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I roll my eyes, this is crazy he is everywhere like a stalker.
"What are you doing here ?" I ask, my voice harshen due to the thirst on my throat combine with surprise.
"My parents are in office, they promise me to come home earlier today. I went home earlier from Tommy house because of this but see, they broke their promises again," He says his tone showing anger and his brown eyes are glazing as disillusionment kick him in face.
I'm speechless. I know that often happen if you have rich busy parents but i never think see something like this could hit him down.
"I own this restaurant, you can eat in here, every single day if you want to," He says, fake smiles draw on his face. His face isn't as bright as usual.
"Sure," I chuckle, he finally form a natural smiles that brighten my mood. He might found something funny inside me. Maybe my shameless side.
My eyes back focus on my menu book. I raise my head, and our eyes meet for the first time that day. I blush and turn my menu book again.
After 5 straight minutes with my stomach to sing an awful song, assemble my hungriness. The weird things is, my appetite to eat isn't as big as usual.
"Mushroom soup," I say.
His eyeballs look at me, blankly but confuse. "Only that ?" He say. He raise his head, close his mouth to a line and clear his throat. "No, you must eat something else," he says in stern tone. He calls the waiter and order, "2 chicken maryland, 2 lemon tea and 2 mushroom soup."
"That's all sir ?" The waiter asks.
"I'll call you if there's more," He reply and hand her the menu book. He gaze at me with crossing hands, elbow rest on the table.
I close my mouth with hands as i about to yawn. People around us are dating, some of them also kissing with love songs humming from the speaker.
It is funny that he cares, about me. No, Bev, you're fuckin dreaming.
This place is fits for romantic things, the lights, the food, the location, the table set with candle in the middle of it and the atmosphere.
"I feel like a beggar in here," I say, my eyes looking around comparing my shirt with people around me.
"No, you're not, they just too extra for dating," He replies with smiles on his face with his eyes blinking flirty at me. It is nothing special as he blinks to most girl (That was Emma said to me).
One thing take my attention. While most of the couple nowadays playing with their phone even in 'dating' time. Non of it happen in here, they're enjoying their quality times and food.
That is what i want to achieve in relationship. Well, who wanna dates me ? No one for sure.
Boys in school will freak out to see me after i kick Daniel balls in canteen.
Now, i'm looking like a monster girl in school.
Nor i want to be center of attention.
Nor i want a message or two from his lovers.
Nor i want to be in this position. Sitting with him, with my phone buzzing all the times on my pockets. I can predict it perfectly, it is from all his fans.
Paparazzi is everywhere, i know it because some of the teenagers sitting at the outdoor place.
Some of them directing their phone camera to us. Daniel do realize it but pretend to ignore them.
"You see all the paparazzi, they're crazy. Willing to spend their allowance in here just to take our picture, making a headlines on social media," He says and shakes his head.
"Now you know why i refuse to go to school with you on next Monday," I state and sigh.
"Sure your friends has forewarned you," He chuckle with big smirks on his face, and look sharply at me.
A smirks form on my face. "Hopefully yes, but they don't."
I take out my phone, 60 notifications from w******p. Great job.
Cassandra
You bitch
Say you don't like him
[Cassandra send a picture]
What is that b***h.
Sitting together on the cafe, face to face. With his eyes looking at you.
You stole my future boyfriend bitch
You're really a bitch
A f*****g bitch
Beverly
Am i looking at him the way he look at me ?
Open your eyes Cassie
Just take him if you want to
Take him
Make him yours
Cassandra
Liar !
I just read her message. Of course, behind this all, there will be a reason. A real reason why Daniel refuse to be with a girl like Cassie.
Don't forget that i'm just a piece of s**t.
I read Nicola message.
Nicola
Wow, have a nice dinner bitch
Beverly
Thanks girl
I never think my answer is appropriate for a message like that.
I open my Line Messenger, checking my message that full from his fans, sending picture of me and him sitting in the cafe.
Some of them begging me to confirm our relationship.
I change my setting so none of them can invite me as friends except i invite them.
I look at my i********:, my followers leap. Many of them tagging our newest picture and some of them, posting my picture and praising me.
I insert my phone to my pockets as the food arrive. I eat it directly as my stomach has craving for food and some of my energy has absorbed by the most unimportant things ever.
I may enjoy my food but sadness still showing from his eyes. It seems like he is tired of his life. Far from his parents.
"Don't cry, your parents love you," I spat and continue eating.
A smiles form on his faces and he nods. "Yeah, i can't be like this all the times."
~*~
We leave the cafe, he escort me to my apartment. We run through the zebra cross.
Both of our hands almost touch but i'm glad it wasn't.
We stop in the lobby, waiting for his driver.
"From the scale 1 to 10, how do you like the food in my cafe ?" He asks.
"Well 9, because i get free food," I spat.
"Why not 10 ?" He asks.
"I don't know," I answer. Standing beside his tall figure make me feel safe somehow.
His driver finally arrive, he waves his hands and get in his car.
The only things i say is, back to my normal life. I go back to my condominium and changes to pajama.
My mom still not here.
I rest myself on my bed, a message pop up from my screen.
Daniel
Good night
The ends of my lips curl up. I reply the message inside my heart.
I close my eyes. His face still flashing inside my mind. Don't know how to clear it. I can't sleep.
I roll to another side, where i can see bright stars from my apartment windows.
I count the stars and it finally help. I finally fall asleep after several times of trying.
Still, i can't stop thinking about him.
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