His blue eyes looked at handsome as last night and his voice was sexier then I had expected.
"Oh, hello, can i help you?"
What the hell do i say to a hot guy that i fell head over heels for yesterday, literally! But he seemed to be cool with my stupidity, i guess it is something you have to get used to...
"I was wondering whether you were alright after your trip yesterday in the pub?"
He remembers me! MUST.NOT.SMILE.SPASTICALLY!
"Urmmm yeh I’m good thanks for asking."
"What about your eye?"
Oh crap, i forgot about that.
"Ermm... it stings a bit but only when you touch it"
"Well... don't touch it then."
No shit captain obvious... But it was nice that he seemed to care, and that he remembered me. It started to get dark and all I can think about was 'where do i live again?'. Then amazingly he carried on the conversation...
"You’re not from round here are you?"
Clever sexy young man!
"No, I'm not how did you guess?"
"Your 'I heart London' top..."
Fair enough...
"And i saw you moving into my estate this morning"
Brilliant... Directions home thank the Lord!
"That’s handy, because I’ve forgotten where I live."
"Can I walk you home?"
That was an invitation that I was not gonna decline in a million moons!
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Newly single.
Teen FictionA true London girl has been dumped and is newly single and back on the market. After her break up she is doing alright until her parents drop the M bomb on her that "we are moving to Yorkshire" as she continues to call it middle earth it becomes her...
