You sat on the bench outside of Starbucks hoping you'd see him there.
You may as well be a proffesional stalker, you had gathered up enough information of his Instagram, and following him around, to know that at exactly 8:15 he went to Starbucks to get a Pumpkin Spice Latte. After finishing his latte, he got up and went to the gym, he was usually there for 30 minutes to an hour. He went home and did whatever until 12 and went out to get lunch, on the odd occasion he would stay in, he then usually met some friends and they either went out or back to his. You wasn't THAT involved him, well at least you didn't think you were, but then again you'd never felt like this before.
You saw him walk in, get his latte and then sit down. He made you feel this way you knew you couldn't control, and that was why, when he came outside earlier than he normally does, you found yourself walking up to him. You didn't know what to say so you just sort of stood there until he said something. "Hey"
"Um hi, I saw you sat there and I was wondering if you woild like to go out some tume? Maybe. You don't have to I mean, it's up to you. And you probably don't want to. Ok I'll go" You said slowing starting to turn away knowing your face was growing redder by the second.
"Wait." He grabbed onto your arm. "You seem interesting here's my number, it's Joe by the way." He let out a low chuckle.
"y/n. Y/n l/n" You replied shaking his hand.
"I'll see you around l/n." He said walking off. You mentally celebrated until you knew he couldn't hear you before shouting, yes.
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It feels so weird to be writing a Joe Sugg imagine and I can say that I've improved from the last time I wrote one.
- Eve x
