Chapter-6
Chapter-6
Angela's POV
It's Monday. I can't speak enough on how much I have been waiting for today.
Clara and I have finished shifting to the new place. It's so cozy and comfortable. It's even cheap. I wonder why it's cheap. It's been a whole another task. Since we don't have much luggage, it's been easy.
I look at myself in the mirror. My hair is completely dark now. I applied black color to cover the red roots. I have always colored my hair since Uncle Anthony died. Picking up the blue scarf that I always carry, I wear it around my neck. I am wearing a white summer dress with full sleeves. It's been a long time since I have been on a proper date.
My phone pings and I can't help the smile on my face, when I see who it is. Gangster Hunter.
Good morning, Angel. Can you send me your address so I can come pick you up?
My heart does a jump when I read the endearment that he call me. Address? Can I give it to him? My heart wants to, but not my mind.
I have just started. How about we meet at the restaurant? Just tell me the place, I will be there.
I feel so embarrassed as I sent it. Normally, I wouldn't feel guilty for being safe. But this time, it has my stomach stirring. Did I sound too rude? My phone pings again.
Sure. The Coffee Hut. I will be there in five. It reads. I sigh. He sends another message. If you need anything. Just give me call. He is such a sweet man.
"It's right here." I tell her and she stops the car.
"So, you are really going out with this guy, huh?" Clara asks.
"I am. I like him." She scoffs at my reply.
"Relax. You don't even know him." She pauses for a moment. "Angie, just... I know that you like him and I have never seen you like this. Just... Just take it slow." She looks at me with concern and seriousness. "Okay?"
"You don't need to worry my Little Clay." I pinch her cheek. She rolls her eyes and swats my hand away. "I will be fine. Drive safe now." I get out of the car and her phone rings. She cuts the call.
"You know, this town is filled with assholes." She curses.
"Good day, Clay." I yell as she turns the car around and drives off. I turn around and find him leaning against his car with his arms folded near his chest. He is wearing a black t-shit and he looks handsome as ever. My head starts aching again. Not now! Why does it keep happening? He takes his shades off and stands up straight once he sees. That charming smile is back on his lips and I can't help but smile.
"Hey!" I greet trying not to blush.
"Hey Angel! You look beautiful this morning. You made my week."
I blush and bite my lip. "Please don't make me blush." I plead and he chuckles.
"No promises."
"Is this the restaurant?" It's a small coffee shop. It's cute and looks nice.
"Yes. They sell the best pancakes in the town."
"Really?"
"Yes." He holds my hand like we have known each other for years and takes me in. "You will love them." As soon as we enter, they greet Hunter.
"Alp-Hunter." They greet. There it is again. What is it? He nods his head at them.
"Good morning, Jason."
He pulls me a chair and does all the gentlemanly things. "Do you have any other name?" I ask and he looks at me in confusion.
"No. Just Hunter. Why do you ask?"
"Oh nothing. It's just that I have heard people call you Al-something and then they call you Hunter. I just..." I look down not knowing what to say.
"My name's just Hunter. Although, recently, I have been given a new title." His face is all serious and I pay my full attention to what he is about to say.
"Oh." I wonder.
"Yes. I am being called Gangster Hunter." He teases me and I giggle like a small girl in front of her crush. He chuckles.
"Stop it!" I can't believe I am flirting with him.
We chat and eat. He orders his regular and I order the same with some coffee. He doesn't ask me anything about my past. He just asks about my likes and dislikes. It really relieves me. I was thinking on how to dodge the questions if he asked me about my past.
The food arrives and it tastes really good.
"Did you color your hair?" He asks as he looks at my hair.
"Oh, um... I did."
"It looks good."
"Thank you." I feel awkward.
After breakfast, we walk around the block. The air breezes past us as we walk talking, laughing, chuckling and smiling. I see the town is surrounded by woods. Once we are done walking, it's my time to go to work. I get in his car as he offers to drop me off. My head keeps aching though. Why today? Please not today. I am used to having small headaches now and then. It started since I was sixteen.
"Thank you." We have reached my work. I don't want to leave.
"It's been a lovely morning. I have a feeling I am going to have a good week." He smiles turning to me.
"I enjoyed my morning. The breakfast was delicious." I bite my lip while looking at him. He is smiling. My eyes fall on his lips. Oh, how I want to kiss him! A peck wouldn't hurt right? Oh, stop it! Stop making a fool out of yourself Angie!
"Angel." He calls and places his hand on my cheek. I close my eyes to revel in his touch and let the tingles do their magic. I let out a breath of relax and anxiousness. He makes me feel that way. He leans down and brushes his lips against mine. I want to jump in his lap and kiss him passionately.
"Ahh-" A sharp pain erupts in my head and I feel like someone is poking me in the head. My hands hold my head.
"What's happening?" He asks, but I don't answer. He takes off my seat belt and pulls me into his lap. My head is on his chest and I hold it. "You are fine. You are fine." He speaks soothingly. The pain goes away slowly. I start taking in deep breaths. "What's happened? Do you want me to drop you off at home?"
"No. I am good."
"You are clearly not. Tell me, Angel. What is that?" He pushes my hair back. My eyes meet his and I contemplate on whether or not I should tell him.
"It's just... I have severe headaches. That's it. Nothing big."
"Headaches?" He looks genuinely concerned.
"Yeah, just more sometimes." I try to get off his lap. "I am sorry. This is our first date and I just..." He pulls me down as I get up.
"So what? Do what you heart tells you. You can be as you want with me, Angel. Don't forget that." He speaks. "You still have a few more minutes." He holds me down and I can't help the smile. I blush hard as I see the position we are in. My dress is up my thighs. His hands are around my waist. My goes all frenzy again. "Are you free tomorrow night?" He asks and his hand squeezes my waist gently. I blush.
"I am. My shift ends early tomorrow." My hands are playing with the buttons of his shirt. I look up at him. He holds my cheek and looks right into my eyes.
"They are so blue." He speaks almost like a whisper as he looks into my eyes. It feels so intense. "It's my friend's birthday tomorrow and we are throwing a party for him at my place. I would love it if you came."
"Oh, I haven't been to a party in ages. I would love to come." I really want to go.
"Really?" He sounds excited. "I thought it would take a lot more convincing." He says and I chuckle.
"I am not a hard person to crack." I smile. He smiles. There is that tension in the air again. "I have to go."
"You have to?" He asks. I lean in and kiss his cheek.
"Yes. It is a lovely date. See you tomorrow." I get off him and as I grab my bag. He suddenly holds the back of my head, pulls me close gently and places a peck on my lips. I freeze as he pulls away and gives me that charming smile. I blush and quickly get out of the car.
"See you tomorrow." He says and I shyly walk into the restaurant, nearly running so that he doesn't he see my embarrassed face. I turn around and find him still there. He gives me a wink and drives off.
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A/N:
Hey my cute dumplings!
Handsome Hunter, lovely date, wonderful... Why the headache though?
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