"I wish I could explain your eyes, and how the sound of your voice gives me butterflies. How your smile makes my heart skip a beat and how I'm with you, I feel complete."
Love is something everyone wants in their lives.It comes when you least expect...
"I really like talking to y/n. Maybe Jackson has her phone number.
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At that very moment Namjoon texted you.
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End of Namjoon POV
From that day onward you and Namjoon chatted everyday like every hour, every minute.
Now your daily routine included checking texts form Namjoon. He became your morning and night.
It was your first time to go out and meet up a senior boy. You went out with boys but they were of your age. Every hour, every minute, every second you were waiting for time to pass. Again you were experiencing those feelings. The feelings which you couldn't understand "HE is just a friend. Why do I feel I this way. I just can't stop smiling when someone talks about him. Why can't i stop myself from getting pulled by him."
"Why do i want to be that girl whom you love Namjoon? Why do i want your head on my lap and softly caress your hair though by fingers."
"Why do i want to hug you without any reason? Why do I want to be the one you love?"
ON MONDAY
AT COFFEE SHOP
Namjoon Pov
It's been 10 minutes i have beenwaiting for her. I am not able to handle the butterflies in mystomach. How will i react when she will come. Should i go for a hug or handshake. I guess handshake is fine. But what if she gives in for a hug. I am so dumb.
The hanging bell at the door rang. Y/n entered.
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"Holy crap. She is damn gorgeous."
End of Namjoon pov
You occupied the seat in front of Namjoon.You snapped your fingers. " He boy are you there?"
"Sorry for staring but you look beautiful" Namjoon started scratching his neck.
"Thanks" you adjusted your hair at the back of ear. "I was born like this"
Both of you chuckled.
Waiter - Good evening. What would you like to order sir?
Namjoon- I would like to have red sauce pasta with ice tea. That's it.
Waiter - Okay sir. And what would this beautiful lady like to have?
Namjoon was taken aback. He gave waiter death glare.
You scanned menu extensively "I would like to have a grilled cheese sandwich and a cup of cappuccino."
"Sure mam" the waiter beamed a big smile and lightly touched your earnings.
The waiter left
Namjoon - He was flirting with you. Let me give him my piece of mind.
Y/n- Chill dude. Its their work to please the customers. Tell me something about your life.
Namjoon placed the menu aside. "Nothing much just preparing for competitive exams."
You hummed in response. "Y/n i haven't told anyone this. I have passion for music. Music brings out the best in me. My soul sets on fire at the same time it is as peaceful as a silent ocean."
"Woah that's amazing Namjoon. Why don't you pursue it"
"I know right someday"
"On sports day I saw you near the fencing rink. This 148 IQ level guy has strong arms as well huh."
Namjoon got shy listening to this. He was not good at taking compliments.
About half an hour passed. There is no track of time. As if the time had stopped for both of you.
Namjoon Pov
"Something is special about this girl. She is different. I love spending time with her. Listening to her stories. My stress really comes down when I am with her. Why? I love Mani not her."
