//I got a plane in the middle of the night, don't you mind//
OLIVIA'S POV
Living in Los Angeles with no one to support you really sucks. I decided to move out here from Malibu because i needed a change in my life. My parents were on the verge of divorce and I was just starting out in college. It fucking sucks that i live in a world with no one except my best friend Patrick. Patrick was a feisty little thing. If anyone said anything bad about him or me he would go off on whoever stepped in his presence. It's pretty cool to have a gay best friend.
Everyday i have the same routine; wake up, do school work, go to work, and the rest. It was a pretty boring life, but hey it's better than my previous life in Malibu. I kinda hated the fact that i only had one true friend here. I want to explore and try new things but it's kinda hard to manage that with my lame schedule. It was 3-ish and i decided that i would get ready and go to the coffee shop/ record store.
When i got done i called Patrick to see if he wanted to go but by the sound of it he sounded pretty busy. I decided to walk to the store because I lived about 20 minutes away and I needed to clear my mind.
When I got there, i decided to grab a coffee and check out the records. I picked up The Arctic Monkeys and then The Neighbourhood. As i was leaving the store i could hear someone yell for me. "Uhm hey miss, you dropped something!" When i turned around I dropped my records and stared into his eyes. He was so charming. He had a hell of a jawline.
"Oh umm thank you." i could feel my face getting red. "I know this may sound weird but can i please walk you home? A beautiful face like yours doesn't need to walk alone this late in LA." "Sure but you don't have to. I'd hate for you to walk alone." Was this a bad mistake? I just met him and i don't even know his name. For all i could know he could be a kidnapper or rapist!
"Hi my name is Matty. Matty Healy." "It's a pleasure to meet you Matty. I'm Olivia. Olivia Black." wow i sound so dorky. Why? Why? why?
"Awe what a cute name." he said.
As we reached my building, come to find out that he lived here too. I wonder why I've never seen him around. "Thank you for walking me home." " No problem babe. May i ask you something?" " Yes. Anything." "Is there any chance that i could have your number?" I gave him a simple 'sure' and a shrug.
As we exchanged numbers and said our goodbyes I felt really good. When i got home i decided to take a shower and watch How I Met Your Mother.
--I have so much stuff for this story and i dont know where to start. I really hope you guys enjoy this one better than the last one.
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