I tripped over the leg of a chair, breaking a glass cup in the ground.
Sighing, I rush to pick up the pieces before someone gets hurt.
Vans shoes stop right in front of me, and the guy bends down to help.
I continue to swipe up the pieces with my hands, but I get a small cut on my thumb.
I brace myself for the stinging pain, waiting for the guy to finish picking up his pieces.
"It's ok, I'll get them," I say, getting impatient.
"No, I want to help," the guy replies, looking up at me.
I see the British boy staring me in the eyes. Blushing, I look away.
"Thanks," I mutter.
We go and throw away the pieces, and he notices the blood on my hand.
He raises an eyebrow and asks, "Are you okay... Bianca?"
I wonder how he found out, before realizing that he just looked at the name tag.
Shoving my hands into my pockets I respond, "I'm good, it's just a little cut."
He nods and starts to leave, but I call after him, "Hey, aren't you going to order a coffee?"
He turns around, smiling.
"Yeah, sure. The name's Will, by the way," he greets.
I smile, looking into his beautiful brown eyes.
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Caffeinated Love
Fanfiction"Just the usual?" "Never changes." She hands him his coffee with a smile. "Thanks for coming!" "I'll be back tomorrow." The door rings, signaling his exit.
