Love At first Sight??

Chapter four: Forever Flirting

*Blossom* ⬆️⬆️⬆️
Oh my god. What did I just do?! I KISSED HIM! It may not have been a lip on lip kiss but it was still a kiss. I was so embarrassed he probably just saw me as a weird donkey lookalike friend that he met twenty minutes ago. I couldn't let him see my bright red cheeks so I hugged him again. Ugh! Why did I have to kiss him?! I won't be able to look him in the eyes ever again.

"We should probably get your head checked out." He says, braking the awkward silence " We don't want it getting infected do we." He chuckles. Oh shit I totally forgot about that. The pain is only starting to kick in know. "Yeah we probably should." I say to him with a half smile. Does he feel as awkward as I do? What am I saying of course he doesn't; he didn't kiss me.

"Hey mum me and ..." I just realised I don't know his name. I flipping kissed this boy and I don't even know his name! "Isaac" he says. Isaac what a beautiful name. But I couldn't say that. It would be way to corny. "Yes Isaac and I are going to get my head checked out." I say to her beginning to walk off. "Oh and I think you should sit down somewhere because I think we are gonna be here for a while. Seeing as our plane exploded." I said to her pulling a long face as I said while. Mason giggles but my mum just stands their with a blank expression she's had since we left dad. I don't think she's ever going to go back to her normal self for a while. Dad broke her. My mum is the strongest person I know and he broke her!

As I walk off I hear her call my name. I turn around to see her grinning. She didn't say anything but just winked. I knew what that meant. Was it that obvious that I liked Isaac? Damn it now I was blushing. Her expression went blank again. It was like that wink was just a memory of her.

Once we get to the mini hospital there was already a long line of people there. I guess I should've excepted people seeing as our plane just crashed and exploded. Oh God I hope no one got hurt. I don't even want to think about it.

After a few minutes of awkward silence I ask Isaac if he wanted me to get him some coffee  and he shakes his head "Tea for me love and let me get it." He called me LOVE!
"Teeeeaaaaaa. Your so BRITISH!" I reply acting like his words had no effect on me.
"Your so American!" He chuckles
"Am not!" I pout
"Are too! You say CAWFEE instead of coffee. I would call that quite American. And you actually drink coffee!"
"Okay! Okay! Maybe I am." I giggle "But do you want a TEEAAAA or what?"
" I'd love one but I'm still getting it. You do have a wound gushing blood after all" as he says this he acts out blood spraying out of my forehead with his tongue sticking out and his eyes rolled back. There's a moment of silence. Then we both burst out laughing. I laughed so hard that my eyes glistened with unfallen tears. Happy tears of course. People were turning around and staring at us but I didn't care, I hadn't laughed so hard in ages.

After we recovered from our laughing fit I turned to see Isaac still chuckling and I say "Don't worry about it  I'll get our drinks. I do owe you big time seeing as you carried me across an air field." I say to him
"Then we'll both go" he replies with a grin on his face. "But we'll lose our place in line." I say trying to be reasonable. "We are last in line babe." He chuckles. Babe. That one word made my heart flutter. "Oh" I giggle. Blushing like mad!
*Isaac*
"Ugh. There's such a long queue!" I I groan as we approach Starbucks. I hate queues so much. Some people would say I'm impatient but I think that I'm ... Well...I'm ... Okay so maybe I am impatient but who says that's a bad thing.
" Wait. What?" Blossom says in her cute accent. "There's a long queue"  I repeat.
"What the hell is a queue?" She asks looking so confused but giggling at the same time. "Wait you don't know what a queue is?" I ask looking at her questioningly whilst holding in my laughter. "If I did what would be the point in asking." She replies with a touch of sass. I just lift my hand and point to the people queuing up in Starbucks. "You mean the people waiting?"
"Oh is that what you call it?"
"Yes because that's what their doing. Waiting!"
"You Americans are so weird!"
"Believe me when I say that it's not us!"
"Is too"
"Are we starting this again"
"Yes"
"Okay. Is not"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Oh my gosh stop flirting with me!" I say in a girly American accent. Her face turns bright red. She's grinning and looking at her feet. I love that I had this effect on her. Whenever she blushed it made me smile. I don't really understand what I'm feeling for her. At first she was just a pretty face. But now. Now she's blossom the cute, friendly, kind and bubbly person - with a GORGEOUS face!

As we were queuing up we asked each other basic questions. By the end I found out that she was sixteen just like me, she's moving here from Colorado, her favourite colour is turquoise, she loves to play the drums and she would like  become a model. I know that she will definitely become a model. I mean like. WOW!

*Blossom*
"Are you single?" He asks on the way back to the hospital. "Yes" I reply. Was he just being curious? Or did he have a reason for asking? "You?"
"Yes" he replies looking straight forward. Something was wrong but before I could ask what he had whipped out his phone from his back pocket and passed it to me with the keypad on the screen. "Does this have instructions on it or something? What am I supposed to do with this?" I ask looking at his phone like it could give me a disease. "Just put your number into it!" He chuckles. Oh my god he just asked for my number. HOLY SHIT. "Who told you I want you to have my number?" I reply trying to play it cool. "Well you still owe me don't you babe" he grins. Babe! His grin grows wider as I tap my number into his phone.

By the time I got to the hospital the line had completely disappeared and I got to see the doctor straight away. "You look like summer you know." He says randomly to me as I get my bandage applied to my forehead. "Thank you." I say to him but not really understanding what that meant "I think" I add one with a smirk.
"No. I mean it! You have beautiful blue eyes and long brown/blonde hair. You have a light tan and have the cutest smile and that can make everyone around you smile with you" He whispers so only I can hear. I can't help but smile. That's the nicest thing a boy ever said to me. " Can I call you that? Summer." I nod slowly whilst biting my lip. It took me all my might not to kiss him then and there.

Summer. It had a nice ring to it. Especially when it came from his lips.

Hay guys! I hope you enjoyed that chapter. It took me so long to write! But it was fun 😄😄. Let me know if you are enjoying the story so far and also let me know if you have any constructive criticism for me because I'm always trying to find new ways to improve my story. Anyways I love you guys so much. Bye!
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Oh and also I understand that this chapter is very stereotypical and I know that not all Americans drink coffee and not all British people don't drink tea.