2 Alarm

I Wish You Didn't Love Me

-Alarm-

My body overfilled with a warm feeling. Radiating through me was something I haven't felt in so long. I wanted more. But I know what comes with those feelings. Wake up.

I slowly opened my eyes. The only feelings I could feel now was the pain. I placed my hands on my head attempting to stop the throbbing headache. Why did I drink so much? I sat up and looked around. There wasn't anything different from when I left.

My head began throbbing again.

"Why did I have to drink so much?!" I laid back down roughly and tried to suppress the pain. I'm just gonna have to stay home this morning. I don't think I can go anywhere like this. I turned over and got comfortable. I closed my eyes and dozed off.

Before I could fall asleep I heard a loud beeping. I looked over at my phone and my alarm was ringing. Why is my alarm ringing at this hour? I reached over to my phone that was sitting on my nightstand and turned off the alarm. Why did I even set an alarm for today? I laid back down and closed my eyes again.

My body shot up at remembering why I set the alarm.

"The date?!" How could I forget? I quickly grabbed my phone from the nightstand and checked the time. It was ten-twenty, the date starts at ten-thirty. I rushed out of bed and started getting changed. I was panicking. It's fine, I can make it to the cafe if I hurry. I'll just be a little late.

Before leaving I took a quick look at myself in the mirror. I didn't exactly look great but I did look decent. I fixed my hair a little and then left.

Standing at the bus stop impatiently I checked my phone again, it was ten-thirty. Luckily the cafe wasn't too far by bus so I won't be too late. All I could think about was why my car had to break down three days ago? Fate wasn't on my side today.

I looked up and the bus was approaching. I quickly got on once it came to a stop. I swiped my bus card while looking around. It was full but luckily there was one seat left. I made my way and sat down setting my purse on my lap. The bus began moving and my nerves slowly calmed down little by little. I laid my head back and tried to think about something to suppress the ongoing hangover.

My head was killing me. I'm gonna have to have a talk with Lena about being a bad influence. Hopefully whoever I'm meeting is still there. I can't believe I slept through my alarm.

"Hey, sorry but is this your stop?" I opened my eyes and looked up at the monitor. It was my stop. I guess I was a little distracted. I quickly put my phone in my purse and looked over at the man.

"Yes, thank you," I gave him a quick smile.

Suddenly I felt warm liquid all over my body. H-He just...dropped his coffee on me. His face was just in complete shock.

"Are you out of your mind?!" I didn't know what was coming out of my mouth but I didn't believe this was happening to me. First my alarm and now this.

He came back to reality and tried to clean off the coffee he spilled one me with his sleeve. "I'm so so sorry. I thought you were someone else." I grabbed his wrist trying to stop him from "cleaning" up the coffee.

"I-It's fine just let me," I felt a slight pull as the bus began moving again. I looked over at the driver. No-no-no-no. I quickly ran over to the bus diver.

"Hey, I'm sorry for asking but I was meant to get off at the last stop so I was wondering if you could just stop the bus?" I was kind of embarrassed.

"I'm sorry ma'am I can't do that. You should have been paying attention," he said in a monotone voice.

"I understand and I'm sorry but something happened and I just-"

"The answers no so please go sit down." I just went back feeling defeated. I looked over at the coffee spilling jerk and gave him an annoyed look. Because the bus was still full I had to go sit next to him. With no choice given I just sat down without complaint

"I'm sorry you missed your stop," he said.

"Just try not to spill coffee on me again please," I looked over at him and gave him a slight smile. Even though he was the reason I missed my stop. He wasn't the reason I was late. It's on me for drinking the night before.

"I'll try not too." I laughed at his sly comment. I looked over at him again. He was trying to avoid looking at me out of embarrassment. He's surprisingly very good looking. I hope the guy I meet is this attractive. But who knows. I set my head back and patiently waited for the next stop.

I hate the bus.

"Finally," I said in exhaustion. After getting off the bus I began sprinting towards the cafe. I am not an active person at all.

"God it's times like these I know I'm out of shape." I looked inside the window. It was empty. I looked at the door, it said it was open. Hopefully, there's an area I can't see through the window. I quickly went inside and passed through every spot trying to find anyone.

No one. Not one person was here. I missed the date. Why did I have to go out drinking? Why didn't I wake up from my alarm? Why did the weirdly good looking guy have to spill coffee on me? It's not like me to act like this. I must look crazy having a small temper tantrum in the middle of the cafe.

"Do you want a table?" I jumped at the sudden voice. I slowly turned around to find a confused shop owner.

"N-no I was just looking around," I smiled as normally as I could and just slowly walked out. I'm so embarrassed. While walking around I caught a glance at my reflection through a store window. I looked terrible. My hair was a mess, and my clothes were stained by the coffee. The owner probably thought I was a crazy homeless person.

My eyes directed back to the inside of the cafe. I know it was going to cause trouble, but I can't help but feel relieved that I didn't make it.