𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐓 [ᴄ.sᴛʀɴʟ] ON GOING

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

I turn towards him and slaps his little face. He slightly opens his eyes, groaning like a fucking bear. Wait a fucking minute...That's not Benji...

"Oh my god ! Sorry, Gabe" i blush hella embarrassed "Benji told me that you weren't sleep home and he told that i could sleep here" i jump out of the bed

He looks at me completely clueless and half awake.

"It's okay, just next time, you'll find yourself sleeping on the floor" he declares before rubbing his eyes

I run away from the bedroom and get downstairs. Benji is in the kitchen eating his pancakes plate

"I'm going to fucking kill you, Benjamin Jonas !" i yell completely, out of my mind

"What ?" he asks with his mouth full of pancake

"Your brother ! He is upstairs ! You told me, he wasn't sleeping there ! We slept in the same fucking bed ! That's so embarrassing !"

"Yo, it's okay...I don't think he really cares"

Gabriel makes his entry in the kitchen. I avoid eye contact and look at the floor.

"Good morning, guys" he says with a raspy voice

"I heard that you slept here tonight, you could have told me so i didn't let Ivy sleep with you" Benji starts

"Don't worry, i know she is your girl. I didn't make a move" he chuckles

I literally want to dig my own grave and burry myself. Gabe looks at me and continues

"You lucky i don't pee in bed anymore" he grabs a pancake on his brother plate and leave, winking at both of us

"Anyways, do you wanna eat something before going to work ?" he asks

***

I'm in my register area when Dan enter the shop with a brightest smile on his face. I wave at him as he walk towards me.

"Good morning" he says

"Good morning ! Ready for your first day?" i ask

"Yes, I'm going to change clothes and i'll be back" he walks to the staff changing room

Right after the changing room's door closes behind him, my phone vibrate, indicating a Snapchat notification: Chris sent a Chat ! I unlock my phone with eagerness and open the notification

Chris
| hi
Me
| hi
Chris
| how are doing today?
Me
| I'm good and you ?
Chris
| same
| are you at work right now ?
Me
| positive
Chris
| how work has been so far ?
Me
| pretty good not too much customers but it's like only morning
Chris
| are you alone ?
Me
| not anymore
| Dan, the guy from yesterday just arrived and another coworker will come for the afternoon
Chris
| Oh...
Me
| anyways i think i might talk to you later cause i've to introduce Dan to the shop and get to know him and stuff
| i don't want him to see me as the coworker always on her phone
Chris
|...alright, no problemo
| i'll just stay in my room, crying all alone
Me
| go piss Matt off for me instead

Dan get out of the changing room with his work clothes which suit him pretty well. He walks to my register.

Me
| alright i really have to go now
| bye ❤️

I turn off my phone and get back to work

"So...the boss told me that you will be in charge of me today" he declares, standing like a perfect student

"Well, i'm the only one here so yeah i guess so..." i say getting off of my seat "Your register is the register 5"

I lead him to his register and ask him to take a seat. I show him how to use the machine and he is pretty good, he learns really fast.

"My register is the 3 but for today i will use the 4, so if you have any problem or request, i'm right next to you" i say

"Alright, i am ready to start ! Where are the clients at ?!" he says, really excited

I chuckle because there is no client for the moment. It feels good to have an enthusiastic coworker, i hope he won't get tired of the job too fast. A customer enters the shop and Dan gives me a thrilled look. He is funny to watch.

"So, Dan tell me about you..." i declare

"I'm Daniel, but people call me Dan, i'm 20, Mexican, single, no kids but i have a motorcycle, i speak Spanish fluently and i used to live in New Jersey but i moved in Boston cause i switched university so now i'm in Boston University" he says

"Wow, that's a lot ! It was not to difficult to change university and state ?"

"Kinda but i try to make new friends and meet a lot of people...How about you ? Tell me"

"I'm Ivy, 17, American, Canadian from my dad and Australian from my mom, no kids except my best friend Benji, i have a car but i don't use it so much cause i have my personal drivers, i was born in the US but raised in Canada so i speak a little bit of French, i have two older brothers and i've been living in Boston for the past 10 years"

"Nice, you have a big background too. Canada is way farther than New Jersey"

"Yeah, i kinda struggled to fit in cause I was a kid but it's a lot better now"

We are interrupted by the customer that arrives. I let Dan take the lead.

***

It's 4pm, one hour left before my workday ends. I'm in the aisles, filling the shelves. Someone taps my back.

"How can i help you ?" i start as i turn to look at the customer

It's Chris standing there with a big smile. My heart miss a beat. What is he doing here ?

"Hi, Chris !" i hug him, all happy "I'm so happy to see you"

"I know you missed me and my messages" he sarcastically bites his bottom lip "I missed you too, to be honest" i blush at what he said

"...Hum, where are Nick and Matt ?" i change the subject

"Nick is at a friend and Matt is outside on the parking lot" he says

"He doesn't want to see me ?" i fake cry "How sad !" Chris giggles

"I was just passing by to see your pretty little face and check if that Dan is not too close but he seems okay. I have to go already before Matt leaves without me" he says "Can i get a goodbye kiss ?" he requests

After some seconds of hesitation, i step closer to him, i tiptoe to be at his height, he puts his hand on my lower back and i softly kiss his left cheek. My heart is pounding on my chest and my hands are sweating. Chris wraps his arms around me, he smells so good. I burry my face in his chest and he kisses the top of my head. He whispers a "goodbye" before leaving me there, baffled and destabilized. I can still smell his perfume on me. An army of butterflies are released in my stomach. Oh my god, i am literally going crazy for this man...

TO BE CONTINUED...
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