Our Love Thing

Chapter 1 : I See You

(Hallo, so this is my first time writing a Wanda story so if it's shitty please bear with me. :) )

Y/n's POV

This is the worst day of my days. If that makes total sense at all. I am on a day break, just clarifying I am no worker. I am still a student I just call it like that to make it sounds fancy when someone asks me.

I am walking on the streets of Manchester as I stumble upon on my favourite Café in town.

O Éros

Means "The Cupid" tch I would say it's kind of cute because the theme of the Café match the theme of their Café name. It's actually quite famous around town saying that every single people goes inside there will then go out with the other half of theirs.

Which is bullshit I may say. I've been going there for like more than two years now and yet here I am. Not that I am bitter about it, and maybe it's the fact that I am twenty and single as fuck since birth. I never got the chance to date because of how the family of mine wanted me to become like them. Which is to become a multimillionare in the future. But they want me to meet someone at the same time

Which I agreed actually about the being rich part not the other one.

It's not that sad right? My Mum and Dad have the loveliest married life of all time, they are on their forties but still you can see the lights and spark in their eyes when you see them together.

I would say I am not a hopeless romantic but I am not a person who has not have love in theirs either. I am on average if I quite wanted to explain it to you.

I entered the room as I am welcomed by the aromas of the cuppas and those cake they are baking. The themes from red to pink, black linings for the tables, chairs and the counter.

This screams a Valentine party room to me. You'll feel welcome everytime you enter, the surrounding are going to please you by how beautiful it is. That is why like I said this is my favourite Café in town.

I wonder what is going on inside the mind with the mastermind of this whole place, with all I know is that Stuart the manager of this place never meets their big boss which kind of bitchy to be honest. They only speak with her on the phone, all those shimmery shits that she need to do and put on the place.

I stood in line after a woman who looks like on her thirties with a little girl clutching on her hands singing the alphabet song.

How cute.

As they finished their order and it's my turn, the cashier Cassey the blabber of all the blabs here, she's friendly don't worry. She talked.

"Look who's finally rolls in here." I rolled my eyes with a chuckle, as she still typing on the register when she finished and looked at me with a smirk.

"I'll just have my casual, Case. No time to talk" I replied as she look at me with a "oh hell no" face, but still types on her lifetime computer.

"That will be £6.78" she said as I hands her the bill and walks from far as possible from the two people being cosy together and a toddler having a tantrum over going into Mc Donald's and not here.

I just realised that the lady and the child from earlier is sitting on my usual spot as I groaned inside my head.

I sat in front of them my back facing the child as I took out my phone and look for something to do while waiting for my order to be prepared.

I was surprised when I got a notification that I got a message from someone.

It was an unknown number. Might be a wrong message.