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Dream Boy

George POV

It was 7 in the morning, I felt great today so I decided to eat at the café for breakfast. I almost know everyone that goes here cause I used to be a regular customer, the cashier is my friend and she has worked since the café was just a little coffee shop without tables.

"Oh, hi George! Good to see you here again. What can I get you?", Niki greets me with a smile. She's the cashier and one of my close friends.

"Hey Niki! Just my order as always, a bagel and cappuccino.", I exclaimed.

"Alright I'll get that for you, anything else?", I didn't hear Niki talking, I was distracted by the voice of a man behind me.

"Yes mom."
"Mhm, I arrived here at London."
"It looks great here! I'm going to find some tourist spots and I'll send you photos."

It seems like he was talking to his mum. I know, I'm eavesdropping. But his voice is so soothing and attractive I can listen to it all day and fall asleep to it. He sounds american, and I'm pretty sure he hasn't been here based on what he said.

"Love you too."
"I'm at a café right now."
"Yes, I rented an apartment."
"I'll text you later, bye! See you."

"George?", then Niki's call me stopped me from getting distracted with that guy. Oh my God, this is embarrassing.

"Oh- I'm sorry, I zoned out.", I whispered.

"It's fineee! Do you want anything else?"

"No, thank you."

"Alright, I'll bring your order to your table. Thank you George."

"Thanks Niki."

I felt so awkward when I walked to my table, I was worried someone noticed that I was listening to his conversation.

As I sat at a 2 seat table, I looked at the guy who was talking. Light brown hair and light coffee skin.. Why do I feel like I've seen him before? But he just got here.. I felt a connection to him the more I observed him. I don't remember where I saw him but I definitely did, it's so weird..

He sat on a table just infront of mine, and he sat on the other side making us face eachother. I studied him more and he was wearing this gray sweater with a collar inside, and black pants. He looks like he goes to the library often, someone who likes books with those specs and that thick small notebook and pen. He was writing something, is he a writer? Maybe he's famous that's why I think I've seen him before.

He started tapping his pen on his cheek, looking above, suddenly we are having eye contact. It took me a few seconds to realise that he's looking at me too! My eyes widened and my mouth opened, I was shocked. I looked away quickly, luckily my bagel arrived. I have something else to draw my attention to. But as Niki walks to me he stands up his chair.

"Here's your cappuccino and bagel."

"Thanks Niki."

"Anytime George.", as she leaves, the guy walks towards my table. I grabbed my bagel and chewed on it and looked away again.

Then he sits infront of me, and greets me with a happy and confused look. What does he want?

"Were you staring at me?", he asked.

"What?! N-No!"

"Really?"

"Yeah.. W-Why would I?.."

"Why are you nervous?"

"Why are you talking to me?"

"Cause I caught you staring.", I could've been more careful! He probably thinks I'm weird now.