(Author Note: Hey guys I just watched all three full seasons of Superstore on Hulu and I am caught up and ready for the new episode to come out on Thursday and I have decided to try writing a Superstore fic. In this story Amy never married Adam, but she still has Emma. Comment your thoughts and let me know what you think! Thanks! ~Potter-Weasley-Granger1)
"Hi I'm Simms, Jonah Simms," I say as I walk up to a beautiful girl at this frat party that I wasn't even invited to. The girl looks up at me from the drink she is holding and says, "Hey." She then hands me her empty cup and walks away. I am confused for a second then snapping out of it I follow behind her. "Wait," I quietly call after her. She doesn't seem to hear me as she continues to walk through the crowd. I lose her in the crowd, but for some reason I am determined to find this girl. Maybe it was her eyes or the way that she completely disregarded me. Girls usually do that to me, but she did it differently like I was nothing to her and I could never be anything to her, it was amazing. I am pretty sure that there is no where else to look but I know that there are not a lot of people outside maybe she is outside. There she is sitting by the fire in a log. Next to her is a really tall guy, dark hair, skinny, but also buff. He could definitely hurt me if he wanted. I guess she already has a boyfriend that's why she didn't want to talk to me. I should probably just leave and try to find someone else to hook up with, but for some reason I still can't shake this girl. Her hair, so beautiful. I don't want to be creepy or stalkerish. I sit at the fire and try to engage in other conversation with other people there, I have a hard time doing that due to the number of couples kissing and sitting in each other's laps.
I don't mean to be a spy, but the girl and the other guy seemed to have had a fight, and she is storming off leaving him behind at the fire pit. Something told me to follow her, who knows what it was, maybe it was fate or maybe it was just my unwillingness to give up on this girl. I follow her to the front where there are cars parked everywhere. She looks a little tipsy and probably shouldn't be driving. The moment of truth, I run up to her and say, "Hey I noticed you were headed to your car. I am not trying to be weird or anything, but I haven't had anything but a club soda so do you want me to drive for you?" she looks me up and down and says, "Were you following me this whole time?" "Uh, kinda," I reply, "I wanted to make sure that you were going to be ok." She nods for a long time then says, "I can't drive." Then she hands me her keys and gets into the passenger seat of a car. I take that as my cue to get in the driver's seat and start the car. I assume that she wants a quiet trip home so that is what I plan. "Where do you live," I ask. "Oh, I can't go home," she replies. "Not to be in your business but does it have anything to do with that guy that you were with," I ask. She nods and replies, "Yes it does. Take me anywhere but home." I nod and focus on driving home to my apartment.
I share the apartment with my best friend Garrett. I can't remember if Garrett said he had plans tonight, but I guess we will see one we get there. Not that it really matters except for all the teasing that he is going to give me. We get to the apartment soon thankfully and I help the girl get up to the room. The minute we walk in the door she is running for the trashcan and puking her guts out. I do the only thing I can think of and I hold her hair as she throws up. Once she is done I offer her a glass of water and show her my room. "So, uh, you can take the bed and if you need anything I will be in the other room on the couch," I announce as she is already laying down on the blanket.
Before I get ready to go to sleep I gather a couple of things. Some Tylenol and a glass of water for when she wakes up and I get the toothbrush that I just bought still in the wrapper to change out with my old one to the night stand next to the bed. I grab a blanket and pillow from the closet and retreat to the living room. I plop onto the couch ready to pass out only to realize that I was still wearing my jeans and there is no way that I can get comfortable in jeans. So, by force of habit I pull them off to sleep in my boxers.
The next morning, I wake and there hasn't been a sound come from my room. I am pretty hungry, and coffee is a must, so I start to brew a pot of coffee. I don't want to come on too strongly, so I choose frozen waffles for breakfast instead of actually making breakfast like I would normally. Shortly after the coffee pot has finished brewing I hear the door to my bedroom open. The girl walks out looking just as beautiful as she did the night before. She starts walking towards the door not even stopping to say anything. "Hey," I say obviously startling her and stopping her in her tracks, "You want some coffee?" She turns and looks at me, shrugs and says, "Sure, why not. Your name is Jonah, right?"