Joe Sugg Fanfiction

Chapter 1: Running Late

(This story is going to be written in first person and sometimes switched to third.💕)
   My name is Lennon Wright and I am running late... I was suppose to be at a meeting for the publishing of my new book ,but instead I was getting coffee. But let's be honest, coffee is always more important.
   As soon as I ran into the coffee shop I was in awe of the amazing smell. I made a quiet "mmm" and ran over to the line. Soon enough I got to the cash register and ordered my usual black coffee. When I told the cashier that I didn't want anything in it but coffee he sort of just stared at me...
"Sorry, I've never gotten an order like that before. I usually get a bunch of frappuccino orders from girls around your age", he said.
"Well then I guess I'm your first ummm... Kevin", I said while glancing at his name tag.
I thanked Kevin for getting my order and sat down at a table to wait for my coffee. While I was waiting I saw a very handsome man pass by the coffee shop. Sadly, I stayed in my seat and agonizingly waited for my order to be ready. Finally when my name was called I grabbed my coffee and quickly exited the shop. I started to check my phone and much to my surprise it was being blown up by my publicist Marcy.
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Marcy: LENNON WHERE ARE YOU? I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR 17 MINUTES!
Lennon: So sorry Marcy, I'm running late. But... I grabbed you a coffee😊
Marcy: Okay I forgive you, but I'll still be mad at you until that coffee gets to my lips.
Lennon:I understand 😂

   I turned off my phone so I could make sure that I didn't run into anything, and guess what? That handsome guy was standing in the middle of a crowd of girls on the sidewalk in front of me. I could easily tell that he was trying to escape them politely. I giggled a little bit while watching him try and worm his way out of the crowd. I kept on walking, slowly getting closer to the crowd. I looked down to make sure that the coffees weren't spilling and... BAM! That boy bumped right into me while he was escaping and now coffee is all over my white shirt.
"FUCK", I screamed while flashing the boy an angry look.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry", he said while turning a bright red.
"You know what, it's my fault. I wasn't paying attention...", I said.
"Why are you apologizing?",he said.
"Umm... I don't know. I have to run, bye", I stupidly said while quickly walking away.
The boy waved goodbye to the girls and ran up beside me.
"I think I should help you. After all your shirt is ruined. Let me buy you a new one." he said nervously.
"Um, no it's fine. I mean, I have like 2 more that are just like it."
"Oh well, I didn't catch your name ,can you at least give me that?"
"Sure, I'm Lennon Wright....and you are?"
"Joe, Joe Sugg. Now Lennon, I am deeply sorry about bumping into you. Are you sure you're all right, cause your shirt is dripping coffee."
"I don't have time to stop, so it will have to do."
"Well where are you headed. You must be in a rush from how quickly you're walking"
"I'm headed to a meeting about my book being publicized. It's quite exiting, but I'm running late."
"What's the book called? And why didn't you call an Über?"
"Well 1, my book is called Dying Tonight. And 2 I don't really like cars, I prefer to walk."
"What's your book about?"
"You'll just have to find out Mr. Sugg",I said while stopping in front of a building."Well, this is my stop."
"Oh well can I have your number?", he said nervously.
"Why?" I said dumbfounded. (A boy has never asked me for my number before)
"So I can call you and ask you out to a date silly"
"Oh well here you go", I said while grabbing a pen out of my pocket and writing it onto his arm.
"Great, well I'll text you, bye", he said while walking away.
"Later"
He asked for my number. Me of all people. HE ASKED ME. I started to twirl around happily when Marcy ran out of the building.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
"Sorry, I was getting coffee when a guy ran into me and then we started walking together and...", I said fast, trailing off at the end.
"It doesn't matter anymore just get your brilliant butt in there and let's publish that book", she said.
I walked into the building replaying the last 20 minutes in my head. And I kept asking myself  "Why did he ask me?".