"Who is that guy down by the hotel?" Tracey asks me, while hanging her head out of my apartment window.
I shrug, "One of the security guards. He always stands in front."
"He's hot!" she exclaims. She isn't wrong though, that guy is eye candy. But me being my shy and awkward self, I never have the guts to ask him out. Or even talk to him to be honest.
I hum in agreement and continue cleaning. Tracey should be helping me, but instead she's starting at the guard. "You still gonna help me or what?" I ask, laughing a bit.
She turns to me and laughs, "Yeah, sorry. You never told me about him though."
"There's nothing to tell, really. He's just one of the guards down there, I bet he's never even noticed me.
But boy was I wrong. Behind my knowledge, the guy always tries to contact me in some way, I just never look down at the right moment.
The rest of the afternoon goes by in an instant and in the meantime Tracey went home. Trace is the best friend a person could wish for, but she can also be a lot. Like this afternoon, she wouldn't stop talking about a guard from the hotel. Sometimes she should let things rest, especially my love life. That's something I don't really like to talk about. Unfortunately it's something Tracey can't stop talking about..
Suddenly there's a scream outside my window. My curiosity get's the best of me and I decide to take a look.
A woman is screaming like her life depends on it, screaming to the guard, who is standing there with his hands in the air with an expression on his face which tells me he has absolutely no idea what's going on.
"Please, call down ma'am. Easy.. Yeah, calm down." I hear him say. Wow, he has a deep voice.
He succeeds in calming the woman and talks a bit more with her, but since I'm two floors above them and they're talking quietly, I can't hear it anymore. Before she goes inside the hotel she says a quick 'sorry' and 'thank you' to the guard.
I am about to leave the windowsill, when he looks up and winks. I immediately feel myself going red, but decide to play it cool. "Thought you were a simple security guard, didn't expect you to be some kind of psychologist."
He laughs, "You don't even know me. I might possess some very good abilities you're not aware of."
"That is very true." I said while pointing a finger at him in agreement.
I am about to turn again, when for the second time the guy grabs my attention. "We could change that though." he says and smirks at me.
I feel myself going red again, but hide it nonetheless. "Sure, mr Security Guard, we could."
I keep the 'hard to get' act, I'm not even sure if the guy is serious.
"Eddie," he says and I give him a confused look.
"My name is Eddie."
I make an 'o' with my mouth in realisation. I stay quiet for a bit, just thinking about his name. I did expect something.. rougher? But now that I think of it, Eddie suits him fairly well.
"You're not gonna tell me your name?" his voice snaps me back to reality.
I laugh awkwardly, "Yeah, sorry. It's (Y/N)"
Eddie smiles, "That's a beautiful name for a beautiful lady." he adds with a wink.
This time I'm sure he notices me turning into a tomato shade of red, 'cause he starts laughing.
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Euphoria // Grunge One-Shots
FanfictionThis book includes one shots I've written on Tumblr. I'm posting them on Wattpad now to secure them, because Tumblr will soon have a new policy and I'm not sure what's allowed and what isn't. Smut: * In this book you can find one shots with: Eddie V...