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The next week I came back to my table and he was already there, smirking at me as I walked over.


"Do you need something?" he said, still holding that evil smile as I put my bag down.


"Isn't this my table?" I joked.


"Our table" he corrected. Too tired to argue I sat across from him and put my glasses on, carrying on with my work. Sometimes I didn't even have any, but the Wifi was surprisingly better here than at home, so I stayed here and watched Netflix.


Somewhere around season four episode five of The Vampire Diaries I was taken out of my trance to see Will above me, packing up his things. Closing my laptop and taking out my earphones, I focused on the man who stood before me.


"Were you going to leave without saying goodbye?" I asked, pulling him away from the satchel with my words.


"Are you going to stop checking me out anytime soon?" He said with an evil smirk sat upon his face. Immediately blushing, I found sudden interest in the hole in my shirt.


"What are you watching anyways?" he questioned.


"Netflix," I said.


"What on Netflix?"


"The Vampire Diaries,"


"That explains the drool on your chin," he said. I gasped, wiping away at my chin. Sure enough, there was saliva on my hand when I looked down.


"Why don't you just come to mine and you can just use my Wi-Fi?" He offered.


 "Are you sure?" I said, not wanting to be any trouble.


"Yeah, as long as you let me watch with you," he smiled.


"I'm just warning you, the Salvatore brothers are really hot," I smiled as well.


He guided me towards his car, a black Mini parked about a block away from the supermarket. Will opened the passenger door for me before I sank into the leather seat. The car was really nice. He kept it fairly clean other than a few empty coffee cups scattered around the car.  Will opened the door to my left, sitting in the driver's seat that seemed to mold to his tall figure. After stuffing his satchel into the back of the car, he turned his keys into the ignition and the car came to life. The only sound in the car was Arabella by The Arctic Monkeys through the speakers and Will tapping against the steering wheel to the beat.


Within a quarter of an hour we arrived to his flat, a fairly basic residence. All of the walls were white, including the living room where a large window was surrounded by fairy lights and a grey couch underneath with scattered cushions. There was a small kitchen, with black marble counters running around. A small white fridge with postcards held on with magnets was sat on the left end, closest to the hallway. There were a few light, wooden cabinets and the basic white appliances. The hallway next to the fridge held three doors. A coat closet, his bedroom, and a small bathroom as he showed me. Will lived alone, which meant he had very few visitors.


He said I could plug my laptop into the large TV so we could watch some Netflix. We got through about five episodes before I realized it was one o'clock in the morning. By this point, we were entangled in a small throw blanket we had managed to cover both of our bodies with.


"Will, I need to go," I said, standing up.


"Not one more episode?" he asked, giving me his puppy eyes.


"Sorry, I have work in the morning, we can catch up another time?"


"Of course, at least let me drive you back?"


"I would love that,"


We came back into the luxurious vehicle. The roads were empty, letting me appreciate London's historic beauty. I'm guessing Will really liked The Arctic Monkeys because they were playing the whole way there.


Pulling up to the distressed brick building, he stopped the car and turned to me.


"I'm glad you came over, Serena." He said, scratching his head shyly.


"Serena?"


"It's your nickname."


"Alright then...Well thank you, Will, for having me,"


"It's no problem, we should do it again soon." It was silent for a few moments, other than the buzz of the street lamps. In a spur of the moment, I pulled his face towards mine, and kissed him. My hand relaxed on the back of his neck as he moved his soft lips with mine. I pulled away, covering my mouth.


"I really shouldn't have done that, I'm so sorry you probably have a girlfriend or something..." I rambled.


"No, I liked it, and I'm single," He said looking down at me. Moving his vision between my lips and eyes, he grabbed me quickly and kissed me again. Our lips moved together like they were made for one another, if that makes sense. Like they were two pieces of a puzzle that were put together, and you could finally see the picture.



Hello everyone who reads this!

If you couldn't tell I have made some pretty big changes to this "book".

Their romance was moving way too quickly and I would have only been able to make a few more chapters with what I had. I'm starting again, and making the chapters longer and more in-depth.

The only way for me to do this was to delete all of my chapters beyond chapter one, add fillers and then put the chapters back in when they best fit. I just felt that they were poorly written and I don't want this to turn out like a typical fanfiction where the couple falls in love and gets married within a week.

A lot of these changes cannot be made until next week when school ends.

I hope you unde

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