It was 5 o'clock in the morning on a Wednesday and you were on your way to your job in the office. You were exhausted because you had had trouble sleeping the night before and really didn't want to have to go sit in your small cubicle for 7 hours. This wasn't exactly what you had planned your future career to be, but this was what your life was at the moment. You were a just another lonely 25 year old girl who had just moved to New York City, working an office job in a random 10 story building, and didn't have many friends. You had been living in the center of the big city for nearly a month now and you knew absolutely no one. You felt so lonely even in crowded spaces. Your parents had passed away a year ago in a car accident and your siblings lived on the other side of the country. Moving away from your home state was a good decision for you though because it was time you had a fresh start. It wasn't easy but it was what you had wanted.
You had decided to stop by Starbucks to grab a coffee, you really needed an energy booster if you wanted to last the whole day without falling asleep. You were visibly very sleep deprived. Your skin was pale, your eyes were bloodshot, and you had dark circles. No matter how much makeup you used to try and cover it all up, even a blind person could see that you were exhausted. You were waiting in the long line for coffee and were zoning off into space. All you wanted was a damn latte. It was still slightly dark outside and there was a cold breeze in the air. Suddenly you heard a loud car honk from the traffic outside the coffee shop and it startled you, causing you to flinch and shoot your head around to look behind you. Then, to make your raging migraine get even worse, your head hit the corner of the wall. Some people nearby looked very concerned and worried for you. You hadn't even been awake for two hours and you knew this was going to be a horrible day. You rubbed your temples and took in a deep sigh when you heard someone quietly laugh at the sight of you being so miserable. You turned around, carefully, and met eyes with this beautiful red-haired boy. He looked around your age and had the prettiest smile. You had no idea who this guy was but you hadn't felt this way in a really long time. It made you happy to hear his laugh... it was the weirdest thing. There was just something about him. His smile slowly disappeared and he said in a low and raspy morning voice, "I'm sorry that I'm laughing, I just feel really really bad for you. Um, I'm Josh." He held out his hand and you slowly reached out and shook it. He had nice hands. You sleepily mumbled, "Thanks for feeling bad for me. I'm Y/N. Yeah if you couldn't tell, I'm having the worst morning ever. Ugh." He was still smiling but you could see the sympathy in his brown eyes, "Aww I'm sorry, that sucks. I hate mornings when literally nothing goes right. Yeah I've been having a not so great morning, too. You're not alone. I just moved to New York with my girlfriend of 1 year a week ago and she broke up with me last night. Over the phone. Apparently she's been talking to some guy over the Internet that lives here, in New York, for a few months and she convinced me to move here with her just so she could meet him. It's this whole complicated stupid thing and I just don't care anymore, honestly. I give up." You felt so sad for him, you felt bad for complaining about your morning when his girlfriend, that he was obviously really dedicated to, dumped him for some guy she hadn't even met in person. You just said in your weak voice, "Oh my gosh, I'm really sorry that you had to go through that. That's horrible. You seem like a great guy so I don't know why she would do that to you. You could do better." Okay, maybe that was a little bit too bold. You were only trying to be nice and besides, it was true. He genuinely seemed really kind and he was cute, too. You've never seen such a pretty guy in your whole life (in a good way of course).
You and Josh continued to talk about random things as the two of you waited in line. One topic led into another conversation... and then another... and another. You both eventually sat down at a table and talked about how you both just moved to New York, what your jobs were, etc... Soon it was 9 o'clock in the morning and you were suppose to be at work three hours ago. It didn't matter to you, though. You just made your first friend in New York and so you just decided to call in sick. You and Josh spent a solid 4 hours getting to know each other in Starbucks, something just sparked between you two the minute you made eye contact. It was mostly just flirting and laughing with each other, he made your day so much better. Unfortunately, Josh had to go so you traded phone numbers and hugged before you parted ways. He promised that the two of you would hang out again this weekend. He was all you thought about for the rest of the day.
A/N: Idk how I feel about this one but I hope you liked it anyway :) My imagines can be pretty cheesy sometimes and I hate cheesy imagines omg. Feel free to send in any requests!!
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