Falling In Love In A Coffee Shop

Chapter One

      Life's funny sometimes, one day you're scrolling through a dating app just looking for a date and next thing you know you're in a throuple. Let's not jump ahead though, let's go back to the endless swiping left and right. 

      I was barely looking at all of the people I was swiping left on at this point but I stopped when I saw a boy with pretty blue eyes. Maybe I swiped right because he was cute or maybe it was just because I'm desperate. My screen informed me that we were a match and I clicked the exit button so I could go back to meaningless swiping. Eventually I gave up on the swiping and went to mindless scrolling on Facebook, just judging my family members and let out a small scoff like chuckle every now and then. This continued for too long before a notification popped up that I had a message waiting on that dating app. When I open it, I saw the blue eyed boy had messaged me. His name was Justin and he was only 11 miles away from me according to the app. I looked through his profile and tried to decide if I really wanted to respond. According to his bio he was 6'2 and loved long walks on the beach. There wasn't much other details beside something about being 420 friendly and liking low maintenance women. Hindsight, why did I swipe right? His profile showed his job was at the local gym which to me just screamed douchebag. 

"Hey cutie."

"Hey."

"I couldn't help but swipe right even though I usually only go for blue eyed blondes but you've got an ass."

Why am I even going to respond? Right because I have to start somewhere and if that means with this asshole then fine. "Thanks I guess."

"We should def hang out sometimes, you can come over to mine. I just got the new COD game."

"Sorry I'm not super into gaming but we could totally go grab coffee or something sometimes."

"Cool, can I get your snap?"

     I sent him that and we made plans to go grab coffee later on that day at a local coffee shop. There was a small part of me that was nervous but mostly I was just confused why I was going on this date. My favorite sundress hung on my closet door and I grabbed it from it's spot. The dress is a light blue with small white flowers, the top was a soft V-neck with fake buttons down the front and a sleeve that fell mid way down my upper arm. It was made of the softest material I'd ever felt on a dress and I loved the way it fit, cinching in on my waist just enough to give me shape but still let it flow. My blonde hair was curled and fell loosely just above my collarbone. I kept my makeup simple just a neutral brown with some shimmer on the eye lid and a small touch of purple to highlight the soft jade hue of my eyes. That was what my mother always told me, made me special as a child. My "warm, satiny eyes the color of the world" as she called them. I hated the way my mother spoke about my eyes, I felt weird about my eye color. How many people do you meet with frankly startling green eyes. I shook off the thought and continued on with my makeup. My finger traced down my defined jaw line to my strong chin, I shared that feature with my mother and it is not one that I mind. I had the dream princess nose and perfectly oval eyes that only angled slightly up. My index finger poked at my lips, they were full and beautiful but I was not a fan of my strong cupids bow, I wished it were more subtle. 

      When I finally pulled away from my mirror, I realized it was nearly time for me to leave. I grabbed my socks and my white combat boots that had the tan soles and slipped them on quickly. On my way out the door I grabbed my book and my headphones, just in case he was running late or anything. When I got there I ordered myself a latte and sat down at a table for two against the wall once I had my coffee. After waiting about 15 minutes for him, I opened snapchat and went to message him but noticed I had been unadded. A small laugh escaped my lips and I just shook my head. Oh well, I'll just sit here and read my book by myself then. I was about to put my earbud in when the chair in front of mine moved. There stood a man, not the same one I'd been waiting for but a gorgeous one none the less. In the few seconds before he spoke I tried to take in as much of him as I could, his blue jeans, his tattooed arms his t-shirt for some long forgotten band and the lack of any ring on his left hand. "Is this spot taken?"