safe. [hartbig]

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My mum normally comes up with the worst idea's ever but somehow she has done good.

My hands began to sweat and my throat dried. I really think I am standing in front of the most beautiful girl ever.

I coughed and cleared my throat, "Hey Grace. Welcome to Hart's Café"

Why. Did. I. Just. Say. That.

Great way to induce yourself Hannah by sounding like a total dick.

She laughed. "Thankyou, Hannah." Her laugh and her smile mixed together made my head spin. How have I never seen this girl before.

I moved past her to try not embarrass myself further. I felt my cheeks turn red and my hands turned even more sweaty.

How can one girl who I just met do this to me.

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As the day went on the café got even more busier. I learnt that Grace moved here to LA from New Jersey - The accent I've been trying to think of all day.

"My parents kinda spilt up and the atmosphere was not something I could cope in," She turned her face and her eyes looked sad. "But, I'm happy here." She smiled, but this time I could tell it was fake.

There was something about Grace that she wasn't telling me. Well, I couldn't blame here I have only known her for a day. But I feel like she has a deep secret, that she has kept to her all this time.

"Hey," She interrupted my thoughts. "Are you gonna come?"

I had no clue what she was talking about but I didn't want to seem rude so,

"Ok!" I blurted a bit too excitedly.

"Cool" She smiled and I just knew my face turned red. Great.

"The bar is quite far away so I'll share a taxi with you. Just text me your address."

"But-" I started but she soon answered my question by grabbing a pen off the counter and held my hand to write her number on it.

Her hands were much bigger than mine but were so soft. Her nails were painted a dark red colour and she wore a few small rings on both hands.

"There." She smiled at me and dropped the pen on the side. She looked up at the clock to see it was 4:30pm - Our finishing time.

"See you later then, Hannah." She waved at me and undid her apron"

"Bye." I smiled and waved back.

I looked down at my hand to see her number written there in massive hand writing.

My smile was bigger than my face as I took off my apron and locked up the Café to run home and get ready to see Grace.

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Hii!

I know this chapter was a bit slow to get started as i didnt know what to write.

This next chapter is gonna be good i hope as i have alot of ideas to writteeee!

Thankyou so much for reading and i hope your enjoying it!

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