Your eyes always strayed from your laptop.
You just couldn’t help it. He was always near. And you loved it!
The waiter’s grey eyes would glance in your direction and you would quickly look away trying to “focus” on the essay you were supposed to be working on for English.
With blush on your cheeks, you would look up from your laptop again to see the waiter named Levi at the other side of the café serving other customers.
Normally you would hang out at “Titan’s Café” once in a while with a cup of coffee and piece of cheesecake. However, since they hired this guy named Levi you almost always came to this café whenever you could; which was practically everyday.
Yes, it was a crush. A crush that was so powerful whenever you saw the said man butterflies would fly in your stomach and a blush would rise to your cheeks.
As you barely typed a sentence for your essay, you heard a voice behind you, “You barely typed anyt
Someone has managed to shove their hands into my lower torso and are twisting and twisting every organ that they can get their hands on. I just want to go back home and change back into comfy clothes, curled up on the sofa with a blanket and hot water bottle while watching something on TV. But that will not be happening any time soon.
I knew that from the way Sherlock was excitedly bounding up the stairs while I pulled myself up by the railing as a shooting pain hit my back.
"I swear to God he