Remembering Sunday

Chapter 1: Tight Charges

I was walking on the streets in the cold winter weather of Australia. I had my light washed jeans on with black combat boots and my peacoat winter jacket. I had to walk 3 miles from my house to the supermarket, and I had a list of groceries I needed to buy. I walked along the curb when I unexpectedly walk to into this really cute blonde guy. I was looking down at the time, so all I saw were his black boots and his ripped jeans, and I looked up and bam. He was gorgeous.
"Oh, sorry, didn't see you there." Luke said, looking up from his phone.
"Oh, um its okay, it's fine." I sputtered, trying to keep my tongue in my mouth.
He had gorgeous blue eyes, like the ones you'd fantasize about when you were little while talking about your dream boy. His hair was a golden blonde hair with gorgeous brown streaks. I got lost in his eyes, when I finally realized I was off guard.
"You alright? You need directions?" He justified.
I choked. Was he really asking me if I needed help?
"Um, I don't know where the Jimbleton Supermarket is, can you help me find it?"
I knew where I was going, but who could pass on this hottie?
"Oh sure. I didn't get your name, I'm Luke Hemmings."
Oh my god. I knew I remember him from somewhere!
"From 5 Seconds of Summer, right? You're music is amazing. I'm Aria " I acknowledged, trying not to scream.
"Nice name," he smirked.
Before he could even finish his sentence, I cut him off and blurted out something so stupid.
"Nice face," I regretted that and I'm sure he'd think I'm a crazed fan of some sort.
He blushed. "Thank you, you've got a pretty nice face yourself."
I cried on the inside. Was I flirting with Luke Hemmings? Tell me that this is a dream because if it is, it sure as hell is the best dream I've ever had.