Crushing on her

"Good Morning everyone, and happy Saturday! You're listening to 93.5."announced the radio man as I drove to my house.

"As you all know every morning we have a person on a call that tells us a story and you have to guess if it's real or not! So here we have on a call Ashley Holmes. Good morning!"

"Good Morning." said a girl around my age.

So tell us what's your story?"

"Alright Simon. One night I was sleeping over my boyfriend's house for the first time. When we went to bed, I asked him if he was scared of tickle monster under his bed, as he had his heet hanging off the side. He laughed at me and told me not to be so childish. During the night, he woke me up slightly laughing, saying, "Stop it I know it's you. And I'm not even ticklish on my foot." I said I was still right e side him, so he turned on the bedside light. I've never heard a 19 year old boy scream so loudly before or jump so high. Who was under the bed? His dad, who overheard our conversation. He crawled out from under the bed, high-fived me, and left the room." and then she started to laugh like some horse on drugs. There's no way that's a real story. And why the hell would a dad hide under the bed in the first place, my father would definitely not do that.

"Well folks , it's your decision!" the radio man said and started to play 'Am I wrong by Nico & Vinz'.

I opened my garage door and parked my car. Then, I grabbed my coat and my purse and walked inside. Quickly I took a warm shower and changed into short shorts and an oversized tees. Finally I can get some real sleep. I hate sleeping at other people's house it's hard to fall asleep and if I hear any noises I wake up. In this bed I sleep like a baby. I'm sure if there is going to be and earthquake I would sleep even tighter.

I own a small house that had one bedroom and one bathroom, it's perfect for me. My parents are retired and now travelling the world. Once in a while I would get a call from them and maybe a box shipped from Italy with a bunch of cool stuff. They love me and always support me with everything, except they don't know I work as a bartender. I don't know if I will ever tell them my dirty little secret because I won't have that job for very long.

it was already my time to work and I decided to put on high waisted leather shorts and a white blouse. I grabbed my curling wand and made my curls. My looks reminded me of Taylor Swift at her RED concert. I did my smokey eye, applied some concealer on my pink cheek and added some light pink lipbalm to finish off my look. Quickly I walked towards my garage door and slipped on my red flats and jumped into my cat. I backed out and drove towards my work.

The place was crowded tonight and it was hard to find a parking space, everyone were standing by the side of road drinking beer. Finally I found my spot and parked my car, then I grabbed my purse and walked towards the back of the bar where workers would enter. I said hi to the bodyguard and walked through the hallway that had neon green lights. There were few band posters that were hanging on the wall. For example The 1975, Fall Out Boys, Beatles, Linkin Park , Imagine Dragons, Slipknot and Panic at the Disco.

I put on a black apron around my waist and walked behind the bar.

"Hey" said a girl who worked with me tonight. I never got her name so I waved nicely, "Hey, is it busy tonight?"

"Not yet." we chuckled and I started serving drinks. After about two hours of working o saw Christopher at the back of the bar sitting at the table with some of his friends. Some girls were eye raping him and were trying way too hard to get his attention. He was talking with his friends about something and he looked really bothered.

I shrugged and served another cold bear to group of girls that were giggling about something. Apparently one of them had her 24th birthday. After my short 10 minutes break I came back to the bar table to serve any more drinks these alcoholics wanted I saw Christopher looking at the nar shelves that had bunch of bottles. His eye shot towards me and he waved his hands towards me to come to him.

I carefully walked towards him not knowing if he's going to do something or order a drink.

"Hey," he said in deep voice.

"Hi, you want anything to drink? It's on the house."

He looked down playing with a dark red napkin, "No, I was actually wanted to talk to you."

"About what?" I shifted my foot a little bit.

"Last night," he said his eyes shot up at me.

"Oh."

He leaned up towards me and touched my cheek with his hand was rough and cold. I flinched at the feeling, "It still hurts."

"If I will ever see him again he's dead." he said in a very dangerous voice that made goosebumps go down my neck.

"It's fine. I'm sure he's was just dru-"

"Mia!" he cut me off raising his voice. "He almost fucking raped you. Are you out of your mind. Taht asshole should be put to jail.

"So do you!" I said back to him with a cold voice.

His eyes widened at my choice of words, "You don't know shit about me Mia!"

"Wow, watch you language before you **** up. If you know what I mean." Andre said raising his eyebrow at Christopher while patting ok his hard shoulder. What is he talking about and when did he get here?

"You need to report him." Christopher said calming his voice down.

"No."

"What happened?" Andre asked looking concerned.

"Why do you guys talking to me anyways you do realise that I'm a bartender not a girl you can sleep around with."

"Well I'm here cause you make good drinks and Chrissy is here because he has a crush on you." he pinched Christopher's cheeks and they went slightly red.

"Stop touching me you idiot. I don't have a crush on her." he pushed him making Andre step back a little bit.

Andre laughed, "Are you positive? No." I roll my eyes at both of them and ignore the butterflies in my stomach.

"Can we talk about last night?" Christopher asked pleading me with his beautiful eyes.

"I'm working, and I've already used my break."

"When is your shift over?"

"6am. Don't tell me you're going to be here for another 4 hours."

"Oh he will." Andre cuts in.

I chuckle, "Maybe we can go to iHop after that?" Christopher suggest begging with his eyes to say yes.

"Oh, can I come too? I haven't been there for like two years already."

"No." he says giving him a death glare. I chuckled at their small argument, " Sure, just for a little bit. I'm getting tired already."

I'll probably complete this story in few days as I have the perfect idea and I was thinking to write it. Again hope you pardon my grammar mistakes and thanms for reading. please support it☺️☺️

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***