It was a monday i was in a line in Starbucks infront of me i saw the most gorgeous boy (judging by the back if his head) his hair was a dark brown color. Then out of no where he spun around spilling all of his coffee all over me soacking my shirt.
"Omg im so so sorry, are you ok"?
"Im fine its just my shirt is soacked"
"Oh here, again im so sorry"
Surprisingly he handed me his shirt, and man his abbes looked good.
"Please no its fine"
"Ok"
Then a boy with blond hair walked in and said,
"Hey calum what did you do now"
"Oh nothing spilt coffee on this girl no big deal"
"Umm calum thats a big deal did you say sorry"
"Yea but she said it was ok"
"CALUM THATS NOT OK", GIVE THE SHIRT YOU ASSHOLE"
"JEEZZZ OK BITCH FACE"
Then calum i think handened me his shirt gave me his adress and walked out.
Wait i said
"When do come to your house and return this shirt i said with a smile.
"When ever you can hon", later today would be good.
Did he just call me hon a thought
Then i watched the boys walk away. In the distance i herd
"You suck dick calum"
I laughed and walked away.
As i made my through my front door i though its getting late i need to go give back that shirt to calum. After changing out of the shirt calum gave me, putting on my best clothes and make up, i curled my hair, and neatly folded the black tank top and made my way to calums house.
It was 11:30 when i finally came up to calums door and knocked, i though shits ges probably not up or im gonna wake him crap. Then the door opened wide awake calum was there hey babe wanna come in he said as he took the shirt from my hands
"Sure".
