Coffee Shop

Coffee Boy

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"She looks so perfect standing there in my

American apparel underwear

And I know now

That I'm so down

Hey

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey"

Ugh, it's too early to get up. I raked my hand through my hair and yawned. I can't be late. I have a date with this really cute guy at the coffee shop right before school starts.

Well, at least I want to believe it's a date.. We sit on opposite sides in the shop and we've never spoken yet, I feel this strange connection. Call me crazy, but I'm in love.

He had beautiful green eyes that draw you in the second you see them. His hair always looks a bit messy-I love it that way. It shows that even the most perfect person can have the slightest flaw. Although, I don't think that hot hair is a flaw. It's like an addition to his looks.

The thing is, I don't want to be in love with just his looks. I want to know him. I want to learn things about him. I want to know how to make him smile. I want to know the things that make him mad. I want to know how to make him happy. I want to be his sunshine even on his darkest days. I want to be there for him. I don't want anyone else to occupy that space.

But, I'm pretty sure he has a girlfriend because dammit he's hot. So muscular and oh my gosh..

I just lost time because I was thinking about him.

I took a shower and brushed my teeth. I straightened my hair yesterday so all I have to do is throw on my beanie. Yes. I'm in love with beanies.

I chose to wear my white, sleeveless shirt that says "Holy Chick" with my leather jacket and black skinny jeans. I chose my black beanie and my patent faux leather combat boots from Forever21.

Does it look like I'm trying too hard?

Ugh. Why are boys so complicated? Why is he so complicated? Can't he just walk up to me and say a simple 'hi?' Although, maybe he shouldn't because if he did, I'd expect too much. I don't exactly want a shattered heart.

I want love- his love. I hate knowing that my love is unrequited. I want it to be real. I want him to love me back.

***

I walked into the tiny coffee shop a couple streets down from my home. I absolutely adore this place. It has cute little tables with red booths and there's a little jukebox near my seat. There's a bench on the other side, near my coffee boy.

The waitresses here are so nice. They even have my order memorized. A small espresso coffee with a small teaspoon of sugar with steamed milk and a coat of whipped cream. I also order a powdered sugar donut with cream inside. I absolutely love reading while I eat; I find great peace here.

But this time is different. Someone is in my seat.

I walk up to my seat to see my coffee boy sitting there. He smiled such a beautiful smile when he saw me. I swear it could light up anyone's day.

"Hey, there," he said.

"Hey," I said back as I sat across from him. He extended his hands to give me my food. "How'd you know what I order?"

"I just asked the waitress." I reached into my purse to get out my money to pay him back. "Wait a minute," he grabbed my hands before I could take out the cash, "I wanted to buy you this. I don't want your money." He's such a gentleman and my hands feel like they are on fire. There are so many sparks right now.

"Thank you but are you sure?"

"Positive."

I smiled and looked down.

"So," he took back his hands and to say I was sad would be an understatement, "what's your name?"

"Jayne. Jayne Peters. What's yours?"

"Your name is almost as beautiful as you. My name is Colton Summers." Wait. He thinks I'm beautiful?

"You think I'm beautiful?"

"No." Ouch, that stung a lot. "I know you are. Every guy knows. I'm not trying to sound like a creeper or anything but I've seen you from across the shop and you're so gorgeous. I don't know if you've noticed but you smile sometimes as you read and your eyes start glistening. I know that you probably want to run away now," he gave a low laugh, "but I swear I'm not being creepy."

"I know what you mean. It isn't creepy because I've noticed you too and-"

"What do you think about me?" he asked.

What am I supposed to tell him? The truth? He was fairly honest to me...

"I think you're a very handsome man. Plus, you're obviously sweet if you asked about what I eat. You even paid for it. We've sat on opposite sides for as long as I could remember and I'm just glad you came over to talk to me."

"I'm glad I finally had the nerves to."

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