𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 // 𝐥.𝐬

𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲

2.5.19

walking in the small café was a big difference to my house.

all the fighting, bickering, was way different than this.

it was peaceful.

quiet.

yeah, you can hear the small buzz of coffee machines and people talking about their daily lives.

but that was it.

oh, i'm louis by the way. i'm 17, and i moved here, home chapel, not that long ago.

i still haven't made many friends.

everyone looks at me weird at school.

because i wear skirts, and pink.

i love pink.

it's really my favorite color.

as i'm waiting in line, i look up at the menu, thinking of what i should get.

i hear the door chime a few times, not really paying attention to it.

"ahem." i hear someone say behind me.

oh, it's my turn, i audibly say to myself, really.

"sorry for holding up the line. can i get some milk and a chocolate chip cookie? name as louis." i say to the cashier.

she's pretty.

she seems bored though.

she's still pretty, with her wavy black hair and brown eyes.

she can be a model.

her nametag reads kendall.

fits her.

"hey dude you're holding up the line again." say's kendall this time.

"oh i'm sorry. just spaced out." louis says this time, looking down at his wallet to get some cash.

"are you paying cash or credit?" she says, chewing her gum loudly, which louis doesn't like.

"cash. how much is it?"

"3.62 pounds." she says.

as i try to get my cash out, almost all my other cards fall to the floor.

my goodness.. this isn't my day, i think.

i go down to get all my stuff from the floor, forgetting i'm wearing my favorite beige skirt, causing it to ride up, but i didn't notice until i felt a cold rush to my bum.

ugh it's fine. it's not like they haven't seen a bum before, i think as i try to get my stuff, also forgetting i'm wearing my pretty white lace panties.

"let me help you, darling." a deep voice says to me, startling me to almost dropping my whole wallet.

"i'm sorry. you don't need to. i got it, sir." i say, flushed from embarrassment.

"no worries, love." the man says, finishing picking up all my cards.

love.

i say, still not knowing who the man is, "thank you so much sir. i'm sorry i'm holding up the line."

as he get's up, i can finally see his face.

wow.. i say. probably out loud because the man smirks at me.

he's gorgeous.

his green eyes, sharp jaw-line, his dimples, barley popping out from the sides of his cheeks, his short, but also long hair.

everything about the mystery man is perfect.

"you're holding up the line, again." i believe kendall, says from behind me.

as i turn around i see her roll her eyes at me, making me narrow my eyes at her.

"let me pay for you, princess." the gorgeous man says, making me blush at the nickname.

princess.

i start to wave my hands around in a "no" motion.

"there is no need for that, sir. i got it. thank you." i say, taking my cards from his hand and putting it back in my wallet.

"no, i insist." he says before turning to kendall and asking her about something, that i'm not paying attention to.

i'm just admiring the man in front of me, trying to see all his features.

i didn't get to see much until i feel something slightly brush my arm.

"try to find somewhere to sit, yeah? then i'll bring your order to you." he says, taking me out of another one of my daydreams.

"oh you don't need to do that i can bring it myself." i say, confused as to why this man is helping me so much.

"ah, it's not problem at all," he says, slowly coming closer to my ear.

"i want to help princesses like you."

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authors note ;;

the prologue if finished!! yay!!

hope you guys liked it and you want to keep reading the book

love you lots <3