george ezra imagines - HIATUS

it takes one hot second

g's pov

she was everywhere. always walking past me on the streets, in my dreams, on the tube, everywhere.
she was perfect. the perfect idea of beautiful. i'd seen her in every outfit possible. full-out glamorous to 'just got out of bed'.
i wanted her to be mine. one move is all it would take.

"hi."

i leaned towards her slightly in my train seat. she smiled and looked to me.

"hello."

"might be a bit forward but can i buy you a coffee? or a hot chocolate, if you'd prefer."

i panicked and waffled in my offer.

"you sure can."

we exited the tube and the station and headed into a small cafe by tottenham court road.
one second, one word was all it took.