I'm aware that this is extremely short but I needed to fit this part somewhere into the story. Also, I haven't updated in awhile so I figured I need to get things 'rock 'n and rollin' if you know what I mean. I hope you guys appreciate this small tidbit :)
“This has to be the best pizza that I’ve ever had,” I exclaimed as I wiped the tomato sauce off of my upper lip.
“You got a mushroom there,” Adam reached over with his napkin and got it off.
“Thanks,” I said. I could honestly feel myself blushing.
“So, when’s your band going back to-“ he paused for a moment, “Arizona, right?”
I nodded. “And tonight was actually our last show,” I admitted.
“Really?” his eyes widened. “What a bummer, I was looking forward to spending more time getting to know you.”
“Aw, that’s so sweet,” I took a sip of my Coke.
He smiled.
“Where do you live?” I asked.
“Well, my dad’s job is always forcing us to move around but I’ve been here, in Cocoa Beach I mean, for about a year. ‘Course, it usually doesn’t last much longer than that. Soon we’ll be headed off somewhere else,” he sighed.
“Hey, you never know, maybe you’ll come to Arizona,” I joked.
He laughed; I could tell he was thankful for my humorous attempts.
“You’re right, we just never know,” he finished off the last of his pizza.
“I’m seriously gonna miss the east coast,” I explained.
He looked straight at me, indicating that he was listening to every word. Guys who were good listeners were always the best.
“I mean, it’s just a whole new experience. I guess I was tired of the dry desert,” I shrugged.
“It’s always good to see new things,” he remarked.
“I agree.”
“It’s like-wanderlust.”
“You mean ‘an intense desire to travel the world’?” I pretended to quote from a dictionary.
“Exactly, I would love to go to more places.”
“Haven’t you already been to a lot? You said you moved a lot.”
“Yeah, but that’s just in the U.S. Going to other countries is a completely different story.”
“I see.” I had never been out of the country and I wasn’t really planning to unless there was a discount on the plane tickets.
Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my lap.
It was a text from Hannah: Everything’s packed up. We should get going; we’ve got a long drive back.
"I'm sorry, I would love to stay and chat, but I should really get going," I apologized as I rose to my feet.
“No, it’s okay, it was great, really. I enjoyed spending time with you.”
“Even if it was only thirty minutes?”
“You forgot to add in the time at the coffee shop.”
“Okay, forty-five minutes, then?”
“Sounds fair,” he gave me a hug and then we pulled away. I really didn’t want to leave him. He seemed like such a nice guy.
“I’ll catch you later,” I said before walking out the door. This wasn’t awkward or anything, it was just a bit sad.
He gave me a small wave and I was on my way.
I pulled out my phone to text Hannah back and just as I was halfway to where the van was parked, I realized two things:
1. The tour was finally over and I would have to go back to my boring life in Arizona.
And also…
2. I had just met a really awesome guy for once and I’d completely forgotten to get his number. Great.
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