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a/n: 1. @starfilledsea HAS A COFFEE SHOP AU TOO GO READ VOTE & COMMENT

2. this is an au, if smth seems off or fake, let it be

4. p.o.v.s switch each chap unless i say otherwise. first chap was anne's 3rd person pov, this chap is natalie's 3d person p.o.v.

6. oh and this is obviously nOt some straight romance. so if ur homophobic gET THE FUCK OUT

5. THANKEU FOR THE SUPPORT I LIVE FOR THAT I LOVE Y'ALL k go read

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Natalie wanted to shoot everyone then herself.

She had shamelessly done many embarrassing things, but this encounter left her completely ashamed.

She had been leaning on the counter, staring at the entrance, or turning around to do random shit, wanting to die even though this was only her first day working here. Natalie was questioning why she even chose this part-time job as there were little customers, and little income. At this point she would rather painfully study her stupid textbooks than stand in some small shop.

When the door opened, Natalie's jaw dropped all the way down to hell, and time seemed to slow down.

Although she was a bit of a social butterfly and had met loads of people in her life, she had never seen someone so gorgeous. 

Curled eyelashes surrounding pretty light brown eyes, soft brown hair framing a lightly tanned face, and lips that looked so goddamn ki- (a/n: not "kinky", it's "kissable")

God I'm fucking creepy!  I need to get it together and stop staring, it's not like she's our true lord and savior or anything.

Her heart said - or rather beat  - otherwise.

Natalie turned around and busied herself with nothing. It was difficult to do as every fiber in her being was screaming at her to turn the fuck back around and enjoy staring at the beautiful human.

When she finally did that, everything seemed hazy and dream-like again. She tried her best not to look creepily at the gorgeous customer, although everything the soft-haired girl did made it very hard for Natalie not to do so. 

She was so distracted by this stranger's beauty that she didn't even judge the order.

The only thing she was judging was herself because Natalie snapped the customer back to attention, Natalie. Decided. To. Fucking. Giggle.

She actually giggled.

Twice! (a/n: aye, where my onces at)

Which is only legal for five-year-olds when they're around their ugly crushes. 

Once Anne walked away, Natalie tried ignoring the strange feeling of sadness in her heart and focused on how embarrassingly weird she was acting.

She'd had plenty of crushes before, and she had seen beautiful people - on TV trying to smile through the pain of plastic skin and weave. But none of them made her mind seem drunk and her heart on drugs.

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