✓ 1 | NO WORDS ⤷ FROY GUTIERREZ [ MAJOR EDITING ]

THIRTEEN → CITY

(this gif omg)
(theyre meeting omg)

It was around 5:30 and Vivian was waiting inside the Coffee Commissary, a coffee shop in Los Angeles that was well known to locals. She wore a blue jean jacket over an oversized tee shirt with black leggings. Her blonde, wavy hair fell loosely on her back. Around ten AM, Froy asked Vivian to meet her there. So she arrived at five, and ordered two coffees.

She scrolled through her Instagram feed, was able to call Rowan, and just sat, twiddling her thumbs. Still no Froy. Vivian was starting to think he stood her up. It was now 5:42. The coffees were cold. Vivian tossed them in the trash, left the money on the table and went outside.

She stepped outside and the breezy LA air blew her hair. Vivian looked like a princess, almost. The slight chill made her cheeks turn a slight pink, and her blue eyes were more radiant than the water in Santa Monica.

Vivian had a slight frown on her face as she began walking back to her condo. However, when a few fans screamed when they saw her, she turned around with a smile. Her fans were her family and there was nothing better than being able to meet them.

She took photos with them. Had videos done for their friends and family. Vivian signed phone cases, clothing, and even body parts. She gave them hugs and gave them advice about boys and school work. Vivian loved feeling like an older sister to her fans.

Afterwards, she kept walking. She noted how some people looked so happy and how others looked so angry at the world. Then, her own world stopped when she heard her voice being called a few feet behind her. It seemed like everything was in slow motion: the way she turned around, the way she pushed through people walking past her, and the way he locked eyes with her. She stopped for a second.

Froy stood there with his arms were behind his back. He kept his lips parted a little bit. His eyes were looking at her longingly, almost like they were calling her. It worked.

Vivian's face lit up like a child's face on Christmas day. She smiled with a full set of white teeth. He smiled, seeing her smile. It was like a butterfly effect. Vivian ran and she ran straight into his arms. They smiled and laughed. She pulled away from the hug.

"Hi," he said. "I'm Froy."

"Nice to finally meet you, Froy. My name's Vivian." She smiled at him genuinely.

He showed her a bouquet of roses. "Sorry I was late," Froy apologized. "The 5:30 traffic is so bad. Then I figured, hey! I'm late anyways, and flowers are probably on sale now since Valentine's Day was yesterday. So I bought you roses, if you don't mind."

Vivian gladly expected all twelve of the red roses, the aroma going to her. It smelled fresh and it made Vivian happy. "Thank you, Froy. They're wonderful," she replied. She then hung her head down in a little shame. "See, I kind of bought us coffee, but that was a while ago. They got cold so I dumped them," Vivian giggled.

He let out a laugh and Vivian soaked him in. She noticed the veins on his arms, the light freckles on his face, and how happy he looked. Froy did the same with her. He loved that she was a little shorter than him, how she smiled at the ground, and how her hand would run through her hair over and over. He saw her as something celestial and glowing. She was more beautiful than the sunset.

This was the start of something new, and they both knew it. By the end of the day, they've absorbed each other so much, that it was almost as if they had known each other for so long. He walked her home, and he was feeling like the luckiest guy on the planet. And Vivian was no longer feeling like a princess, but a queen.

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OHMYGOD THAT WAS SO BAD IM SORRY

SORRY FOR SAB LYRICS LMAOS

thanks for 600 reads haha im so glad they finally met so i can get somewhere with this book

sorry its late lol ive been so so so tired

well yeah i might update before sleeping maybe im a loser lol

MUCH LOVE

<3 chrissy