Just thought you guys should see fancy Jacob Elordi 😍 aka Noah ^^^^^^^
(I'm honestly obsessed with him like I want his face on a t-shirt)
Noah
I had an hour of free time after school before I had to go to work. Which was the equivalent to no time at all and I was clocking into work sooner than I'd like.
As soon as I was on the clock, my boss Mary came up to me, shoving a bin in my hand. "Very busy. And next time you wear your converse you'll be written up."
I looked down at my casual shoes. I had lost my dress shoes, but maybe I just needed to clean my room. "Understood," is all I said before walking out of the kitchen and onto the floor. We were packed, there was maybe three empty tables out of the thirty or so that we had.
I went around table to table asking, "Are you done with this?" If there was still food on the plate that sat on the edge of the table. Usual answer was no and I placed it in my bin. Other times, the dishes that were pushed towards the edge of the table were cleared and I could wordlessly put the dish in the plastic bin.
And at least twice a shift I got a certain type of customer...
"Are you done with this?" I asked a table of three girls. There was an appetizer plate with a few garlic bread knots on it at the end of the table. Their steaming hot pasta dinner in front of each girl.
The girls seemed to be my age and dressed like they came from money. Their daddy's money no doubt.
"Yes, thank you," a girl with long blonde hair, big blue eyes said. Her dark red dress gave an ungodly show of her chest.
I gathered the dishes, but before I could leave she said, "Ya' know, I come here a lot and I definitely would've remembered a face like yours," her tone was smooth and flirtatious. "You must be a new hire," then her eyes roamed down my body then back up.
"I started over a month ago," I said. The other two girls paused at eating their meal to listen in on your conversation that I was sure would lead to her writing her number down on the receipt.
"Ah, well, I just got back from Greece. I spent two months there, so that makes sense why I haven't seen you."
"I'm sure you'll see more of me."
"I'm planning on it," She smiled innocently sinful- an underlying meaning we both read.
"Enjoy your meal," I said and went to the next table. Once I was done wiping it down, I turned around and froze.
My chest tightened at the sight of my ex with his boyfriend.
Fuck me, of course this would happen. Why was this world continuously bringing Sam back into my life?
Sam and I locked eyes and I couldn't find the will power in me to look away until my boss came up to me. "Janice isn't here yet, can you host until she gets here?" Mary asked, her eyes pleading as if I could say no to my boss.
Oh fuck no, you have got to be shitting me.
But because I had to, I told her, "I'm on it." I'd rather walk into traffic.
"Perfect, now get those two to their table," and she took my bin and rag and went to the kitchen.
I leaned my head back with a groan.
Don't get mad, just direct Sam and Boring Ben to a table and don't speak to him again.
When I turned around, I saw Sam quickly turn away from me and take a step closer to his boyfriend. Walking up to them, Sam wouldn't even look at me. I got to the host podium. "Sorry for the wait. Just two?" I questioned as pleasantly as I could make myself.
"Just two," Ben confirmed.
"Great," I grabbed two menus and two sets of silverware that were wrapped in a fancy napkin. "This way," I told them and headed towards an empty booth towards the back.
They took their seats across from each other and took the menus I offered them before I set down the silverware. "Amanda is your waitress. She'll be with you soon," I said, but was already turning and walking away until I was behind the swaying doors that led to the kitchen.
I took deep breaths and tried to calm myself down as I was already feeling worked up just from that simple- and painfully awkward- encounter.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. I knew that shouldn't ruin my mood, but I couldn't help the disturbed feeling I got when I had to take Sam and his stupid fucking boyfriend to a table. And it pissed me off more to see Boring Ben, couldn't he have grown some worts on his face or something to make him ugly?
Didn't Sam know this was torture for me?
And it wasn't like I still had feeling for Sam, I was over him. I just wasn't completely over what happened between us and it was bad enough trying to gouge out the image of Carter and Sam having sex, then I had to remove Boring Ben and Sam together?
I wanted to scream, or punch a wall, or drink a bottle of something strong. Anything to take away the gross feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned around. "You good?" Wes asked. He must've just clocked in.
"My ex is here with his boyfriend."
"Ooo! Where?" He said as if it was juicy gossip and poked his head out the kitchen doors.
"You're such an asshole."
"Come on, I want to see the guy who broke your heart."
"Piss off," I told him bitterly.
He faced me, "hey, I was just giving you shit. I'm sorry, I know he's a touchy subject."
"He's not," I spoke harshly then took a deep breath. "Sorry," I said.
"It's okay. I gotta go be a sexy waiter," and with a pat on my shoulder, "Don't let him fuck up your mood," he advised and walked out the kitchen after tying his apron around his waist and grabbing a tablet that was used for taking orders.
I sighed and got back to work.
Luckily, with three busboys, I didn't have to work in zone 4- where Sam was seated- but every so often, I'd look at him and he'd look at me. It wasn't until Ben went to the bathroom when I felt Sam staring at me. That was also when I was by the host protium and the flirty red dress girl and her companions came by.
"I guess I'll see you next time," Red Dress said.
Her two friends walked out, but before she could, I grabbed her wrist and drew her back to me. "What if I asked to kiss you to make someone jealous?"
She grinned, "I'd say, what are you waiting for?"
My hand went behind her ear, my other hand on her waist and I kissed her, giving Sam a show. Red Dress kissed me back, even in her heels she was still on her tippy toes. I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she accepted it like candy.
She tasted like the baked ziti.
I pulled away. She bit her lip to keep her from grinning. "What time do you get off?"
I chuckled, "DM me after eleven. At Noah Wright."
Then she really grinned, "Bye for now,"
I have a soft wave before turning towards zone 4. Ben was back from the bathroom and Sam was mindlessly twirling pasta onto his fork. I knew he had seen me with Red Dress girl, but part of me hoped for a better reaction. They left a half hour later.
The rest of my shift was dull and I couldn't wait to get home and sleep. Then I remembered Red Dress when I got a notification from Instagram.
Kara Louis followed you and sent a message
I clicked on the notification, bringing me into the social app.
Kara: Heyyy that was really fun😊 maybe we could have some more fun tonight?
I sent her my address.
Noah: And don't wear anything expensive bc I'm going to tear it off of you. You looked crazy sexy tonight.
Kara: I can look even sexier for you. I'll be at your place by 12
I collapsed onto Kara's naked body, out of breath and sweaty. "Fuck, I forgot how good pussy is."
"That's because you haven't had me till now," Kara said confidently. And she was definitely a confident girl in bed too.
I kissed her before getting off the bed. I rolled the condom off me and tossed it in my small garbage bin. "You can spend the night if you want," I told her as I grabbed a towel off the hook attached to my door- the same towel I used hours prior after my shower- and handed it to her.
"Um yeah, it's already past two, so if that's alright, I'll just sleep over. Where's your restroom?"
"Across the hall," I told her and she snuck off in that direction.
That night, my arms wrapped around a beautiful girl, I couldn't stop thinking about Sam because there was something I noticed when I cleaned up his table after they left. Sam barley ate his food.
My stomach felt queasy at the thought of Sam starving himself. Was Ben doing anything about it? Did Sam's parents know?
I didn't get any sleep that night.
**
Noah can't help but think about Sam...
Thank you for reading!!
-Xoxo Bert