Niall: It was a bright, windy day, and you decided to go to a café to have a light lunch after hours of shopping. You weren't planning on staying long, you had been out since morning and your feet were killing you. You finished eating, signed the check, leaving a tip. You're half way up the seat when you feel something cold spill all over your shirt, you fall off the chair onto the ground. "Sorry! Sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spill it, I wasn't looking!" A boy kneels on the ground next to you, "Jesus Christ I'm so clumsy!" You know that you should be angry, it was one of your favorite shirts, but he just looked so worried, and the way his bottom lip poked out into a pout you couldn't help but blush and laugh, "It's okay, no big deal, I can always buy another shirt." he relaxes, "I really am sorry though." he says scratching the back of his neck his cheeks a little pink, "I'm Niall, and you are?" He holds his hand out to help you up. "Y/N."
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