~ HIS ANGEL BOY SERIES, BOOK 1 ✔ ~
"Don't try to fool yourself into thinking you didn't feel anything, Leto."
"I don't have to fool myself as I don't feel anything for you."
"Don't lie, don't make me do something I might regret."
"I doubt a creature...
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~Leto~
Looking for Manon has proven harder than I thought, Enzo and I have been looking around her favourite cafés for about an hour after receiving a text from Tal.
Bestie, you know how much she loves her cute little niche cafés, you know what to do, oh make sure Enzo is on his best behaviour, at times he can be worse than Freddie.
Smirking to myself after rereading her text while flipping my phone closed and pocketing it, I look up to see Enzo leaning up against a lamp post with his arms folded, the look of confusion written all over his face.
I walk towards him.
"Are you ok?"
He almost jumps as he hears my voice, his eyes meet mine for a brief moment, them being so similar to Freddie's but something mysterious always lays beneath his.
He stands up quickly and stuffs his hands in his pockets like he's been caught doing something he shouldn't be, he then smiles at me.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
I smile back at him while shaking my head, I can kind of see why Tal has fallen for him even though she won't admit that she has, he is different to Freddie in ways that I can't quite describe.
Gentler maybe.
"How about a drink then?"
"Huh?"
I frown at him, not understanding what he is talking about, he half smiles at me with mischief in his eyes, he inclines his head back towards a bar that looks kind of cool.
"Er, yeah ok then."
~
Sitting down on a stool at the bar with Enzo already downing half of his pint two hours later, I'm not exactly keen on beer, it makes me feel too woozy, so I ordered myself a a berry cider.
He takes a big gulp from his pint, all the while eyeing up my barely drunk glass, he raises his eyebrows.
"Not much of a drinker, huh?"
Feeling awkward, I shake my head, playing with my fingers with the glass between them.
He nudges my side.
"It also seems that you are not much of a talker either."
I look up at him as he is peering over me, I let out an embarrassed laugh, picking up my glass and taking a good drink from it, setting it back down on the bar.
"It depends on the topic."
He smirks.
"How did you meet Manon?"
Taking me by surprise, I half smile at him as I lean my head on my hand, thinking back to when I first met her.
"We were 10, it was at school and it was around the time when I first met Jay as well, we were all paired up in class and had to work together, at the time Manon wasn't very talkative at all, it took a long time for her to come out of her shell with us."
