Coffee?

DAHLIA POV:
I rush back to my dorm, to collect a few books for my last classes of the day. I know we're only exchanging numbers at the coffee shop, but I can't stop thinking about Ashton.
I move quickly through the crowded halls, attempting to actually be on time for this class. I start praying that this dragging afternoon will fast forward until I get to see Ashton. Pathetic, I know, but I can tell we're going to be great friends already.
ASH POV:
*4:30 PM*
I sit patiently in a booth, waiting for Dahlia to arrive. I look up as the bell above the door of the coffee shop dings. There she is, looking around for me. Dahlia eventually notices me and makes her way over with a huge smile.
"Ashton, hey!" She exclaims.
"You're here!"
"You're early" she says, mockingly.
"I couldn't be late for our first da- I mean... number exchange" I look
down at the floor, my face turning crimson.
"Right" she says, awkwardly laughing, also looking down at her feet. "Do you want something to drink?" She asks, changing the subject, quickly.
"Yeah that'd be great, thanks" I reply.
"Okay, well I know I'm great, but I can't read minds so you should probably tell me what you want" She says sarcastically with a smile.
"Oh, yeah, right..." I stumble "I'll have an Americano please"
"Boring!" She yells "be adventurous, try something new"
"Ok, fine! You choose" I roll my eyes, whilst she claps her hands in excitement.
"Oh my god, nobody ever trusts me enough to let me take control of their daily dose of coffee" she states in shock. She immediately jumps up, grinning back at me as she makes her way to the counter.
*5 minutes later*
I'm about to check what Dahlia is doing when I see her coming back with two mysterious looking drinks in her hands.
"What the fuck is that?" I ask, extremely confused by the bright blue and pink drink that she places in front of me. The strange liquid is thick and pastel pink. The cup has bright blue syrup drizzled around it and on the mountain of whipped cream that is neatly spiralled on the top of the drink.
"It's a unicorn frappuccino" she says, casually.
"It looks... interesting."
"Well you'd think it would taste like cotton candy, but it doesn't. Apparently it tastes like cereal milk, and the blue stuff is sour" she says matter-of-factly.
"Sounds delicious" I reply.
"Try it then!" Dahlia almost yells, getting impatient.
"Fine!" I say, taking a sip of the thick, iced cappuccino. I'm instantly hit with a flavour of over powering sweetness. Then I get the sourness of the blue. I screw my face up as an instant reaction to the flavour.
"Is it good?" She asks, before I can even register what I'm feeling myself.
"I guess. I just feel like I'm drinking frozen coffee with like, 24 spoonfuls of sugar" I say, slightly unimpressed.
"You're no fun!" Dahlia says, jokingly.
We chat for another 30 minutes about anything and everything. Then it suddenly clicks. We came here to get each other's phone numbers, and we both completely forgot.
"Uhm Dahlia?" I ask, shyly.
"Yes, Ashton."
"Could I please have your phone number now. Only because that's the reason we came out this afternoon and I know I'll forget if I don't get it now..." I almost whisper.
"Oh my goodness, of course. Here." She hands me her phone and I enter my number into her contacts. We then hand each other our phones back, falling into a comfortable silence. I'm just about to finish my drink when Dahlia's face drops. She's staring at her watch in fear.
"Are you okay?" I question, wondering what's running through her mind.
"I'm so sorry Ash, I have to run... I- uh- I'll call you!" She exclaims, sliding out the booth and practically sprinting off without an explanation. What the hell just happened? Did I do something wrong? Did she have somewhere to be? What's going on?

Notes

Heyyyy, sorry this chapter is quite short but we didn't want to keep you waiting any longer, hope you enjoy! - A&G