"Haven't I seen you before?"
I felt myself freeze up, my teeth pressed against each other as my body tenses up. Does he actually recognize me? I chuckled nervously, putting his stuff into a plastic bag, trying my best to avoid eye contact.
"N-No..n...
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11:55 am.
I've been waiting here for almost thirty minutes now and he still hasn't shown up.
I was sitting down on the same bench that Benz and I sat on yesterday afternoon. I thought maybe if he would come looking for me, it would be here. I could feel my palms getting a bit sweaty, my leg shaking up and down anxiously. I don't know why, he's just going to be a model so our relationship is strictlyprofessional. It's nothing more, you know. I heard footsteps coming straight towards my direction. I look up to realize it was Benz Goldmine, wearing an oversized grey hoodie and white ripped skinny jeans. He had a white snapback on this time and black sunglasses. He was even carrying a pink backpack, with a few sparkles on it. Typical but adorable. He stops in front of me, catching his breath before taking off his sunglasses, revealing his bright hazel eyes.
W-What was professional a-again?
"Hey Harry, sorry I'm late again! I had to do some convincing with my boss before I could leave"
"It's no problem, I wasn't here for very long anyways"
"I hope not. I didn't know what to bring for an outfit so I picked something random, I hope it's no bother"
"No, n-not at all.." I shook my head, standing up as I gripped on my messenger bag.
"Shall we get going?"
"Of course"
He pulls his hat down, walking beside me as we make our way out of the park. I secretly look over at him, observing his outfit. That hoodie of his seems to be pretty big on him, which it probably isn't his. I look up, noticing his tight jawline, perfectly sculptured. And his skin, not one blemish over it. It was all smooth and clean. How can someone as handsome as him seem so lost?
"So, do you mind telling me where we're going?"
"OH! Uhh, it's nothing too private.." I jumped, turning my head as I try my best to hide my red face. Keep staring like a perv Harold, you idiot.
"It's not a motel, is it?"
"Of course not, I won't put you in an uncomfortable position. It's somewhere near where I live"
"Oh okay. Well I can't wait to see it" he nodded, pulling his hat down once more.
