Never Letting You Go
Chapter 5: Coffee Shop
I'm on firah! No, seriously, I've been writing a chapter of this almost every day. To be honest, I really like writing one-shots and I like the themes of this series.
No notes on this one, sorry. I wanted to call this Flying Coffee, but I changed my mind.
Summary: George reflects on his luck with Lorraine. Fluff
P.S., George is Marty's father and Lorraine is his mother.
Disclaimer: I had many childhood flashbacks last night in my old room.
Time: 1955
Never Letting You Go
Chapter 5: Coffee Shop
George McFly was a very lucky man in his opinion. He thought this because despite the fact that he wasn't the most popular of people in his school, he had still managed to get a date with the most beautiful girl in their school, never mind grade. When they had shared that first dance and their first kiss back in November, George had thought that this was a one time deal and a result of what had happened earlier in the school's parking lot. However, when Lorraine kept on dancing with him and when she followed him to the punch table, he realized that Lorraine actually liked him and that maybe he wasn't as unlucky as he had thought he was. It was a wonderful feeling.
George combed back his hair before heading for the front door. He took his jacket and then headed for Lou's Café. He knew that it wasn't the most romantic of places, but it was cozy and friendly. Mr. Goldie Wilson waved at him as he walked in the shop. George spotted Lorraine sitting at one of the booths near the window and he walked to her. He would have gone to pick her up, but she had some errands to run prior to their meeting which were one street away from the café. When Lorraine saw her date approach, her face lit up with a warm smile and she got up to greet him.
"How are you?" He asked her once they took their seats.
"I'm fine, thank you for inviting me out here tonight." She told him. They looked at their menus and shortly after, they ordered what they wanted.
When the food and drinks arrived, George observed his date as she took a sip of her milkshake. He thought that Lorraine had the most adorable face when she drank from a straw. Maybe he was delusional with love, but he didn't care. This was a good universe, much like the ones he created when he wrote his science fiction short stories.
They talked about trivial little things while they ate, but he felt as though this was the most important conversation he'd ever had.
"George, I wanted to ask you something and I don't mean to be bold or anything, but I was wondering if you could write a short story about me." George was silent for a moment as he thought about this preposition. He had never let anyone read his stories and only people who were close to him knew about this hobby he had. There were also people who had asked him what he did when he was chin deep in loose leaves and what not. Writing a short story about Lorraine was something that he could do, but he knew that id he did, then she would want to read it. He glanced up from his chocolate milk and saw her beautiful brown eyes look into his blue ones. How could he say no to her? It wasn't as if he was being a pushover, this was entirely different.
"Alright, I'll do it, but just because you asked me." He said with a smile. Lorraine beamed with joy at the news.
"In that case, I look forward to reading it." They finished eating and George paid for the food. He rode Lorraine back home on his bicycle while she sat down behind him, holding onto him by his waist. As she rested her head on his shoulder, George smiled and as he peddled, he felt as though he was flying.
OWARI 5
Another one comes to an end. So, tell me what you think!
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