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Hard to Get / Part 2

Part 1 Part 3

Summary: Working in retail and trying to simultaneously achieve your bachelors degree,you don’t have any time for boys until Dacre Montgomery walks in …..

Warnings: none…? cringy part where he asks for phone number

Words: 2251

A/n : If you guys have any ideas or want to see anything in this story or in general please message me. All ideas are welcome! I hope you enjoy and appreciate all kinds of feedback. :)

You stay like this for a moment. His hand in yours and yours in his. Eyes locked onto each other. He licks his lips and you bite down on yours.

After snapping back into reality and removing your hand from his, he puts his hand into his back pocket and leans to one side of his body, making him look so much more attractive.

“So, Y/N …”, he pauses. “Can you tell me if these look good on me?” He asks and takes the ridiculous sunglasses, you were holding, right out of your hand and puts them on, checking himself out in the mirror before turning back to you.

“Yeah if you want to go for an Ozzy Osbourne Look”, you chuckle answering him.

The glasses were too small for his head and face but it still kind of looked good.

He laughs softly and removes the glasses from his face, holding them out for you to grab them.

„How about these? “, you go ahead and take another pair of glasses from the shelf which were the infamous black Ray-Ban glasses.

He takes them out of your hand and puts them on considering the mirror again, making a surprised face. “Wow…you really know your sunglasses. Don’t you?”, he said raising his eyebrows. Y/N chuckles and puts the last pair of sunglasses on the shelf. “So, Y/N…I would like to buy these…”, he says, holding them up and then giving them back to you.

“Perfect. They do look really good on you.”, you state.

“Can I help you with anything else. We just got in a bunch of new watches. Maybe you’d like to take a look at those?”, you motion over to the watches.

“Hmm…Y/N..”, he says, lengthening the second part of your name. “I would actually much rather have your number”, he answers back, smirking and staring intensely at you.

You just then notice his bright blue eyes and the locket on his muscular exposed chest. You fidget with the sunglasses in your hand and were just about to explain to him that you weren’t allowed to give your number or any personal information out to customers because John would probably suffer from a stroke if he found out and fire you immediately, just like he did with the other girls who gave in to compliments from the wealthy and handsome guys that came to the store.

“Y/N…lunch break! “, you hear John shout while he makes his way towards you. “You have to follow the schedule unless you want to mess it all up…. again”, he says with his fake customer voice when he gets to you and Dacre while patting you on the back. He shoots Dacre a smile and then looks down at you.

“Okay. John.”, you fake smile up at him and look at Dacre apologetically.

“I’ll put them at the check-out for you…if you have any more questions you can ask John over here…”, you state as you pat John on the back who flashes a smile at Dacre and then walk towards the check-out register. You quickly put the glasses on the counter and then disappear into the back room.

 “You don’t want to mess it up again “, you mock John while putting on your jacket. You groan, you knew that he is an annoying human being but today he’s on a different level and you don’t know how much longer you can take it.

Nevertheless, you couldn’t quit the job because you needed it to pay for school. Even though you did get a scholarship for studying Film and Media here in Los Angeles, it still didn’t pay all the bills also LA is much more expensive than you thought, and the job paid a good amount of money.

Lost in your thoughts you make your way to the food court in the mall and walked into “Nani “, a small restaurant which served the most delicious food ever.

“Heeeyyy!”, you shout when you open the door and make eye contact with Alex behind the counter. Alex was a tall blonde and a very loud and outgoing character. You have become a regular over the months and best friends with him since you both almost always had the same working schedule.  

“Ohmygod look at that beauty! “, he exclaims while you walk towards him. You chuckle, trying to hug him over the counter.

The store was relatively empty except for a few students sitting in the corners trying to use as much of the free Wi-Fi as they could.

“How’s your day been? “, he asks while putting on gloves getting ready to prepare your food. “John is trying his hardest to break me today “, you sigh. Alex flashes you an empathetic face and then disappears under the counter to get the bread for your panini. “I know. But you know he’ll be gone in a few weeks, won’t he? “, he asks. That was true. John got promoted and was soon changing to the flagship store on the other side of the country. “Yeah you’re right. But still …there was this handsome guy who was talking to me and he just cut me off”, you whine acting as if you’re a baby. Alex widens his eyes.

“I haven’t heard you say anyone is handsome in forever.”

You smirk at him. “I know right, and he didn’t even wanted to cut a lock of my hair and keep it with him, and then John just comes in and totally cock-blocks me.”

Alex rolls his eyes at your remark, reminding him on that awful blind date he had set you up a few weeks ago.

Even though you had made it clear enough to him that you weren’t interested in having a relationship, he still tried to find someone for you to date but fortunately for you that last creep he set you up with ended his career as cupid. Also, it wasn’t easy being away from home and balancing a degree and job while trying to not get lost in the big city, you needed some time to focus on you and your life, boys just hadn’t had any place in your schedule right now.

You were so absorbed into your conversation with Alex that you hadn’t notice someone walk into the store.

“Can the handsome guy maybe pay for your lunch? “, you hear a familiar voice behind you and look up in shock at Alex who was trying to hide his facial expression behind his customer-smile.

You look up beside you and see Dacre smirking while handing over his credit card to Alex. You panic thinking about how long he might’ve been standing there and how much of the conversation he might’ve heard. “No! No, you don’t have to!”, you say while trying to open your wallet and get your card out, holding it up to Alex as well.

“Please I insist.”, Dacre says while softly pushing your hand away. You look at Alex trying to communicate through your face to tell him that you would kill him if he was to take his card. “No. Alex. -…take me card.”, you glare at him and hold it further over the counter.

Alex’ eyes go back and forth between the two cards and then picks Dacres card out of his hand. You clench your jaw and try not to get angry at Alex while he avoided eye contact with you. “Oh, and can I get a large Cappuccino and a, uh, piece of your strawberry cheesecake. You want anything else, babe?”, Dacre says shooting you a glance and you just shake your head. “No, thank you.”

You put your card back into your wallet and look up at Alex. “Okay so your total is 24,67$ and your food will be right at the counter over there “, he motions over to the end of the counter and hands Dacre his card back. “You really didn’t have to do that, you know. “, you say while walking towards the counter.

 “I know…but I wanted to”, he says, grabbing the tablet with your meal on it before you had a chance to touch it.

“Now Y/N…can the handsome guy keep you a little bit of company over lunch? “, he asks with his thick accent, which you were still trying to figure out where it was from, reminding you that he overheard your conversation.

„Ehm yeah sure…I guess “, you try to hide your blushing cheeks by looking down as he puts the tablet on one of the tables. He motions over for you to take a seat which you do and then sits down himself. You put your phone on the table and pull your food towards yourself beginning to eat. You were so focused on your food that you didn’t even realize that he had been staring at you for the past minute and hadn’t even touched his cup.

“Don’t you want to eat?”, you ask motioning over to his cup and cake, making him snap out of his thoughts.

“Do you live around here?”, he asks, tilting his head, ignoring your question and taking his cup from the table and to his lips. You follow his movement and stop and look at his eyes. You try your hardest to not let yourself get distracted from his exposed chest and not get lost in his blue eyes.

You nod, trying not to speak while your mouth was full. “You?”, you ask back after you stopped chewing.

“Yeah, been here for a couple of months. I`m actually from Aus- “

“AUSTRALIA”, you cut him off mid talking, snipping your finger proudly when you finally figured it out.

Dacre laughs. “How did you figure that out…Mate?”, he asks sarcastically thickening his accent. You shrug and smile at him. “Intention”, then take another bite.

“Wow she knows her sunglasses and her accents. What a dime!”, he smirks and takes another sip of his drink.

You ease up into the conversation a bit and talk about where you’re from and what you´re doing in Los Angeles. Dacre lets you talk most of the time and just listens to you. You finish your food and now Dacre and you were sharing the strawberry cheesecake even though you tried to convince him that you were full but Dacre wouldn’t let you off so easily. You tell him how you got lost in LA three times this month by just trying to explore the city and make him laugh with your stories about local store owners and stories about how John annoys you.

“I bet he has a huge crush that’s why he is so hard on you, babe “, Dacre suddenly says which caught you off guard. You furrow your brows and shake your head.

“No way! He has never made any effort to ask me out or anything.”, you answer back taking a sip from your drink. “Maybe because he knows you have a …. boyfriend?”, Dacre simultaneously states and asks trying to figure it out for himself too. You shake your head.

“No. No time for that messiness besides he´s not my type anyway so...”, you shrug and take a sip from your drink. You look at the time and realize that you only have a few minutes left before you have to head back to work.

“So, Y/N…you didn’t answer my question back in the store.”, Dacre looks at you trying to maintain eye contact, playing with the ring on his pinky. You look at him confused trying to remember what the question was. “Can I have your number?”

You almost choke on your sip by how straight-forward he was, but still he was very charming in the way he did it. You cough and hold your hand in front of your mouth. You didn’t know what to answer and you were shocked that he still remembered.

“Yes! Yes!”, you hear Alex shout from behind the counter before you could answer. Both you and Dacre turn to look at him when Alex suddenly covers his mouth, shocked by himself. You shoot him a death glare and Dacre just laughs and then turns back to you. “Sorry”, Alex mouths, trying to hide himself behind the counter.

“I guess I have no other choice or that idiot over there will give it to you without my consent…right?”, you say still looking at Alex and then turning Dacre. “Yeah, I will!”, Alex interrupts again. You sigh and chuckle softly. This guy was just too much to handle.

“So..?”, Dacre asks again. You shake your head before grabbing his phone of the table and put your number in it, saving it under “Babe” and then locking it handing it back to Dacre.

He smiles softly, and you stand up to put on your jacket and bag. Dacre mirrors you and walks in front of you to the door and holds it open for you to pass. “It was really nice getting to know you Y/N.”, he says once you’ve made it outside.

“You too Dacre.” you smile, and he goes in for a hug. He smelled like expensive fragrance and shampoo.

“Maybe I can show you around LA a little bit without you getting lost”, he chuckles softly into your ear, sending goosebumps down your spine.

“I hope so…didn’t give you my number for nothing right. “, you smile and slowly walk backwards before turning around and walking to work.

What the hell did just happen??

apparently Dacre doesnt have a passcode on his phone