Who knows my heart? Who knows what goes in my mind?
Nobody knows my heart, or is it?
Join us on this exquisite journey of soft drabbles of our favorite couple! Read about tons of possibilities of how could they have met, or how the relationship dy...
Keep in mind that in this part Taylor and Joe are not celebrities! They are normal citizens.
Third Person P.O.V:
The light of dawn strode into their room. Taylor rubbed her bewildered eyes and sauntered towards the window. She opened her window. There was a glorious glow of the sun in the sky. The early morning sun was soft and diffuse, giving the tender affection of warmth. After spending a significant amount of time gaping off the window, she eventually decided that now it was time to get ready for the day. After showering she straightened her long blonde hair and decided to collect her guitar from the restoration shop.
She filled the food bowls for her beloved cats and picked her car keys and left. (The outfit is this one 👇)
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As she was in the alley that was very well known for having several prominent music record shops, she agreed to check out some new arrivals. She came to the shop to buy herself vinyl of her favorite musicians. As she entered the shop the bell chimed signaling the owner of the arrival. Mr. Fasto the owner greeted her with a warm and affectionate smile. Taylor arrived at her desired aisle and commenced looking for some nice music records.
She picked one of the vinyl records and glanced at the names of the songs and also reading about the musician who composed it.
"That doesn't appear like your type of music." came a deep husky voice, almost with a feeble lilt of an English accent. Taylor gasped at the sudden intrusion of a dominating voice. She peered in the direction of the source of the voice and her heart almost skipped a beat. The man in front of her had gorgeous golden hair and the most charming smile she had ever seen. The dimples on his cheeks were adorable (The picture of Joe's outfit).
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"Umm, hello miss are you okay?" The blonde man asked flapping his hand in front of Taylor. Taylor was snapped out of her trance as she realized that she had been gawking at him. "Oh! Yeah, sorry. What were you saying?" Taylor stuttered hastily. Striving very hard to compose herself. "I didn't catch your name?" Asked Taylor practically swooning over him. Realizing that he had almost started a conversation but did not mention his name he chuckled and stretched his hand forward to introduce himself.
"The name is Joseph but you can call me 'Joe', and I was saying that this does not seem like your type of record." He said pointing at the record in Taylor's hand. "Hello! Joe, I'm Taylor, and why do you think that this music won't suit me? " Taylor asked genuinely. "The way you gaped at those country music CDs, that says a lot about your personality," Joe answered courtly. " But I can guess you prefer country music but you are trying to branch out your musical taste. Am I right Taylor?" Joe added further, his accent and voice getting more dominating and intense. The way he pronounced Taylor as 'Tay-luh' made Taylor all weak and mushy.
"I guess you are right 'Joe'." Taylor retorted emphasizing the word, Joe. " What would you suggest me since you sound like much more insighted in that area?" Taylor mumbled in a formidable manner. Taylor almost felt intimated by him, he had a considerable height and minor growth of stubble on his face. His golden hair looked so soft and inviting that Taylor had an intense urge to run her hands through his hair.
"Here this is one of the best bands in the world, they make great music you're lucky this shop still has this record because of the high demand many shops have run out of it already," Joe answered promptly" handing her the record. Taylor looked at the record and it said 'Coldplay'. She thanked Joe for his help and they made it towards the counter. She discovered that Joe had quite a handful of music records in his hand which she had failed to notice before.
They paid for their purchase and went out of the shop. Trying to have an opportunity to converse with him she cleared her mouth to ask if he would grab a cup of coffee. But before she could say anything Joe had already begun to speak. "I was wondering if you would like to grab a cup of coffee, you know we could talk further about music and other stuff in general," Joe asked hastily sounding nervous contrary to his optimistic and confident self a few minutes before.
Obtaining what she wished for Taylor promptly agreed to his offer and they made their way towards the nearby cafe. They chatted basically about their profession, family, and preferences. The coffee date that was about to last for mere 20 minutes now lasted 45 minutes. Both traded their mobile numbers and promised to have the conversation later.
Both Taylor and Joe separated to go towards their respective vehicles but both had a grin on their faces that they did not have before. Both were lovesick kittens ( a/n kittens cuz Tay is our darling cat lady lol) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meme for this chapter is this one, because honestly I wonder about this stuff too like how on earth does it get so messy! Tell me about your situation!
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