesitantly. "Please? I won't take long, and I'll be staying over at one of these tables in here." I added when I realised my friend's eyes widen. Staring at Lou with pleading eyes, she finally gave in with a sigh and nodded.
"Yeah sure, just be back before our boss realises that you're gone, and fire your ass." She says with a roll of her eyes. Louelle and I have a very strict and loud boss. He thinks that he is above us all, just because he owns this coffee shop. Liam is his name if you guys were wondering who he was. Liam is attractive and a sweetheart when he wants to be, but when he wants something done his way, he acts like a total fucking snob.
Chuckling lightly, I started walking back over to the man with the nice swurly curled hair. Looking up, my heart started to hammer fast against my rib cage when I've noticed that he was staring at me intently. His left hand was propping up his chin, his thin pink lips in a pout, but his eyes, that is the physical feature that got me mezmerised. He sat there and stared at me for like forever, until I got to the table he was occupying.
I sat down in the booth opposite to his. The guy in the black coat in front of me, rest his two hands onto the table firmly. I looked down, furrowing my eyebrows when I saw a cross on his left hand graved into his skin. Is it wrong to be attracted to someone you don't even know? Even so, why not? He's a beautiful specimen made by the Lord. I thought to myself. Shaking my head from these thoughts, I diverted my attention back to the unknown.
"So, what is it you wanted to talk about my boyfriend?" I asked, not beating around the bush at all. If I beat around the bush, someone could jump me and catch me off guard, right?
"Hmm, quite the impatient one, are you love?" The man replied, his voice deep and slow. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Of course I'm going to be impatient. You came when I was working, trying to make me lose my job aren't you?" I asked, looking outside the big transparent glass. He chuckled a bit at my statement, shaking his head.
"Oh, yeah, sorry about that. So I gotta cut straight to the chase....Yeah?" He asked, toying with his bottom lip with his long fingers. My eyebrow raised when I stared at him for a while. He seemed nervous.
I nodded and leaned back into the soft cushion of the booth. My turned into a slight frown, when he didn't start explaining anything, yet. Opening my mouth to say something, he cut me off.
"I lied when I told you I wanted to talk to you about your boyfriend." He said in a rushed tone, under his breath. Closing his eyes, then popping open one of them to peep at me. I giggled a bit a how cute that was.
"Then what is it that you want to talk about? I don't think anything other than my boyfriend is important right now." I said, my face serious. Remembering that this guy mentioned Zayn's name and not "your boyfriend", I went to ask him something else. "How do you know my boyfriend is Zayn? How do even know Zayn? Why are you even here?" I asked, firing question after question like a speeding bullet.
"Whoaa, there. Slow down with the questions, babe." The guy said, his hands up in mock surrender and his eyes shimmering with amusement. "I'm going to answer all of the questions you just asked." He added, leaning forward from off the booth. The mysterious man shook his hair a bit and raked his fingers through his curly hair.
"You know, I have a job to get to." I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest and tapping my fingers against my skin. I glared at him when he started to let out a low chuckle.
"Feisty... I like it." He said with a big bright smile on his face. A ladies man, isn't he? I forced a smile in return. "Okay. So, I wanted to talk about the job offer that Ronny offered you a while back and I know Zayn, he's been my best friend since fourth grade." He said slowly, his eyes searching my face for any since of emotion.
"No." I said firmly, with no hesitation present. "I'm not working at no fucking strip club. So run along and tell him that, and leave me the fuck alone." I said, motioning with my hands as a gesture in shooing him away. He smiled, stood up and nodded, his eyes showing understanding.
"Well, it was nice talking to you, love." He replied, his voice raspy. He took my hand and kissed it gently, his lips lingering on my skin longer than he was supposed to. My heart fluttered a bit at the feel of his skin touching mine."To be honest with you, this isn't the last time you're going to see me, so get used to it, yeah?" He said, starting to walk away with long strides towards the exit.
Okay, okay.. Wait, I'm so fucking stupid, I don't even know his name. Hitting my head a few times, I got up quickly and yelled over to him. "Wait! What's your name!?" I yelled, my voice sounding a bit high pitched from the little contact we've made not even a minute ago.
He turned around slowly, his hands behind his back and his beautiful smile pinned onto his face. "I'm Harry. Harry Styles." He said, turning around, and pushing the glass door open and leaving just as fast as he came. I chuckled a bit when I realised he said a line from James Bond. Shaking my head with a smile tugging on my lips. I turned around and started walking back towards the cash register, but was met with my boss. His eyes lit with burning fury.
All my mind was thinking about was: Fuck, I'm so going to get my ass fired.
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A/N: Hey babies. Merry Christmas Eve and Christmas. Here's a short update just bc I wanted to say Merry Christmas. I love you guys so much and thank you very much for the support you guys have been providing me. May God bless you all. Don't forget to vote/comment/share. SORRY FOR THE SHORT UPDATE OK? BARE WITH ME CAUSE IDK WTF I JUST WROTE, FUCK ME.
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