Eric got the job at the tea shop. Imagine that, a gig every night there!

'I get to have free coffee there every night starting next week. How bout that? Thanks Amb! 😁'

his text read.

With a smile on my face my fingers danced on my phone's keyboard.

'Proud of you, dude. Congrats.'

I was back at my apartment, lounging on my bed.

'thanks. love ya 😁'

I could swear my heart skipped a beat. But I disregarded it. It must have been the coffee. 

I didn't reply.

---

"Watermelon"

"I'll also have a watermelon..." my voice kinda trailed off. But according to my lie yesterday I "thought I should have gotten the same flavor as his."

"So, how is it?" he queried as I received my plastic cup of bubble tea.

"I haven't even pierced my straw through the top yet!"

we both burst out in laughter and the lady in the counter just stared at us as if she saw a couple of asylum escapees.

Well, it is 6 in the morning and it's cold. 

And Henry and I are sweaty. 

And laughing real hard.

At a sentence that wasn't even funny. 

And ordering bubble tea. 

All at 6am.

"we'recompletelysane" I managed to tell the lady in between my laughs. Making her more uncomfortable. "ah, ha..ha..." An awkward smile on her face.

"Here ya go." I was surprised Henry quickly recovered his calm face then gave the cashier our payments.

"Th-than--" she wasn't finished talking when Henry quickly took me by the arm smiling at me and turned towards the door

"wha-- Wait... lemme get this..." I stopped just outside the door to put my straw in my cup

"You know you're real fun to be with"

I raised my head up to his sentence, midway of removing the plastic that covered the straw.

He took a sip of his bubble tea and looked up at the blushing sky.

He has cute heart shaped nostrils.

wait...

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

I startled him

"What happened?" he asked, puzzled.

"nothing" I tried to regain my composure.

damn that was cute.

"you play b ball?" I took the chance to change the topic

"heck yeah!" He confidently scoffed "you up for a game?"

it was my turn to say "Heck, Yeah!"

"Got a ball though?" He asked with a straight face

"at home"

"Wanna check out my place? I got a court in my backyard"

"s-sure." I hesitated.

[Henry's POV]

WOAH WOAH WOAH! dude she's a girl and you're bringing her to your place and you've just met her!

It's not like I'm gonna do anything to her.

I felt my smile was a bit forced. I noticed hers was, too.

we just stared at eachother for 2 seconds

Well, this is awkward...

"This afternoon, then!" she bursted out, her cheeks tinted pink.

"haha, yeah. Let's play later instead."

"Yeah I can't really go to your house right now  my legs are kinda tired."

"yeah you might collapse"

"yeah"

"yeah"

"muscle cramps, yeah."

"yeah..."

*insert awkward laughs here*

[Amber's POV]

We were still outside the shop and awkwardly laughing like injured hyenas early in the morning.

Henry suddenly turned his back on me and crouched on the asphalt of the parking lot.

"Piggyback?" he looked over his shoulder, smiling

"a what..."

"Your legs hurt right?"

"Ah well..."

"Come on. I could use a bit of weight lifting" He chuckled

"yah what's that supposed to mean?" I smiled

"hmmm... nothing?" He smiled

"Nothing eh?" and as if I challenged him I hopped on his bac--

WHY DID YOU DO THAT

I was getting waaaay too comfortable with this person

A couple of joggers passed by giving us judgemental looks.

"tired" Henry smilingly told them, hitching his thumb at me as he got up. Slightly struggling.

"Yah, you don't have to..." I said in a low tone

"It's fine" he flashed an assuring smile at me.

omo~ is he going to piggyback me home? yah yah yah *mentally slapping self*

---

"Is your house this way?"

"y-yeah" I was mutilating the straw with my teeth as my heart pounded real hard in my chest.

Hey, it should be fine. I've had people over back then. No need to be nervous.

The whole piggyback trip, nothing but the slurps from our cups can be heard. I was so stiff that I would choke him with my arms every now and then. But he would just laugh it off.

---

"Uhh.. thanks for the lift, i guess?"

I said while rubbing the back of my neck.

"yeah..." he was straightening his sweatshirt "No problem"

and smiled

"It doesn't hurt THAT bad you know. It's just a mild muscle cramp."

"I just wanted to carry you around..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"weightlifting reasons" he looked away smiling

"oh I see." I was kicking on the asphalt, looking away.

"I'll see you later then" he gave me a small gentle punch on my shoulder

"yeah. cool."

He was about to turn around but he stopped, hesitated, but opened his mouth anyway.

"I'lltextyousocanihaveyournumber?" he said in one breath

I was taken aback... a bit.

I felt my breath sit on my throat for a moment and then I let out a forced chuckle to shove that feeling off in my throat.

"sure, sure"

He slid his phone from his pocket, handing it to me.

I entered my number and gave his phone back to him. Smiling, as I did so.

"Thanks. I'll send you a text later"

I nodded. Unknowingly bouncing on my heels with my hands behind my back, like a schoolgirl.

He jogged away.

Then it hit me. Hard. Like a cannon ball

WHY DID I DO THAT

NOW I'M GONNA ANTICIPATE FOR HIS TEXTS AS WELL!