LOVELY * JOBA

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December 14 / Champion House

I didn't know Nick worked as a pizza delivery guy. His hair is a mess and he has on a hoodie. Not so much for making his hair look good today. "You", he says, furrowing his eyebrows.

Can this just be over already. I've already embarrassed myself in front of him once and I'm sure he hates me even more for it. "How much?", I ask.

"7.56". He says bluntly. I can sense he feels the same way as me. I hold up my index finger as a sign for one moment, I'll be right back. I grab my wallet from the kitchen counter and I give him the exact amount of money. He stares at me still holding my pizza. I say, "thanks", and grab the pizza box. Except he won't let go of it.

"What about my tip?", He asks irritated, holding out his left hand.

I grab another dollar and reluctantly hand it to him. He may be hot, but he sure doesn't deserve my money. I think ever since I started to become more interested in Joba, Nick just started to fade away in my memory. He's pure jerk. He rolls his eyes and leaves.

As he drives away, I see someone  who resembles Joba walking down the street across from me. Before I close my door, he glances at me and waves at me, "Billie!". He comes close enough so I can tell that is is him.

"Hey!" I shout back, my voice cracks a bit since it's still pretty early. It's actually really cold outside and so he has on some classic, black adidas joggers paired with a denim jacket over a red hoodie. His fit is admirably good. It makes him look ten times more attractive. He walks up my door step with his hands put in his pocket. "What are you doing out so early. If I were you, I'd probably be snuggled up in my blankets comfortably in my bed. Which is what I'm gonna do right now".

"Is Matt here?". I had feeling he was going to ask that. Maybe all I'm thinking about what we could be is just all in my head.

"Uh, no actually. He just left. He was gonna be out all day with Tavia. And he left me alone". I say still holding the pizza in my hand. Idiot.

He looks at it and laughs before answering, "Oh, damn. Okay, Hold on. I have something here, I want to show you". Before I have time to say something back, he jogs across the street, and down the street, until he's out of sight.

It's been half and hour since Joba's left to who knows where. I set the pizza down in the kitchen and decide I should get fixed up for the day cause even though I want today to be a bummy day in bed, I also want to not feel like a total mess. I go to my room, put on a mint green cropped tank top with a black moon embroidery, some grey sweats and I put on my Harry Styles "Treat People With Kindness" hoodie.

I bring my laptop out wait for Joba in my living room and I open the curtains to be able to see him when he comes back. When he's in sight again, he's carrying a huge box. I open the door for him and help him in. He sets the box down in the living room. "let's go inside. You must be freezing your ass off. What's in there?", I say filled with curiosity and eagerness to know what he brought back. He's still a mystery to me.