Chapter Nineteen.
Leroy P.O.V
"Do you like history? I like history. I also like science, math, history-oh wait! I already said history. I also like English. I used to play volleyball but you know I got old. Did you know I used to work at Taco Bell before I became a barista? Hard to believe, I know. How about Chipotle? I love Chipotle! It's like my favorite restaurant. How about Applebee-"
"Naomi." I say, stopping her rant that had been going on for about thirty minutes now.
She looks up at me, innocently. "Yes, Leroy?"
"You still haven't answered my question.."
"What question?" I sigh, resting my face in my hands.
"OH! That question! I'm sorry."
"It's okay. That was pretty entertaining. You can finish but you should answer my question first."
She sighs. "Alright. I don't think it's a good idea."
"Why?"
"Firstly, he already knows where we live. So, what's the point of me coming here?"
"I will make sure he doesn't hurt you."
"Leroy. Like I said before, you can't watch me forever. He could come while I'm at work, he could come at any time. I think we should just take this to the police and see what they say." She replies, coughing into her arm.
I nod. "Well, okay." I say, looking down.
"You want me to stay, don't you?" She says, smirking.
I look up. "What? No. I mean yes but only to protect you. In a friendly way, not a boyfriend way."
Her smile falters a bit, and she nods. She brushes a few strands of hair behind her face and looks away.
"If it means keeping me safe, I'll stay for a while."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. I'll need to go home and grab a few things."
I smile, realizing I did want her to stay. "Alright. Let's go."
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After stopping at Naomi's and letting her get some stuff she'd need during the stay, we stopped at the grocery store.
Naomi walks in, grabbing a cart and starts push it. "I can do that." I say, grabbing for the cart.
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Unintentional Love
RomanceNaomi is a young, talented and beautiful Barista at The Coffee Shop. Her life has been hard and memories of her mother's death, constantly haunt her. She is brokenhearted when the one person she truly loved besides God, hurts her. After her tough br...