He Wants To Order Novels & Stories

He looks so uncomfortable and out of place, unlike his father, who even if he was acting I couldn’t tell because he seems so genuine. ‘’Asher,’’ I greet him with a smile when it was his time to place an order. He gazes at me for a while before shaking his head. ‘’What would you like to order?’’ I ask, guessing that I might as well keep it casual and treat him as any other customer. ‘’A black eye.’’ He glances at the menu before saying, ‘’an avocado and egg sandwich. White bread, toasted.’’ ‘’Ok.’’ I nod and just like that, this man manages to kill my mood.

It deepened. And with each decision, the weight would grow, until it either shaped him into something precise enough to endure it, or crushed him beneath its exactness. Elias closed his eyes. Tomorrow, the system would ask again. And he would have to answer.

I dropped the hairdryer on the table and stood up to open the door for him. I opened it and I met him on his phone. He raised his head up to look at me as he smiled. "What is it?" I asked him as I saw his eyes run over me. "Ohh, you are about to sleep. I'm here to ask for the list". "The list?" I asked. "Yes, I want to make the order tonight so it will be delivered tomorrow immediately ". "Ohh, I'm sorry. I've forgotten. I will write it down now and give it to you". I said rushing back inside. I tore out the paper and picked a pen from my bag.

Shortly, she appeared from the laundry room smothering her apron. "Yes, sir?" She inquired. "Can you help us place an order for um..two take-outs packs of chicken nuggets? You don't have to go pick them up, I can see you're busy just order 'em and get them delivered to us." "Of course sir that will do. But do you have a specific fast food restaurant in mind?" He raked his hands through his tousled black hair sprinkled with a generous amount of grey. "Hmmm... I'm not sure."

Will he continue doing his tortures to my body? Instead of going upstairs too, I sat back down on the couch and rummage through some websites to order. Maybe pizza or chicken wings. At least something that will satisfy my hunger for the night. “Here” my eyes snapped towards the card in his hands. “Use it to order” He added. Well, it's not like I don't have any money with me but he should be a gentleman at least. “You want too?” I asked when he was about walking away. “I don't eat pizza Miss Dalen. And as you can see I have a disturbing headache. I don't think eating junk food will help”

"Do you like sushi?" "What is sushi?" He did not answer me but I hear the words sushi, maki, sashimi, tonkatsu. Whatever that means. Then I realize something. "Are you ordering food?? Its not necessary! I'll just eat at home!" He just glares at me. Ok just what I said a while ago I'll just shut up. Since he is ordering food maybe coke, fries and nuggets is available. "Sir?" "Yes? Do you want something?" "If you don't mind maybe there is a fries, coke and chicken nuggets on the fast food delivery you are talking with. I want those. I'll just pay for my half."

His throat bobbed wildly as he gulped down saliva. "Seriously?" he asked, struggling to open his swollen eyes, eyes that now sparkled with childlike hope. Andrew's grin widened. "Dead serious. Look—I'm ordering right now." He pulled out his phone and started tapping away, placing a massive meat-heavy delivery order with a few swipes.

He asked his voice laced with disbelief. "I know right but I want those right now that I feel like I might die if I don't get it soon." I was being dramatic but it was very much needed at this point. "So dramatic but since I love you so much..." he trailed off and I could hear the distinct sound of him tapping away on his laptop. "... I already ordered a box of chocolates, one tub of chocolate ice cream, and pizza with pineapple toppings, and yeah, I ordered orange juice too. It should be at your house in about ten minutes. Now be a good girl and say thank you." He said sounding so proud of himself.

“What will you like to order?” “You.”

I called him and after three rings, he answered my call. "Yes?" He asked. I don't know what to say to him. "Nothing, bye," I said and ended the call. But he immediately calls me back. "What do you need?" He asked. "Can you bring pizza when you get home?" I asked. "I'll be home by midnight so it will be late for your pizza, just order something and have it delivered to our house." He said. I sighed. "I want you to buy it," I said. "Fine, but it will take so long." He said and I assure him that it was fine. I can wait for him.