Samantha's heart SKIPs a beat (Daniel Sahyounie FANFIC)

"OMG! I'm so sorry...", I said as I bashed into someone in a snap-back. My books scattered all along the floor. They were masses of cook books ( I am trying to master the perfect apple cobbler).

"Oh that's ok", A deep, sexy Aussie voice replied. I blushed a shade of cherry tomato red. He chuckled, "What's with all these books?"

"Oh you know, every girl needs to master the perfect pomme cobbler...", I giggled.

"Pomme? What?", he asked, baffled.

OMG did I just say that?! "It's french for apple", I eventually said.

"Wow, a girl who can cook and is a linguist! You're going to have to let me know when you master that cobbler so I can taste it..", he joked sweetly.

I blushed bright red. "Steady on!" I said in a loud, pompous English accent. URGHHH why do I always have to embarrass myself in front of hot boys. Wait a second, he looks familiar..

He laughed, scratching the back of his neck, "where are you from, Your accent's so.... EXOTIC'.

"LOL, you make me blush", OK I have to got to get a hold of myself. How many times am I going to embarrass myself? "I'm from Northern Ireland", I replied in broad Belfast accent. Which in case your wondering sounds pretty rough.

"Wow, what would make you leave such a cool place?", He asked. He had clearly never been to Northern Ireland, or was joking with me.

"Well you know, bird's got to fly", I chimed. Wow this was painfully embarrassing.

"... Oh would you look at the time... I need to go, I'm meeting a few friends", he said awkwardly.

WELL DONE SAMANTHA, GREAT JOB, JUST EXCELLENT. You've only just met him and now he's already running a mile. "Well bye," I said not even attempting to hide my disappointment.

OMG, is this it? I thought he would of totes asked me out. Just then I felt a gentle hand grip my shoulder. "Wait," Said that oh so familiar Aussie voice, "What's your name?"

I replied, "Samantha, but my friends call me Turkey Sub." Wait, did I actually just say that. What kind of freak am I going to seem? Don't you just hate it when you tell a really cute guy that your nickname is Turkey Sub? Turkey Sub is what my friends call me on the Lacrosse team at home.

"LOL, well.... I'm Daniel, Daniel Sahyounie. Can I have your number?"

DE-DUM DE-DUM DE-DUM DE-DUM DE-DUM!!! My Heart beat a thousand times faster and I thought it was going to burst through my chest. Daniel Sahyounie- Isn't he in that group of the fit Aussie boy's. Who am I kidding? I know he is!

"Sure my mobile number is 077 396 7534. Oh, and my fax is 7321704. Oh and my sissy's number is 0044767932020. Oh and if you still can't get a hold of me my address is--"

"Shhhhhh", to shut me up Daniel put a finger to my lips, "It's fine".

"Oh sorry," I blushed yet again.

                                            ----------THE-----NEXT-------DAY-----------

I was just finishing my shift in Hungry Jacks when I saw a group of 5 stroll in. I immediately recognised them all. Beau, Jai and Luke Brooks- The Bros, followed by cutie James, and then in came hot-to-trot Skip. 

Our eyes met from across the room of obese greasy men. Just then the song, "Don't you want me baby, came on". The lyrics, " I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar.." filled the air.

I floated towards him (or at least what I thought was floating but was actually me crashing into a load of people).

"Hello," he said in a sexy voice. He then proceeded to introduce me to his friends (The Janoskians). I pretended I didn't know who they were.. tried to play it cool you know?