(A/N this goes over a course of a lot of days)
Tuesday the 11th
I walked up to the man at the counter. I tucked a stray of hair behind my ear as I waited in line. I gulped as the line got shorter. I was not good was people. I was not good with anything..
"Miss?" I glanced up and a guy greeted me with a smile.
"O-oh yeah uh can I have a chocolate chip frappuccino?" I stammered.
"Yep what is your name,"
"Y/N," I paid for it with shaky hands. Anxiety making my fingers twitch.
"Okay you can wait at one of the tables," I scurried away and sat down. My heart was practically beating out of my chest. I glanced down at my phone, scrolling on the home screen between screens, trying to make it seem I was doing something productive.
"Y/N," The man called. I glanced up and looked around to see if anyone was staring at me and ran up to the counter.
"Uh thank you," I mumbled and grabbed the coffee. I glanced down at the cup.
Y/N
Pretty name :)
I furrowed my eyes at the cup.
Then smiled.
The only smile that day.
Thursday the 13th
I found the same guy. Same smile. Same order. My same nervousness that made me ashamed of myself. Different message on my cup.
Y/N
You should talk louder. You have a good voice :)
I glanced back at him. He wasn't looking at me. But a man in front him smiling. I turned away and walked off.
Friday the 14th
I walked up to the counter. And handed the guy a note.
My voice is not beautiful. Do you do this to all the girls or something?
When I got my cup he wrote
Nope my first one
And it is you should have a conversation with me
When I glanced at him when I walked out, he was looking at me this time.
Sunday the 16th
"Was Saturday a no coffee day?" He asked. I nodded and handed him another note.
What's your name?
He glanced up at me and smiled. He got my cup and wrote his little note and handed it to me.
Shawn. Shawn Mendes (aka your future boyfriend)
"I have a b-boyfriend," I said. He glanced at me.
"That's unfortunate!" He exclaimed.
"I'm kidding," I chuckled. He sighed dramatically.
"I-I got to go," I said and speed walked out of the Starbucks.
Thursday the 20th
"Where have you been?" Shawn asked. I slipped the note to him.
that is none of your business
"Okay feisty one," He laughed and grabbed my cup. He has remembered what I wanted by now. He gave me my cup.
Hey when you are perfectly free just remember the cute guy from the Starbucks store ;)
Friday the 21st
I didn't write him a note. I didn't know what to say. I was too nervous. Too anxious.
No note today? I love your handwriting
I smiled small down at the cup and drank some before heading out.
Saturday the 22nd
"Hi," I said. He glanced up.
"You talked," He smiled.
"Yeah n-no note today," I replied. He grinned.
"Same as before?" He asked and I nodded. He started making the cup. "Did I ever tell you you are like really pretty?" He asked.
"Uh no b-but you don't have to," I played with my thumbs and bit my lip. He threw me his normal cocky grin. He wrote his little note on my cup and I walked away.
You might think your nervous habits are humiliating but I think they make you even more beautiful
Was he doing this to pity me or something?
Sunday the 23rd
He wasn't as happy today. When I walked up, he smiled but frowned a few seconds later. I bit my lip and stayed as quiet as I could as he made my drink. He did too. When I grabbed my cup and turned away I read it.
Why would you do that?
I bit the inside of my cheek and glanced down. And remember to be more cautious about my movements.
Monday the 24th
He was happy today again. I was silent.
You don't understand
When he read it. He frowned. I was scared to read the long message he put on my cup. I think he actually ran out of sharpie towards the end.
I might not. But will that fix anything? Just adds to a mess of problems. You shouldn't do that Y/N. Really... I don't like that.
Tuesday the 25th
I came back happy that day. Genuine happiness.
"H-hi," I smiled at him. He glanced up.
"Hi Y/N. Happy today?" He asked and I nodded. "What got you so upbeat?"
"I d-dont know the sun is just sh-shining brighter today," I grinned. He handed me my cup.
Please be happy every day. I love seeing you so happy.
I smiled from cheek to cheek and walked out.
Narration
She was happier. She came in smiling a lot more. She was just more awake. More her. More alive . He loved that about her. Her stutter even started to go away around him. And she even agreed to a date on the 16th. Shawn was so beyond thrilled to see her walk in almost every day. It was his favorite part of the day.
Monday the 9th
I was rushing when I walked in today. Because I got no sleep.
I didn't even have time for a note.
"Hey pretty lady," I gulped staying silent. He glanced up at me and his goofy grin turned into a straight line. "Y/N," That's when I noticed I forgot makeup. He leaned over the counter.
"Its fine I-I ran into the door," I reasoned.
"You stuttered. You hardly do that around me anymore. What happened?" He asked. "Who Y/N,"
"Its nothing gi-give me my coffee," I said.
"Y/N,"
"Now!" I raised my voice. He paused then gave me my coffee.
This time.
Nothing was written on my cup.
Tuesday the 10th
When I walked into Starbucks.
I realized something different.
There was no Shawn. I walked up to the counter. Another guy not as cute nor happy as Shawn greeted me.
"Uh uh where is Shawn?" I asked.
"He quit," The man said blankly.
I didn't get a note on my cup.
Because I didn't get a cup.
I didn't do anything but run out.
Friday the 12th
He still was not here. Did he really quit? I refused to get coffee without getting it from him.
Narration
As the days went on, the makeup became way to much of a hassle to cover everything. And her arms were always wrapped in long sleeves. And her eyes didn't shine like the sun did. And she never thought those little notes gave her as much confidence as they did. And living without them was miserable. Especially the 16th. Because what was supposed to be her first date turned into a day full of tears and screams.
Wednesday the 7th (Aka another month later)
I hadn't had coffee in two months. I needed a coffee. When I walked into the Starbucks. I noticed someone. Shawn.
He glanced at me. His eyes locking contact with mine. I wanted to turn around and go to hide. He immediately dropped his sharpie and stared at me. I gulped. I started to walk over. But then I could feel my head going dizzy, and my palms pooling with sweat. I turned and ran. Ran out of the Starbucks.
And I swore it might have been my imagination.
But I think he actually called my name.
Friday the 9th
I couldn't avoid him forever.
Okay I could. But I didn't want to. And I wanted my coffee. And he makes it the best.
I walked up. He looked up.
"Welcome to Starbucks Can i-" He started then he shall me. I slipped him a letter. He gave me a questioning look. Then executed himself from the counter and walked a bit out and read it.
I am not good with people. I always stutter and my mind goes blank and I get more anxiety than imaginable.
You were different. I came here almost every day.
(A/N gonna clear up she did come in here almost every day but I didn't cover every day)
And you made me come out of my shell a little. And the little notes, though they were small compliments and I denied them, they meant a whole lot to me. And when you even got sad and told me to stop my harmful ways I was so happy to see someone care. But no one has cared for me before really. And I freaked out. Thinking you would pity me or something. And then you saw my bruises. Yes I had a abusive uncle. He is currently in jail. Went to jail a week ago. But I was too scared to tell anyone. My grandma/ caregiver did and well now he is in jail. But that's not the point. I panicked when I realized you were figuring out things about me. I never told anyone these things. I was terrified what you would do. Then when I came back you quit. So I closed myself in my box again. Did things I'm not proud of and I even almost ended it all. Then yesterday I saw you again. You though I barely know you are the only sunlight I know of. I am sorry for not letting you in. I am sorry for snapping on you. I really hope maybe you would like to write notes to each other and smile again. Because I looked forward to it each day. And maybe you did too. But I don't want it to end. I like you a lot. And I was looking forward to that date by the way. You think maybe we could start over?
When his eyes stopped scanning the paper I got anxious. What if he doesn't say yes. What if he throws my letter away. My hand was still hurt after writing it. I bit my lip and fiddled with my shirt. He glanced up. Then grabbed my cup and made the coffee. I felt my heart pounding. My troat was dry. He handed me the cup.
Yes
I glanced up and he walked to me and cup my face in his cheeks and kissed me. My eyes widened. But I kissed back. You know the firework feeling you have when you kiss someone in books and movies. Well this was my fantasy moment. I placed the cup on the counter and put my hands on his waist. I heard a whistle in the background. And a few claps. When we broke apart I laughed.
"I really like you too Y/N," He stated.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes really. You are one of the most gorgeous girls I have seen," He whispered.
"N-now sir no Romeo and Juliet here," I said.
"Well no of course that was over like two days though. So there is difference. We are not married,"
"And dead,"
"And dead yes," He laughed.
"So can we re do that date," He asked.
"Does it get to be movies?"
"Sure,"
"The funniest one there,"
"Yeah of course,"
"And you buy the popcorn and gummy bears?"
"Yes- he laughed - and gummy bears?"
"They are the best candy ever,"
"Okay I will,"
"Then it is a deal," I said smiling.
"Deal,"
Sometimes you don't realize how one little thing can change your life. But my life was changed. My life was saved. All because I wanted to get coffee and was late so I went to the closet coffee shop near. Now I am married and I didn't even know I would have my first kiss. But I did all because of a coffee cup.
A/N
I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT WAS 2,000 WORDS
About to have a big announcement and some thank you time.
Thank you every one of you for reading my book.
When I started I didn't even think I would get to 30 imagines before quitting. But now I am writing my 100th. And actually for a audience. I wake up every morning and check my phone and there are votes and comments every day. That is just nuts to me. I am so thankful for you all and you guys all make my day with even a little vote or a 'love this imagine' you don't know how much writing means to me. But I realized I have grown as a writer through this like my first imagines suck. But now I love them. But anyways thanks you all again you deserve a big high five. *virtual high five*
Okay now for the announcement.
I HAVE A NEW FANFIC
Remember Pluviophile and how I asked if people would like me making it into a book?
Well it is and I'm so excited it is such a great idea for me go check it out I would love you!
That's all I swear
Kelsie out