"Excuse me." I look up from my book and see a little boy standing in front of my booth with flushed cheeks and tears streaming down his face.
"Are you okay sweetie?" I ask, worried.
He shakes his head no looking around. "I can't--" He hiccups. "I can't find my uncle."
"What does he look like?" I ask and he starts to explain.
"He has hair like mine with brown in it and blue eyes and is--" he climbs onto the table with my assistance and puts his hand maybe five inches about my head. "And he's this tall."
"Okay," I look around. "What's your name?"
Before he could say anything a loud voice booms out. "Theo?! Theo where are you?!"
"Uncle Niall!" He -Theo?- screams out. A gentlemen that looks to match Theo's description appears next me and pulls Theo into his arms. Holy shitballs he's hot.
"Don't you ever scare me like that again! Do you hear me?" Theo giggles a bit.
"Uncle Niall," he whispers. "Did it work?"
I raise an eyebrow at the two and slide back into my booth. Niall I presume, eyes widen and he quickly shushes Theo.
"Did what work?" I ask interrupting the two.
"Uncle Niall told me to come-" Niall puts his hand over Theo's mouth and Theo removes it. "-over here so he has a reason to talk to you."
Confused I pick up my book. "So you weren't lost?"
"Nope. Just being..- what did you call it again?"
Niall rubs his eyes and I could see his face become a tinted pink. "A wingman."
"So did it work?" Theo asks loudly and I laugh.
"Yeah," I say glancing at Niall. "I suppose it did."
Niall smiles widely motioning to the seat across from me, and I agree watching him slide in with Theo sitting on his lap.
Wesut there for a moment awkwardly and then stretch my hand towards him. "My names Y/n."
"Niall." He points to himself. "Theo."
