I couldn't get him out of my mind. Why am I thinking about some stranger? I have to stop thinking about him. I'll probably never see him again.
His smile, his eyes, his voice, him. He was perfect.
I had to focus in class, I need to get good grades. I quickly try to focus myself back to the teacher. The teacher fails to catch my attention and I just zone out again.
After class I go to lunch and sit with Zoey and her boyfriend, Harry.
"Willow? What are you thinking about?" Zoey and Harry laughed, I guess they caught me daydreaming. "Huh? Oh nothing." I say stumbling over my words.
"Hmm," they laugh. I continue to pick at my lunch and make some small talk with Harry and Zoey.
I wait for the bell to ring so I can head to my next class already. After my leftovers are tossed out the bell rings and I gather up my belongings and leave the cafeteria.
"Hey wait up," I feel a large hand on my shoulder, I look back to be greeted with the same blue-gray eyes from before. "Willow, right?" Louis asks. I smile and say yeah.
"So well uhm, I know we just met, but can I have your number?" He asks shyly. We depart from the crowd of people into an empty hallway and exchange phones for each others number. "Give me a call whenever," I shout to him before he blends into the crowd.
I walk late into class smiling. The teacher is giving a lesson and doesn't stop her lesson while I walk in. She just gives me a look as I sit down. I was never the type to get punished by teachers. I could be the whole cause to the class being off topic and everyone but me would be punished.
My mind goes blank as Mrs. Tike teaches. I just cannot get him out of my mind. He was crafted from the gods above. Louis Tomlinson. He is just perfect from his messy light brown hair to his Vans on his feet. I wonder if he feels the same about me?
I find myself back to reality when the bell rings and rush though the crowd of teenagers once again.
I gather my things from my locker since my school doesn't allow us to carry around our school bags and push through the crowd again.
While I'm waiting for Harry and Zoey at Harry's car I play with my hair. "Well hello beautiful," Louis smirks at me. I feel my cheeks get hot from the compliment. "Hi Louis," I say shyly.
