Chance Meeting.

21 1 2
                                    

It was a tuesday in London, England. Overcast and chilly, as was normal for mid-october. You were walking along the pavment, on your way to StarBucks for coffee, as you had yet to purchase a coffee machine for your studio apartment, and you fancied a cup of the old bean-juice.
You paused to watch a squirrel scurry up a tree, when, out of no where, you were knocked onto the ground.
"Hey, are you alright?" Asked a man's voice, ripe with concern. He sounded northern, Manchester, maybe, and familiar somehow, as if you had met this person. You turn to look at the man who was kneeling, staring at you, eyes full of worry. You looked him in his babyblue eyes and gasped. You did know this man. He was Phil Lester, also known as AmazingPhil.
"You are okay, right? Here let me help you up, miss." He said, extending his hand to you.
You said nothing, starstruck as you were, and accepted his hand. He pulled you up, he was quite strong considering how thin he was. You stood looking up at him with wide eyes, you knew he was tall, but jeez!! He towered over you.
He looked at you, eyeing you up and down, making sure that you weren't injured, then said, "I'm so sorry, miss. I didn't see you, I-".
You cut him off, finally coming to your senses.
"It's alright, no one got hurt." You smile up at him.
He breaths a sigh of relief.
"That's good." He said, smiling. "Well, random stranger, my name is Phil."
You blink.
'Why is he so cute?'
"Uhh" you start. "M-my name is Y/N. I-it's nice to meet you." You stutter.
He smiled in reply.
You are feeling a bit brave and ask,"So where were you headed in such a hurry anyway, Phil?"
"Oh." He seemed suprised at your question.
"I was on my way for coffee, actually."
"Really? What a coincidence, I was as well."
"Oh." He seemed to think for a moment.
"Well," he said, "why don't we go together, I'll buy you a coffee, it's the least I can do."
"Oh no, you don't have to do that."
"Hey," he said. "Come on, just let me do this, please?" He pleaded with you, giving you the puppy dog face.
You sigh.
"Augh, fine."

Coffee? (Amazingphil x Reader)Where stories live. Discover now