The day I meet him

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*you pov

I got home from my dad's funeral and i went straight to my  room to sulk my life out of my eyes. I don't know why he did it. I thought he had the best life with mom. They never seemed to fight when I was younger. They always had a smile on their faces and always said that they loved each other. So then, why would he do it?

-5 years earlier-

"Hi mom. Hi dad." I said happily as I walked into their house on Christmas eve. I loved spending Christmas with my parents. I would always make a good roast and some potatoes.  i loved it.

-Time skip to after you eat-

"Night Mom. Night Dad."  I say as i'm going to my childhood bedroom. I start to close my eyes when I hear yelling across the house. I groan as I get up to see whats happening. I get to my parent's room when I hear my mom say, "Well its not my fault that you keep getting drunk and losing all of your money! You're the reason that we're about to loose our house! What do you think Y/n's going to say? She's going to be heartbroken!". I ran away from the door before I could hear anymore. I jumped on my bed and just stared at the ceiling. I'm going to loose the house that I grew up in. Where I learned how to walk, talk, and do everything else a baby might need to know for life. O cry myself to sleep that night thinking about where my parents were going to go if and when they loose the house. 

-Back to the present-

I wake up with cry stains on my face. I have work in an hour so I get up to take a shower. After I get out, I go to my room to pick out some clothes. I don't have a lot of clothes so i pick a Black t-shirt and some jeans. I go to my bathroom and brush out my hair and put on some light makeup. I grab my phone and my apron and I'm off to my job.

"Mary!", I call as I finish making a coffee. "Thank you y/n. You have a nice day now." "Thank you. You too." I call out. My phone vibrates indicating I have a text. I get my phone out and read the text. (this is the text.)

Thank you for your time but we have decided to buy your  home. We thought we should let you know just so that you don't freak out when you see a sign at the front of your house. Thank you and have a nice day.

I was so shocked that I told my boss that I wasn't feeling so well and that I wanted to go home. I left and when I got home, I started to look for cheap houses around me. Unfortunately, I can't find any so I just decide to go to sleep and think about it tomorrow.

-Next day-

I found the prefect place so i bought it. Then I realize that its in London.  I try to undo it, but I couldn't so I guess I'm moving to London. yay!

-A few months later-

I get to my flat and I find myself looking up stairs. I groan as i make the easiest thing into the most difficult thing in the world. once it get to my door, i get my key and unlock the door. i get inside and I sit on my couch to watch tv. tomorrow I can meet the neighbors.

-The next day-

I get up to bake some cookies for my neighbors.

*time skip

I finish the cookies and take a shower. After I get out I put on a t-shirt and some jeans. I go across the hall to neighbors. I knock on the door and after a few seconds, the door opens to a cute guy with black hair and blue eyes. I realize  I'm staring at him so I hold out the cookies. "I made these for you. I just moved in yesterday and I'm going around and introducing myself to everyone." He just smiles at me. I'm standing there and then he starts talking. "Oh. Hey. Thanks. I'm Phil. Are you new to London?" He says. "Yeah I just moved in yesterday. I had a hard time trying to find just this building." He laughed at me and I just blushed. "Well I better get going. I have to go look for a job. By the way, I'm y/n."I say. "Well it was nice meeting you y/n. I hope you find a good job and enjoy London." Phil says. "Thanks. See ya later." And with that, I left to go look for a job. I go around town looking for a restaurant and i found a Starbucks just a few blocks from my apartment. I walk in and I get bombarded by the employees. Their asking me if I want a job there. "Of course." I say. "Great! then come to the back to get an apron." I follow but I'm confused. It's great that I got a job really fast but don't I have to have an interview? I push the question behind me and go to the back to get my stuff. The manager pushes me to the register and leaves. Aren't I going to training? I mean, I know how to use the register, but isn't there supposed to be training? My back is to the counter while one of the other employees is telling me everything about the manager. The ding of a bell turns my attention that there is a costumer. The employee leaves and I'm left alone.

 I turn around to see Phil waiting to order his coffee.I quickly run to the register. "Hey Phil.  What can I get you?" I ask as I get the register ready for a new order. "I would like a medium caramel macchiato." I put in the order.  "And a name for this?" "Phil". I write it on the cup and put it on the register. It already did the math so I don't have to do any math. "Okay. Your total is $6." I say. He hands me his card and I slide it on the screen. I notice that it doesn't work so I try to slide a piece of paper on the side. His number. I smile and slide it again. I quickly make the drink and find another piece of paper to put my own number. I put it with his drink. "Phil!"  He takes it with a smile. He's about to walk away when he turns back. "Oh. By the way, you never let me give you my number when we talked earlier." He says. "Oh. Okay. Thanks." I say. He walks away and i have more costumers. This is going to be fun.

-Time skip to your house. 

I get home and I plop on my couch taking off my shoes. I was watching anime when I got a text.

*Phil: Hey. wanna hang out?

*Me: yeah sure

*Phil: cool. meet me at the London eye.


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