Hi guys! I never expected anyone to read my first ever fanfic! Thank you so much! Here's Chapter 2 and I will do my best to keep this fic updated! Again, thank you!
ITALICIZED PORTIONS INDICATES READER'S FLASHBACK.
When I was just finished wearing my hoodie replacement, I got out of the dressing room to see Seth's back and he was on his phone.
"You all good?" He asked me, hanging up on his phone
"Yep. Thanks and bye." I murmured as I walk away.
"I don't mind giving a ride home" He offered
"Look, I'm fine already. I only live a couple of blocks away and you seem to be in a hurry, so I'm fine Mr. MacFarlane."
"You know my name?" He asked
"Duh." I said, raising a brow then he laughs
"Really, I don't mind. Where do you live?"
"Fine, I live just a few streets away from here." I said, giving up.
Seth opened the door of the passenger's seat of his Aston Martin as I went in. I have never been inside a car with so much lux. It was a quiet ride because it was awkward.
"So, what were you doin' in Starbucks wearing sweatpants and hoodies at 4 in the afternoon? He started to break the awkward silence.
"Just… Tryna get some coffee because my head hurts. But not anymore since some guy bumped into me and spilled coffee all over me and now my skin hurts more than my head." I said, looking out the window. I turned to him and he was silent, with a guilty look.
"Just kidding."
"Hang over?" He asked
"Yep, tough night."
"Why is that, if you don't mind me asking you?" He said, still concentrated on his driving.
"I don't really feel like talking about it now."
"Alright, then."
And again, the awkward silence was back.
"Okay, I got dumped."
"You got dumped?" He chuckled
"At my own wedding." I said just when his phone rang
"Excuse me, I'll take this call first, sorry." He said when I gave him an assuring smile to say that it's okay
"Hey, little British Dragon Queen." He said, still on his phone. Wait what? Little British Dragon Queen? Who the hell calls someone that?
"Yes, honey. Something came up, I really am on my way. What? Okay, okay. Can't wait to see you tonight, alright. Bye" He said, smiling as he hung up.
"Girlfriend?" I asked
"Yeah, it's Emilia. Was just about to meet her." Emilia? Oh, you mean Emilia Clarke from Game of Thrones? No wonder he calls him little British Dragon Queen.
"You shouldn't have gave me a ride home, or bought me a new hoodie. Sorry." I said, feeling guilty.
"Hey, I can't just leave you there, you know."
"That's so nice of you, but still, thanks. And sorry."
"No, I'm sorry."
"Whatever, you can drop me off here, MacFarlane." I said
As I got out of his elegant Aston Martin, I closed the door and walked away.
"Hey, _!" He called out my name, how the fuck did he know my name? I turned to face him and walked back.
"Okay, I'm impressed right now. How did you know my name?" I asked
"It's written on your Starbucks cup." He said, with a smile
"Oh, that." I said
"Have a good life, _." He said
"What? Why are you saying that all of a sudden?" I asked, looking confused
"Well, we'll probably never see each other again for the rest of our lives. Unless, I come knocking on your apartment door since I already know where you live which I'll never do because that's creepy. So, have a good life. And who ever did that to you must be really stupid. I hope you feel better soon, emotionally. So, bye." He said when he scrolled his windshield back up. I waved good bye and walk back in my apartment.