When I saw you

Chapter 2

(2 hours later)

Dad found the closest parking spot in front of the cafe because he knows my feet hurt from the heels. We walked inside the cafe and I felt the cold breeze gently hit my face. We picked a spot next to the window to enjoy looking out the window at the breath-taking sunset.

I went up to order as Dad sat down at the table exhausted. I walk up to the corner keeping my head down. "Hi can I have a Green tea latte, a large black coffee and 2 macaroons?"

"That would be $11.31" As I reach down into my wallet and hand the cashier the credit card I look up and see Brooklyn Beckham. How could I forget? He works here.

Brooklyn's POV

She's looking at me confused and now shocked. Oh God Bailey, what is it? Is it my hair? Do I look weird in my apron?

"Here sorry," she says shyly. She hands me her debit card. I swipe it and hand her the receipt. She walks over to the other direction of the counter waiting for her order.

As she grabs her order, she comes up to me and asks, "Um, sorry if this question makes you feel uncomfortable but what Jack said..." Oh freak she is asking me what Jack blurted out, "Did he actually mean it?"

It took me a few seconds to answer because I wanted to lie to her but her pale face and dark brown eyes were glistening from the sunset. She looked so innocent.

I reply slowly, "Yes, he did. Well I did. I am in love with you," I scratched the back of my neck as my cheeks were turnning red.

Bailey's POV

Brooklyn Beckham is....in love with me? I pull away from the akward eye contact. What do I say? I don't want to ignore him.

"Oh." I walked away. I panicked. I looked back and saw his face down filled with discouragement. Hopefully he didn't take it the wrong way. I sat in my seat.

"Bailey, what happened? Are you okay? You look worried," Dad said with a stern look.

"No I'm fine. It's just I was watching the news and it was this girl that brutally murdered her family." I tried to say it as calmly as possible. "Okay I just wanted to make sure that boy over there wasn't getting friendly with you."

"Dad seriously? I'm okay." Dad has never allowed me on a date because he says their mind is "repulsive" or something like that.