I just woke up, and I have the most painful headache known to mankind. I reach out for my phone to see what time it is. But something else catches my eye. It's a message from an unknown number.
-Hey, I know last night we got off on the wrong foot. So I was wondering if could make up for it with lunch? My treat of course.
I wasn't sure who it was, but I had an idea of who it could be.
-Who is this?
-I'm the guy from Table 8.
-Oh, of course. How could I forget? You're the one who basically called me a whore, right?
-Yeah...listen I shouldn't have said that I'm really sorry.
-Yeah, you shouldn't have.
-I completely agree. It was out of line and I truly apologize for my words. Again, I would love to treat you to lunch, let me know whenever you are free.
I leave him on seen, before turning off my phone and start getting ready for the day. It's probably a bitch move, but I don't really feel like interacting with him. I'm obviously very curious as to how he got my number because the only people who have my number are, Amir, my boss at the café, and the Bernardo's. I know that sounds incredibly sad, but I like keeping my circle small and if that means my brother and my bosses then so be it.
When I get out of the shower, I see that I have another message from him.
-Come on, one lunch and I"ll leave you alone.
I stare at his message for a few seconds, before turning my phone off. Sure it is a shitty thing to do, but when it comes to him I don't think it is. I'm just avoiding an asshole. There's a difference.
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It's been a few weeks since I last saw him at the restaurant, and this man has been PESTERING me every single day to have lunch with him. And honestly, I find his patience very impressive because If I were him, I would've given up a while ago. I have been using the fact that I am busy as an excuse to not have lunch with him, but for the first time in a while, I'm finally not busy so I have no excuse to avoid him. Which is why I agreed to have lunch with him, just so he can leave me alone.
He told me he was coming to pick me up, but he still hasn't told me where he's taking me. So to avoid being overdressed, I just put on a white crop top, and a pair of black jeans. It's a casual outfit, but I try my best to make it look like a "formal" attire in case, he's taking me to a fancy ass restaurant.
I hear a ping. It's a message from him.
-I'm here.
After seeing his message I make my way to the living room where I put on my shoes.
"Where are going? I thought you were off the next two days?" Amir asks as he is editing pictures on his MacBook.
"I have a social life you know," I say
He laughs hysterically before saying anything "Ha! That's a good joke, but seriously though where are you off to?"
"Is it seriously so hard for you to believe that I have a social life?" I say as I mock his laugh
"No, it's just you never really go out, apart from uni and work. But anyways just-"
"Make sure to get home at a reasonable time?" I say, finishing his sentence.
Amir lets out a laugh, "Yes, and also don't do anything too dangerous."
"Amir, I'm 23 I'm not 15 anymore, stop worrying about me so much. I'll be fine. Love you." I say, leaving the apartment in a hurry.
I sprint on the stairs because I don't want to make him wait too long. When I get outside, I'm almost out of breath."That was a workout" I say to myself. I'm not very athletic so to me this felt like I just did a marathon.
It doesn't take me long to see him as he is waving at me. So I awkwardly run to his car.
"Hi, sorry I kept you waiting. My brother was just being annoying." I say as I put on my seatbelt.
"No it's okay, I was talking to my mom so the wait wasn't that long." He says as he's examining me for some reason.
"Oh okay," I say, avoiding eye contact
"So you ready for our date?" He asks
"First, you need to stop calling it that. It's not a date, and secondly, you still haven't told me your name, I wouldn't go on a date with someone whose name I didn't know." I say
"Wait you don't know my name?" He asks, looking very surprised
"No, I don't. Is there a reason why I should know it?" I say giving him a confused look.
"No, I was just surprised because I thought I'd told you my name but I guess not. I'm Kylian by the way." He says.
"Kylian. I love it." I tell him.
"Well I wouldn't say it's as beautiful as Amirah, but it's alright." He says as he starts the car.
I let out a small smile and then clear my throat before saying anything "Anyways, where are we going?"
"You'll see when we get there, it's an hour and a half away from here. So get comfortable." He says.
"Ah okay, thank you." I say, giving him a small nod.
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I am woken up by someone gently tapping my shoulders, and it only takes my half-asleep brain a second to realize it is Kylian.
"We're here." He says, with a gentle look on his face.
"Okay," I say, as I look in the mirror making sure my hair and face didn't get ruined while I was sleeping.
"Oh wow, this place is gorgeous," I say as we get out of the car.
"I'm glad you like it, I really wanted you to like the place," Kylian says, with a proud look on his face.
"Well I really do, and I appreciate the effort," I say as we are making our way to the restaurant. It's a small seaside restaurant and there are only five other cars in the parking lot, so you can imagine how quiet the restaurant must be.
"What are you doing?" I ask Kylian as he's putting on a baseball cap and a mask.
"Oh I just get sick easily and I'm travelling in two days so I'm not trying to get sick," He says as he opens the door for me.
"Weird but okay." He doesn't respond, instead he just laughs.
When we enter the restaurant, the decor is very modern and simple. It looks more like a house than a restaurant, and I honestly love it. It feels more cozy and the smell of the food is perfect.
"I really love this place, the interior is very pretty," I say as we are getting settled into our seats.
"It's my favourite restaurant, I love everything about it. Especially how it reminds me of home." He says as he lets a smile appear on his face.
His smile really is something, I could watch him smile all day.
"Yeah, it really is an amazing place," I say
After that, it's quiet for a few moments before Kylian breaks the awkward silence.
"Okay so enough about the restaurant, I want to get to know you. Like who is Amirah? Your family, What are your interests, etc." He asks as he leans back in his chair.
I don't know why but I find the way he's seating attractive.
I clear my throat "Uh well, I'm 23, a psychology student, and I have an older brother who I live with. I don't really have that many interesting fun facts." I say as I let out an awkward laugh
"Psychology huh? You don't strike me as someone who would do psychology." Kylian says.
"What do you mean?" I ask
"You look like someone who would want to pursue a career in arts." He says
"Well, I guess you're wrong," I say as we both let out awkward chuckles. "Anyways, what about you? What are your passions, what's your family like, and all that kind of stuff? "
"I'm 24, and I have two brothers, an older brother and a younger brother. I really love football and it's my life." He says, and I notice that when he mentioned football his face lit up like a little kid talking about his favourite toy.
"That's really amazing, you seem very passionate, about football," I say, as I give him a smile.
"Yeah, it might sound ridiculous but whenever I'm playing football, I feel like all of my problems instantly disappear. I'm so focused on the adrenaline I get from it, that I forget what's bothering me."
"That's not ridiculous at all. It sounds like you found a way to escape from your problems and focus on something positive. " I say.
"Yeah, I suppose that's true." He says as he nods.
For the next two hours, I get to learn more about him and actually realize that he's not as bad as I thought. He's actually very funny, and I guess I'm starting to see him in a new light.
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Heyy besties!! I hope you guys liked this chapter, def not the best but yeah.
How are you guys doing? Anything interesting happening in your lives? If you guys are still in school, how long do you have until summer break?
Je vous aime mes amours,
Isimbi❣️