"Jeremy!"

"I don't want to get up." I grumble and roll over.

I'm 17 and live with my aunt. That's who's calling me right now.

It is my 3 week of working at her little coffee shop. I go in early everyday, but today I really don't want to.

I got a call last night. The hospital is going to take mom off of life support because, she's brain dead.

I never cried so much before.

What happened was a car crash. It killed dad, put mom in a coma, and gave me a bad scar in between my shoulders.

"Jeremy, get up or you're walking!" She yells again.

I groan, get up, and change.

"I'm coming!" I call as I down the steps.

"Good." She smiles at me and holds out the keys to the car. "Drive safe."

"Will do." I take the keys and head to the car.

I wonder if 'he' will be there again. The boy who asks me a lot of useless questions. He's getting a bit annoying to be area, but I have to be nice to him. That's the rule there.

I sigh as I drive to the shop.

He seems to come everyday and gets the same coffee everyday also.

The coffee he likes is the kind I made randomly for my aunt when I was little. She was looking for new stuff to add on her menu and my cup of random stuff was really well liked. So she added it.

I called it Heart Warmer because it made everyone calm and happy.

Now some people there call it, Love Potion 5. I don't really know why they say it's that.

I never drank it before, I just make it. Coffee taste too weird to me.

I park the car and head inside through the back.

"Hi Vincent. Still making the little cakes?" I look at the purple haired man.

Everyday he comes in earlier than me to make muffins, coffee cakes, and French Toast. He makes some early so we don't rush ourselves to fill in orders and serve people.

"Almost done." He gives me is weird smile he always does.

"I'll fill up the little glass window thing." I take the food he had done and go to our counter.

I look at the door and window. People are already lining up to get inside.

I quickly fill things up and start the coffee maker things.

I unlock the front door and flip the sign.

I smiled and said hello to everyone that came in.

I felt like groaning when I see the annoying guy come in, but kept my smile.

"Hello Jeremy." He pats my shoulder as he goes by.

"Hello." I say bluntly.

I head behind the counter and took orders.

The guy came up last.

"Heart Warmer. Number 5?" I ask has I give a smile. That time I have no clue why I smiled at him.

"Yep... Also a chocolate muffin." He smiles back.

"Six dollars and sixteen cent." I said before the cash restore came up with the cost.

"You sure are smart." He gives me a ten.

"Two dollars tip again?" I have his change in my hand.

"You are starting to know me better." He smirks.

I give him the money and head in the back as Vincent goes up front.

I make the coffees and frappes.

I go out and give people their orders.

As I walk pass the guy, he grabs my belt from behind.

"Hey!" I turn around blushing. "That's very rude."

He still kept his hand there. "Have you ever tried the coffee you made? It taste different from the others."

"I never had coffee before and I may never have it." I pull at his hand. "Please let me go."

He smirks and let's go. "You should at least try it. It's really good."

"I'll make myself one on my break." No I won't. Just tell him what he wants to hear, maybe he'll shut up.

"No. Just take a sip of mine." He holds up the cup.

"But... It's your coffee." I frown.

I don't know how to respond to that statement. I never heard anyone say that here unless it was boy and girl, and they got Heart Warmer.

"Just give it a try. Plus I don't mind drinking after you." He holds it closer to me.

I take it from him. I stare at it. I guess I should try what I made to know what everyone loves it.

I sigh and take a sip.

I... I don't know how to react to this taste.

It's gross, but really good at the same time.

I sorta want more of it, but it isn't mine, so I can't.

I give it back to the boy. He giggles at me.

"Coffee mustache?"

"Coffee mustache." He nods.

I reach for a napkin at the same time he did. It made our hands touching. We both freeze.

I feel my face heat up and my heart beat fast. I never had this feeling before.

I see him staring at me from the corner of my eyes. He's just looking at me and it makes me feel very weird.

I pull my hand away. "Sorry."

The boy laughs. "It's OK and here you go." He holds a napkin out to me.

"Thanks." I take it and walk away.

I need at short break. I need to calm down.

Scott was now here. He looks at me.

"Did you just drink the Love Potion Number 5 with Mike?" He whispers to me.

So that's the guy's name. I never really bothered to ask him.

"Yes. Why?" I frown.

"It makes you fall in love with people." He whispers.

"No it doesn't. I was the one to first make it, so I should know what it does." I snap back.

"Why did you turn red around him and freeze?" Scott smirks at me.

Oh God. He noticed that. How red was I?!

"Our hands touched and he just held mine." I answer.

"The potion is messing with you now." He chuckles.

"Blah. I am done talking this bullshit. I'll be in the back." I walk away.

Oh God! I just remembered something!

Everyone that shares that ends up dating. Every single one of them.

I don't want to date that annoying guy named Mike! I don't wanna!

I hear my phone go off. I pull it out.

"Want to hang after work. Fritz." I smile.

I meet this guy last year and our friendship started like a few months ago.

I sent sure back.

"Can I bring a friend?" I shrug.

He can't see you, you idiot. Why did you do that if he can't see you?

I sent another sure to him.

I wonder who his friend is. Cant wait to see them.