Walking into the coffeeshop i feel so nervous.
It's been a week since I last saw Nathaniel and there's a difference between unexpectedly meeting your childhood best friend who you haven't seen for years and expectedly meeting them.
I grab a table a few meters from the door and sit down.
It's a cute little cafe, not too big but still does some great homemade coffees.
I hear a "Mollie." and look across to see Mabel as she comes across to me.
"Hey you look good, tryna impress someone?"
"No!" I shout defensively, "I mean, no. Just meeting a friend."
"Oh ok. Sorry to disturb you."
"No it's fine."
Her perfect blonde-haired boyfriend stands up, holding her jacket in his arm. He wraps his hand around her waist and whispers in her ear,
"Ready to go?"
She widely smiles and giggles a, "Yes."
I smile.
"See ya, Mollie." she says, walking out with him.
I wave.
Looking at my phone I see it is 1:06. So he's 6 minutes late.
No message.
Typical.
I decide to check he's not outside so I stand up and open the door.
I look across the street but can't see him. The slight chill in the breeze draws me to go back inside but as I turn around I feel hands wrap around my mouth.
I scream and try to fight them off.
They pull me into the alleyway behind the cafe and take their hands off me.
I spin around to see Nathaniel.
"What the hell, Nathaniel?!"
"Sorry," he giggled, "I didn't want anyone to see us because it'd ruin our date."
"Date?" I laugh.
"Yeah, well this is what it is, right. A date."
I roll my eyes.
"What?" he says.
"Why didn't you just tell me to meet you in the alley instead of kidnapping me?"
"I didn't kidnap you."
"You kinda did."
"Sorry." he laughs.
I punch his arm playfully.
"So this 'date' was your idea, what do you have planned? Or will we be spending the next two hours in this alleyway."
He takes my hand,
"Come on."
I follow him as we get out into the light.
He points to a motorbike.
"Your carriage my lady." he jokes.
"Oh hell yes! I have ALWAYS wanted to go on a motorbike."
Climbing on, he puts on his helmet and throws me another one. I strap it on.
I sit down and wrap my arms around his waist.
"Hold tight!" he calls.
I smile.
"I never knew you would turn into a bad boy."
"Oh trust me - I'm not. This is my agent Rickey's."
"Oh right."
"I just like to pretend it's mine."
I laugh.
He starts the bike and we drive off.
YOU ARE READING
The Love Illusion
عاطفية"I love you." He says, holding me against him. I can't meet his eyes, so I look down. Once again, the magic spell he casts on me is broken and I'm back to reality. I want him. Just him. But there I know there will always be her. My eyes begin to dr...
