Your POV
I was walking around my town centre, bags in each hand craving a coffee. It had been a long day and all I needed was a coffee.
I found a Starbucks around the corner, and just couldn't help myself. I stood in the que impatiently waiting to be served only to be barged completely. I looked up to see the most perfect blue eyes
"I'm so sorry" the man said, "let me help you with this" he picked up my bags for me. "Thankyou..?" "Matt. My. Names matt" "well matt. Nice to meet you. And Thankyou for helping" he smiled at my kindness. "Can I now your name?" Just as he said that he got pushed forward and I was being served. I told him my name and waited.
"Y/N"
*y/n means your name*
"So. That's a beautiful name" I was met by those eyes again.
