Chapter 7

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((in class:3rd Period))

Charlie's POV

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, indicating I had a text. I looked up to make sure my teacher wouldn't notice and took out my phone. The text was from an Unknown number. I unlocked my phone to view the text.

From Unknown Number: 2:17 pm

Hey cutie, you look adorable when you're daydreaming but if I were you I would pay attention so you don't get a bad grade xx

To Unknown Number: 2:19 pm

Who is this?

I didn't get a text back until the end of the day.

From Unknown Number: 3:10 pm

You may be getting a special something from a special someone, soon ;p

To Unknown Number: 3:11 pm

What do you mean "special something"?

From Unknown Number: 3:12 pm

You'll see soon love xx

I turned my phone off when I saw Levi at the gates. 

"Hey Charlie! Do you want to go to the new cafe that just opened around the corner?" 

"Yeah, sure. I'm pretty hungry anyways," I said, suspecting that the mystery texter may be him.

time skip: 5 minutes ((at the cafe))

As we walked in, we got a few stares because of us holding hands, but we didn't mind. We sat in the back, next to window. The environment was basically perfect, I could smell the sweets and coffee, I was with the one I love the most, and it was raining. 

"So how has your day been?" I asked Levi.

"Good I guess. What about yours?"

We went on with endless conversation. When we figured we should probably leave, the rain had stopped for about 30 minutes, so we thought it was safe to say it was over.

We were walking home, when we found out we were wrong. It started raining hard. We quickly ran under a roof to dry off. Levi and I slid down the wall until we were sitting on the cold pavement. It was quite cold outside, so I couldn't help but snuggle into Levi's chest. He wrapped his arms around me and we looked at each other for about five minutes, then something unexpected happened. 

Levi's eyes flicked down from my eyes and lips back and forward, then he started to lean in. There wasn't even an inch between our faces, and as I closed the gap and connected our lips, I had never felt more sparks flying and butterflies in my stomach.

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