For once in my life I didn't want to go to American Apparel. That Ashton kid just made me tense and weird and I wanted to avoid him as much as possible.
When I walked in the store, I instantly looked towards the cash register that was currently empty. I began looking around, for clothing essentials that I didn't already have.
I decided on a couple crop tops and made my way to the cash register. Once I put my stuff down I looked around for a worker.
"I'll be right with you!" Someone says from the back room and I nod although they can't see me.
I take my phone out, a message from Jessie saying we're going to go to a bar later with Lewis to celebrate our good business.
"Hey Kat," Ashton says smiling at me. I shuffle my phone into my pocket and stifle a smile back. "Uh hi." I look away, and push my sunglasses from my head to my eyes.
"Nice shades." He marks and I nod. "Thanks." He mumbles a 'your welcome' and continues to ring my items.
"I know this is obscure and our previous encounter probably left a bad taste in your mouth but can I maybe get your number or something? I don't know but I just want to like get to know you.." Ashton says making me turn to him, glad that I had my shades on to hide my widen eyes.
"N-nevermind, sorry." He embarrassingly chuckles and I suddenly feel bad. "321-726-1834" I say making Ashton surprised along with myself.
"W-What?" He asks, a small smile playing on his lips. "My number, 321-726-1834." I say through a breath as he writes it down on a paper. My hands have became sweaty.
"Are you uh busy tonight?" He asks as I swipe my card, putting my pin in. "I um, I'm going to a bar tonight with two colleagues.." I say touching the bridge of my glasses and grabbing my bag, waiting for my receipt.
"Oh, alright. Well maybe we can grab lunch one day." He says handing me my receipt and I give him a subtle nod. "Mhm." After that I turn around and make my way out the store, once I'm out I let out a breath and begin my descend home.
I didn't know what to think of the situation. A guy I didn't know asked for my number and I gave it to him. I felt horrible. My heart still belonged to the guy I was in love with, who didn't love me back. I felt like a cheater. I felt dirty. And my anxiety was just through the roof.
I chewed on my lip as I walked home, I was stupid to think I was a cheater. I wasn't dating anyone but this definitely wasn't going to end well.
Knowing my luck, this Ashton guy could make me fall in love with him and he won't love me back. That's what I'm scared of. I'm already been in that situation for a few years, I don't know how much I can deal with another one.
Besides, it wasn't hard to make me fall in love with someone. You just needed to be consistent, funny, nice, caring and a bit of attractiveness wouldn't hurt. God, I was a goddamn whore. Well besides the sex, that I've have none of, I've had my fair share of likings of guys.
Of course none of them liking me back, it still made me feel hoe-ish. I don't know, I had a weird concept of life in my head. Maybe that's why no one loves me.
I unlocked my front door, stepping into a dark house. I sighed, turning the lights on and threw my bag in my room before walking into the kitchen to have a snack.
Jessie would be picking me up in a few, I need something in my stomach so I wouldn't get drunk. Not that getting drunk was a bad idea, I just didn't want to do it purposely.
If I happen to get drunk, then I'll have to deal with it. I thought to myself.
