You Can Call me

9 : "Starbucks"

"Hi." I greeted him.

Oh damn he's so handsome.

It's very unexpected to see him again after that wild party. I didn't anticipate it that I'll see him around here this early.

He smiles so handsomely.

"Can I share a table?" He questioned.

I can't help but smile back at him, he makes me smile because he's so handsome. He's being so adorable right now too and I can't help but feel happy about his smile.

"There are a lot of other tables around here but..." I glared at the other vacant tables which were actually a lot. 

He kept on smiling.

I travelled my eyes back to him. "But alright." I continued.

He pulled the chair that was right across me and sat down, "I've grabbed your drink from the counter, if that's okay with you." He placed the drink on top of the table.

I smiled. "Are you sure you grabbed the right name?" I arched my eyebrow at him.

He nods then spins the cup so my name that was written in cursive would face me.

"Tate." He smiles.

My lips begins to grow wider. He remembers.

"Hi Tate. It's been a while." He adds.

"Dillion." I say as a form of greeting.

He smiles, "I'm glad that you still remember my name."

"Well, since you were the person I accidentally bumped to that night. I couldn't even forget about it."

He nods.

I grab the cup of coffee closer to me and look back at him. "And I still remember that you still owe me a drink." He says.

I chuckle under my throat. "Yeah. I remember that too."

"But I think you're on your way to something?" He looks at my papers.

I glared at it. "School."

"Oh! You're going where?" He asks.

"NYU."

His brows shoots up. "Great school."

I smile at him.

Well what time does your class end?" He asks before taking a sip from his drink.

"Twelve noon." I answer quickly.

"Perfect. How about we have lunch together?" He offers.

I stare into his light blue eyes and it looked like a pool. A beautiful blue pool.

I smile. "Sure. I'll treat you for lunch but I'll pick the place we'll be eating."

He smiles back. "Okay. Where can I pick you up?" He asks.

"Aren't you going to be busy today?" I ask.

"Well..." He glares at his phone. "I think not. I have to meet someone by twelve thirty but he can wait."

"Oh! Maybe we can have lunch the other day. It's fine. I don't want you to do that for me." I said softly.

He smiles. "I'm flying to Milan tomorrow morning. So might as well get the chance to have lunch with you."

I look straight at Dillion and to be honest he seems like a very nice guy. He has those blonde hair in a cleancut, his eyes are beautifully blue and he looks lean. His shoulders are broad and he looked really nice in a white polo shirt and a pair of black shorts. His biceps were tempting to stare, it's actually well-toned. He looked very hot, to be honest. He's tall too. But he doesn't have any tattoos on his arms unlike Gage. He doesn't have those long curly hair unlike Gage. He doesn't have...

Holy s**t why am I thinking about Gage Stockholm when I'm having coffee with this very goodlooking man?

I shake my head sideways and mentally told myself that I need to forget about what happened to Gage and I that night. It will never happen again in the future. And I will never see him anymore because he's a very busy man and he's got fans to entertain. He has the entire world to please.

"Alright." I agreed to have lunch with him.

"Good. Pick you up at NYU by twelve?"

I smile at him and nodded. "That'll be fine as well."

I begin to stand from the table and grabbed my stuff. "I need to go. I'm going to be late." I say. It's already six fifty-two.

"Let me drive you to school."

"It's fine. I'll just take the can. I'll see you at lunch."

I was about to leave but the he was quick enough to hold me back on my wrist. I stare back at him while he stands from his chair and pulled something out from his back pocket.

His iPhone.

"Maybe we need to exchange numbers? What do you say?" He smiles playfully.

I chuckle. "Yeah. Of course."

I grabbed his phone and typed in my number then handed it back to him.

"Can't wait for lunch." He tells me.

I smile at him and bid him goodbye. I quickly left Starbucks and hailed for a can. Once I settled myself at the backseat, I can't help but feel excited to have lunch with Dillion. He's more goodlooking than my stupid lying exboyfriend. He excited me actually. I'm pretty much looking forward to have lunch with him.

But where am I gonna take him?

Suddenly my phone buzzed.

Kik message from EdwardBlack1794.

I quickly opened it.

EdwardBlack1794: Hello! How are u? :)

A smile behind to creep on my face.

A part of me is really happy that he messaged me again. I suddenly feel happy when he hits me up and I've noticed that just now. I don't know why he makes me react this way when he messages me. It's weird because I don't even know him and I haven't even seen him yet but he affects me this much. I think he's too busy with his work. I think he won't dare to come around New York for me.

tate_kvngh: hi! I'm omw to school actually. Running pretty late. 

EdwardBlack1794: ohhh. What time is it there rn?

tate_kvngh: it's 6:55AM

EdwardBlack1794: Don't u have some schoolwork u need to pass by 7AM?

I gaped and was totally surprised that he actually remembered that.

tate_kvngh: u remembered???

EdwardBlack1794: yeah. you just said that yesterday. Lol. I think I have a good memory :)

I chuckle inwardly on my seat.

tate_kvngh: I think I'm the one who's memory isn't getting good. Lol. You're not busy?

EdwardBlack1794: I'm on my way home. Just finished with work.

tate_kvngh: why are you ALWAYS so busy??? You're only 20 but you talk like you're a grown up man. Lol.

EdwardBlack1794: haha! because I need to earn a living that's why :) are u in school yet?

tate_kvngh: almost there.

EdwardBlack1794: tell me when you get there so I won't be disturbing u in class.

I smile sheepishly looking at my phone.

tate_kvngh: alright. I will.

EdwardBlack1794: How old are you btw? Didn't get to talk much with u last night.

tate_kvngh: I'm still 18.

EdwardBlack1794: you're like a little cupcake. Lol. Makes me feel a bit older now. Damn.

tate_kvngh: lol! For just three years! :p

When the cab driver finally pulled over NYU, I quickly paid him and ran my way quickly to my first class. I've only got one minute left to get there and I need to get there before the professor does or else I'll be locked out from class. He'll lock the doorknobs and I'll be locked out.

I tried catching my breath and I got there on time. Exactly 7AM. Panting heavily, I rushed to my seat and felt ease that I've reached on time. I push my hair behind my ear as I watch our professor fixing his stuff on his table. I sneakily pulled my phone out under my chair as Professor Draco begins to discuss. I'm not really an attentive student in classes, I easily get bored when the class doesn't interest me.

EdwardBlack1794: but they say I look older than my age. I think they're right because I'm always stressed.

tate_kvngh: I'm in class. Ttyl. x

EdwardBlack1794: be an attentive student little cupcake :)

Okay, I know I should be disgusted when he calls me little cupcake because I don't know him and I haven't seen him, but why is it devilishly sexy when he calls me that?

My insides think that he's a very nice goodlooking young man with the way he talks to me. I feel like he's really charming and that British accent would be sexy as hell when I would get to hear him. I sigh inwardly, British accent. British accent makes me remember Gage even though he's not the only English guy on earth. When professor began to let us pass our essays to the front, that's when I know I'm going to have a beautiful week ahead of me because I won't be thinking about anything at all for the next days.

He begins to discuss.

•••••

11:54AM

I glance at my watch and felt myself cursing at our teacher for taking the minutes that were left before twelve noon. And he's only talking about stuff that isn't related to the topic he just discussed. I groan on my seat and suddenly felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out under my table right away.

Dillion: Hi Tate! I'm already parked here in NYU :)

I begin to feel my lips growing wider.

Me: My professor is still blabbering random stuff because it's still not 12noon. I'm sorry if you'll have to wait.

Dillion: Oh, it's fine. You've only for five minutes left anyways :)

When the bell finally rang for lunch at exactly twelve noon, I quickly grabbed my stuff and my bag with me then rushed my way out of my class. I hurried to the parking lot and there I saw Dillion. He was wearing black colored sunglasses and when he noticed me, he smiled. I walked my way to him and smiled back.

"Sorry I took a bit long." I say.

"It's fine. I'm ready for lunch." He tells me as he opens the passenger door for me.

"Hop in." He smiles.

"Thank you." I answer back as I got inside the passenger seat.

Dillion walks around the car and gets inside the driver's seat too. He turns on the engine. "I'm so excited for this lunch. Where are you gonna take me?" He asks.

I chuckle softly. "I know a good place. I'm just not sure if you're up to something not that fancy."

"I'm not picky when it comes to restaurants. So, let's go there." He says.

When we reached a not so high-class restaurant called Sunny's Diner, Dillion didn't complain at all even though I know this isn't his kind of place to eat. I mean he went to Gage Stockholm' party so that could possibly mean he's rich too. We got inside and settled on one table. He sits right across me while he smiles at the waitress and thanked her for the menu.

"What are you having?" He asks me.

"They have the best spicy chicken wings here." I boasted.

He scanned through the menu, "We're having that?" He asks.

"You eat spicy?"

"Who doesn't?" He smiles.

I chuckle softly.

After ordering up, the waitress finally left us and we had to wait for ten minutes for our foods to be served. I watch as Dillion's eyes were looking all over the place.

"This place is really nice. It's got some ancient Brazilian antiques." He settles his eyes back at me.

I smile. "I know. And not much people know that this place has great foods."

"You come here a lot?"

"Used to come here with my family. We loved it here. It's like our family thing."

He smiles. "That's really cool you know. To do things like that with your family."

"I know. How about you? What kind of things do you do with your family?"

He bent his down briefly. "We don't do much actually. I grew up without seeing my mom. She died after giving birth to me and since that day my own father shut me out."

I gaped. "Oh my god.." I said softly. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I still asked. I didn't--"

"It's fine." He cuts me off. "You don't have to feel sorry for me because of what happened in my past." He tells me with a smile.

"Let's not talk about that anymore." I snapped.

"How was school?" He asks.

"Well..." I trailed off. "Despite being so boring I managed to pass the short post exam without clearly listening to my professor's discussion."

He smiles. "Wow. That's really something to be proud of. What are you exactly taking up by the way?"

"Arts and Design. What about you? Why a school do you go to?"

He chuckles. "I graduated last year actually. I went to WSU."

"Ohhh. What did you take up?"

"Photography."

Wow. He took up photography.

"Your course kind of goes along pretty well with mine." He tells me.

"It does." I smile happily.

"Maybe we can work together in the future." He says.

Internship.

"I can help you with your internship maybe." He read my mind.

"Oh my goodness that would be promising." I said with happiness.

"I'll help you with it as soon as you need some place for your internship."

My brows shoot up. "Really?"

He nods.

"I'd be looking forward for it." I tell him.

When we were done having lunch together, he drove me back to NYU safely. My next class was still at two in the afternoon but I wanted to go back earlier because he said he was about to have a meeting with someone but he just cancelled since he was going to have lunch with me. I know it's a sweet gesture but I'm sure he's a busy man too.

The second we arrived at NYU, he opened the car door for me so I could get off from the passenger seat. Another sweet gesture from him. I smile and thanked him.

"Thanks for the lunch. It was very delicious." He tells me.

"Not a big deal."

"Do you have exams tomorrow?" He asks.

"I don't know yet. I still have three classes left. Why?"

"If you don't have exams tomorrow, hit me up. I wanna have dinner with you tonight at 7." He tells me.

He's asking me out for dinner.

"Dinner's on me." He adds.

I smile. "I'll let you know."

"That would be great. Enjoy your next classes, Tate. Hoping to see you tonight."

What is this? A date?