You walked into Starbucks, finding a corner to call yours.
Sitting down you place your laptop on the table, pulling out books to help. It was finales for highschool, and what better way to help study at Starbucks.
Coffee aromas fill the air, beans, chocolate, and the light tip tap from people on computers.
"Excuse me miss?" A voice said, you looked up to see a brunette boy standing in front of the tabel. "Is this seat taken?" He smiled; with a drink in his hand.
"Oh no, here" you began to move paperwork off the table, placing them on your bag. "You may sit."
"Thanks" his grin widened; as he sat down pulling out his own.
You felt a pair of eyes looking at you. You glanced up, seeing the boy looking at you. "Can I help you?" You asked. His expression changed. To joy and full of wonder to almost pitty. "Sorry I did t mean it like that." His expression changed again to joy.
"It's alright, I was looking at something or someone" he pointed to you direction. Turning around you looked to see a painting of a beautiful woman, sipping some wine.
You then glanced back to him. Only to see him looking at you again. "um? The painting?" You turned all the way around again to meet his gaze.
"No. You." Your face flushed red. No one has said something like that to you before. You buried your face in your computer, trying to hide. "I came off to strong. Didn't I?" You poked your head back up again, he was running his hands threw his hair, talking to himself?.
You giggled, his eyes shot up in alert; realizing he was talking to himself. "What's your name?" You said, as you took a sip from your drink.
"Colby. Colby Brock" he smiled and took a sip. "And yours?"
"Cam, Cam Litigation" you told a lie, trying to catch kf that was his actual name.
"Lie. That's not your name. But really. What is it?" You gave a slight smile.
"It's Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N." You looked down, as of you were satisfied with the name you were given.
"That's beautiful!" Propel looked back at you two, your face became a bright red. Colby. Well. He didn't care. " Sorry! " he tells back into the crowd.
"Thanks?" You started typing.
"Hey. If it's to soon, can I ask you this. May I have your number?" Colby gave a half smile.
"Yeah". You wrote down your number, sliding it towards him.
" wow! My first number from a girl!" You tilted your head. "Correction. From a pretty girl. Wait! Correction again! A beautiful woman" he became confident with his answer and noded.
"Wow. Thanks." You smiled, being to pack up your tings. "Well. My time has come to leave. I'll be back on Monday." You smiled and Colby stood up, helping you gather you're things.
"I'll be here" you both shared a smile.
Later towards the end of the night, you git a text message from Colby. You talked the whole night, falling asleep while texting.
Colby✌: so.. You fell asleep because I'm awesome! Jk! I'm not that awesome. What do you think? I need to stop myself. I'll let you sleep. Talk again soon!
(11:59pm-12:00pm)
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Colby Brock Imagines
أدب الهواةColby Brock. The other 1/2 of Sam and Colby. The boy with big dreams and inspiration. ~ Imagines of this boy, giving love and hope to all the girls around the world. ~ The way his hair flops onto his face. And his cheeky smile, the grin that makes...