Only You

Chapter One

I had a long day at school. My feet were tired, my back was aching, and my head was pounding; but I sure am glad it’s Friday and next week is holiday. I decided that I’d go to Starbucks and get something to drink, I deserved it anyway. I went to my locker down the hall and got a spare change of clothes. I hated going out in public in my school uniform. I went into the stall and locked the door. I slid into a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, a grey sweater, and a pair of grey boots. I walked outside into the cold and put my coat on. Since my grandparents refused to let me drive, I had to take a cab. I stood there for maybe 5 minutes trying to get a cab before one finally stops for me. I climb inside and rub my arms trying to make them warm. The cab driver asked me where I was going so I told to take me to Starbucks. My teeth were chattering. As we started heading toward Starbucks I felt my back pocket vibrate from my phone. I pulled it out to look at the text. It was from my best friend back in the states, Caitlyn.

“Hey, girlie. How’s it going across the lake? Any new boyfriend’s?”

I rolled my eyes. “It’s okay. I miss everyone so much, it hurts and nope none yet, none of them seem interested in american girls.”

“I’m sorry girl and DAMN! That sucks.” I looked out the window and we were almost there.

“Yeah, I know. Hey, ill text you back in a little bit. Bye”

The cab comes to a stop and I hand the driver the money. I get out of the cab and quickly run inside to escape the cold. It’s not very crowded inside, thank god. I went to the counter and placed my order. As I waited for my drink, I saw two strange boys walk in. Both had sweats on with their hoods up and sunglasses on their face. I stared at them for a bit, i felt stalker-ish. “ARIA?” The woman called out and it snapped me out of my daze. I grabbed my drink and headed back to the table. I felt a little weird because I keep looking at the boys. When they got their drinks they came and sat behind me. I listened to their conversation, not really knowing what they were saying exactly. The boy in white’s voice was a little high but still manly. The boy in purple’s voice was deep and husky but beautiful. I only drank about half my drink. When I got up to throw it up, so did the boy in purple. We collided. The hot coffee from my cup was now in on his beautiful brown curls that swept across his forhead . His drink was all over my sweater. I whipped some on my finger and licked it off, Orange Mango Smoothie, ‘Nice’ i thought to myself.

“Oh my god. I am so sorry, love. I hope I didn’t ruin your lovely sweater.” He grabbed the napkins off his table and helped me wipe the drink of my sweater. He didn’t even worry about his hair.

“I’m sure it’s fine.”

“Are you sure? Please, let me buy you another sweater. It would make me feel better.” His voice rang through my ears, it was so familiar, but i still couldn’t see his eyes because of the sunglasses. The boy in white walked over and started whipping the drink from his friend’s hair.

“What’s your name?” he said while cleaning the boy’s curls.

“Aria, what’s y’all’s?” The boy in purple whispered something in the other boy’s ear and nodded.

“Come outside, love.” Both boys started heading toward the door, so i followed.

Once outside the other boy pulled his white hood off and stuck his sunglasses into his pocket. His hair was a light brown and it swopped across it forehead. His eyes were as blue as the sky, not London’s sky but a sky. He was very attractive, and I have seen him before.

“I’m Louis. Louis Tomlinson.” He held his hand out. I shook it nervously and didn’t say a word. I now had a sense of who the other boy was.

He pulled his sunglasses off and tucked them into his pocket. He had emerald eyes and they were the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen. His curls framed his face perfectly. His lips were slim but looked very kissable. Overall he was gorgeous and he was exactly who i thought he was.