Welllll, I fell in love with like 4 songs. whoo? Lol, Im not much of a story teller, but I can TRY.
This was going to be a one shot but then im like What the heck?
It'll be short though, Warning you before hand. This story will probably only be 5 chapters at the most. No more than 900 words each. Sorry, I normally dont like posting my stories.
any whoo. I do not Own Inuyasha I wish i did -_- He'd be in my bed ;o
Her hands held onto the cup a little tightly, he was suppose to be here but her friends said they seen him with his ex. He promised her that he wouldn't talk to her anymore. Its not that she had a problem with him being friends with woman, its just that she didn't like his ex. She always starts bull with him. She sighed and looked down at the blue coffee cup. The coffee now cold and tasteless.
"Penny for your thoughts?" A rough voice pulled her out of her thoughts, she looked up to a man. If she wasn't sad she would have gasped at his beauty. His eyes showed nothing but kindness, his ivory black hair stop bellowed his ears. Shaggy but not to much, it showed he could be a rebel if he wanted to. His crooked smile sent shivers down her back. He sat down across from her, a cup in hand.
"Ha, I'm fine thank you though." She said uneasy. Her raven hair moved as she laughed behind her hand. Her soft brown eyes shined with confusion and wonder. She leaned forward and looked him over. Who was this man? And as if he read her thoughts he stuck his hand across the table to shake.
"Names Jerk," He said with amusement His eyes showed playfulness and joy. Who was this man? He laughed and smiled at her confused face. He come here on his days off to help his grandmother. It was the first time he seen her without that boy she always came here with that guy. He notice how sad she was, for some odd reason he wanted to comfort her.
She giggled and wrapped her small dainty hand in his,"Names Bitch." He threw his head back laughing, just like a little kid. She couldn't help but laugh along with him. He smiled at her, her laugh sounded like millions of angels singing at once. He felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up to see a guy, the same one that he'd seen with her millions of times.
"Oi,What do you think you're doing with my woman!?" The guy almost yelled at him. He simply stood up and smiled at her, waving bye as he walked back and sat with his friends. The guy he notice had stop brown hair tied in a small pony tail. His clothes told him he was a rich guy that didn't care about anyone but himself. And the kiss marks on his neck told him he wasn't worth her time.