Chapter Four

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{ picture of Sofia Lyons above }

{ song of the chapter;
Meet You There - 5 Seconds of Summer }

I'm leaving Starbucks with Archibald's phone number, a smile on my face and a kiss on the cheek when I suddenly bump into someone, pulling me out of my daze.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I quickly exclaim, looking at who I ran into.

"No, it's my fault, don't worry! I'm addicted to my phone," A girl laughs, and I laugh along with her. She looks around my age, 23, with dark brown hair, tanned skin, and brown eyes. Suddenly I feel so insecure- she could be a supermodel, that's how gorgeous she is.

"No, don't apologize. I wasn't looking at where I was going." I reply, and she smiles at me. She looks extremely familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on where I've seen her before. Hey, it's New York, she could actually be a supermodel, for all I know.

"I'm Sofia. Sofia Lyons." She smiles, and I smile back. For some reason, I can already see us getting along. She seems a lot nicer than your average New Yorker, most will shout profanities at you if you even look at them wrong.

"El- Olivia Hampton." I stutter, almost letting my true identity slip. I mentally kick myself for being so stupid. She raises an eyebrow, looking slightly suspicious, but quickly brushes it off.

"Well, Olivia Hampton, I hope to see you around." She smirks, putting emphasis on my 'name', about to head into Starbucks. Now she really reminds of someone.

"Well I mean, it is New York, so I'm not sure that will happen." I laugh, and she joins me.

"Oh, I wouldn't be so sure of that! Well, see you around!" She gives a small wave, and heads into Starbucks.

Who does she remind me of?

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A few days after meeting Archibald at Starbucks, I'm sitting in my apartment, bored out of my mind (once again) when my doorbell rings. I jump up and sprint to the door, wanting to catch Archibald in the act. I swing open the door, almost ripping off the hinges while doing so, and I come face to face with him.

"AHA! Wait- You're not Archibald..." A postman stands before me, scared out of his mind. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" The postman hands me an envelope and hurriedly takes off down the corridor, eager to get away from me. I sigh as I rip open the envelope.

Thought it was me?

Look down the hallway... ;)

I whip my head down the hallway, and the postman is nowhere to be seen, only to be replaced by the devil himself, Christophe Archibald.

"Archibald." I cross my arms, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Hampton." He crosses his arms and narrows his eyes, mimicking me. I sigh, rolling my eyes.

"How did you know I thought it was going to be you at the door?" I ask, leaning against the doorframe. He walks forward and stands right in front of me, a few inches away. He also leans against the doorway and smirks.

"I had a feeling..." He looks into my eyes, and I almost get hypnotized, I can't look away.

"Is that so...?" I tease him, and he bites his lip, nodding. "Why are you here anyway? Other than wanting to see my beautiful face, of course." He laughs, finally stepping back. We're still pretty close together.

"I came to see if you enjoyed our little date the other day..." He says, a bit shy, almost as if he's slightly nervous of the answer. I raise my eyebrow, and his nervousness is gone, almost as fast as it appeared.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 02, 2018 ⏰

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