"Ok, y/n, don't be weird and freak out. But there's a cute guy behind you who is totally checking you out." We were in Spain, in a little village in the mountains we were visiting. My friend Ellie and I were sitting, looking at the view. There was a group of five boys standing somewhere behind us.
But the one with the curly hair caught my eye the most, and I blushed when I realised he was the one staring at me. He bit his lip and winked at me.
My heart stopped and I had to take a deep breath and look away for a few seconds before I could meet his eyes again. He smiled at my nervousness and beckoned us over to him and his friends.
"Hey, I'm Jack. These are my friends, Daniel, Jo-," But I had stopped listening, I was staring dreamily at his features, all so perfect. "What's your name?"
"I'm y/n." I sighed, delusionally.
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