Untitled-Prologue-Lovely Hands
This journal I made to write Garrett Hedlund fan fiction, Four Brothers fan fiction, Friday Night Lights fan fiction, or anything random I want so say about anything. So yea...
Anyways here's a prologue to a Garrett Hedlund story, which is title-less for now lol.
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"Can I have.... a.... um...." I sighed listening to another indecisive customer trying to decide what to order, "Oh! A Grande Mocha.... er.. wait.. maybe I should have a...." I looked around the coffee shop I have been working at for only a month. It had a light brown color to its walls, and light colored wood for it's chairs and tables that it had, which all were full of people chatting about work or school or just whining about their life. "Oh, maybe a... no..."
"Sir, how about you step aside and decide, and the next person in line can order." I suggested.
"I want a Zebra Mocha!" He blurted out just then.
"Name?"
"Joe."
"It'll be done soon." I told him, "Next?"
"Can I just have a lemonade ice tea?" The tall, brown haired guy asked. He looked oddly familiar. Maybe he's just a regular.
"Finally someone who can make up their mind." I laughed slightly. He just kind of smiled out of courtesy.
"Name?"
"Garrett."
"Alrighty, Garrett, It'll be up soon." I smiled at him. He nodded and walked to the other side of the counter. I watched him standing there, his arms crossed, his legs separated slightly.
"Excuse me?" I snapped out of my stare down.
"Sorry," I blushed slightly, "What can I get you?" I asked the lady, continuing to watch the Garrett guy out of the corner of my eye He got his drink and went and sat at one of the few empty tables.
I took a half a dozen of other peoples orders, until I decided to take a break. I went to the back and filled myself a cup of water, then went to find a place to sit in the coffee shop. I looked around and there wasn't a single open table. There was however, an open chair at the same table as that Garrett guy. I thought a minute, then figured why not? I walked over to the table he was and grabbed the chair.
"Do you mind?" I asked him.
"Oh, no not at all." He said gesturing for me to sit, so I did. "So you know my name," He said with a small smile across his face, "What's yours?"
"Anna." I bit my lip.
"Well it's nice to meet you Anna." He held his hand out for me to shake, and I did. He didn't have 'man hands' at all, they were surprisingly soft.
"Nice hands..." I almost didn't want to let go of them.
"Not a compliment I get everyday," He laughed slightly, "But thanks."
I looked at the clock on the wall, "Shit! I have to get back to work.." I really didn't want to leave him.
"Yea, I need to get back to work too." He said standing as I did.
"Where do you work?"
"Lets leave that conversation for tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow right?"
"Yea, same time same place." I smiled at him as he gave me a wave and walked out.
Anyways here's a prologue to a Garrett Hedlund story, which is title-less for now lol.
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"Can I have.... a.... um...." I sighed listening to another indecisive customer trying to decide what to order, "Oh! A Grande Mocha.... er.. wait.. maybe I should have a...." I looked around the coffee shop I have been working at for only a month. It had a light brown color to its walls, and light colored wood for it's chairs and tables that it had, which all were full of people chatting about work or school or just whining about their life. "Oh, maybe a... no..."
"Sir, how about you step aside and decide, and the next person in line can order." I suggested.
"I want a Zebra Mocha!" He blurted out just then.
"Name?"
"Joe."
"It'll be done soon." I told him, "Next?"
"Can I just have a lemonade ice tea?" The tall, brown haired guy asked. He looked oddly familiar. Maybe he's just a regular.
"Finally someone who can make up their mind." I laughed slightly. He just kind of smiled out of courtesy.
"Name?"
"Garrett."
"Alrighty, Garrett, It'll be up soon." I smiled at him. He nodded and walked to the other side of the counter. I watched him standing there, his arms crossed, his legs separated slightly.
"Excuse me?" I snapped out of my stare down.
"Sorry," I blushed slightly, "What can I get you?" I asked the lady, continuing to watch the Garrett guy out of the corner of my eye He got his drink and went and sat at one of the few empty tables.
I took a half a dozen of other peoples orders, until I decided to take a break. I went to the back and filled myself a cup of water, then went to find a place to sit in the coffee shop. I looked around and there wasn't a single open table. There was however, an open chair at the same table as that Garrett guy. I thought a minute, then figured why not? I walked over to the table he was and grabbed the chair.
"Do you mind?" I asked him.
"Oh, no not at all." He said gesturing for me to sit, so I did. "So you know my name," He said with a small smile across his face, "What's yours?"
"Anna." I bit my lip.
"Well it's nice to meet you Anna." He held his hand out for me to shake, and I did. He didn't have 'man hands' at all, they were surprisingly soft.
"Nice hands..." I almost didn't want to let go of them.
"Not a compliment I get everyday," He laughed slightly, "But thanks."
I looked at the clock on the wall, "Shit! I have to get back to work.." I really didn't want to leave him.
"Yea, I need to get back to work too." He said standing as I did.
"Where do you work?"
"Lets leave that conversation for tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow right?"
"Yea, same time same place." I smiled at him as he gave me a wave and walked out.