I just havent met you yet

HI GUYSSS:D

this is my new fan fiction :0 yes I'm in the editing process of unexpected love, I would love to hear what you think about all my stories and if I should proceed in the comments box! Ok I shall begin I hope you enjoy!! :* (p.s some of my story might be a bit in Italian but I don't want to give any clues away ;)

Capitolo uno

"I WANNA BE DRUNK WHEN I WAKE UP ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE WRONG BED" I hear my best friend scream at the top of her lungs well not technically since it is her ringtone, I just love hearing her voice at nine o'clock in the morning, wait nine o'clock SHIT I'm late for work dammit. I let my phone ring and quickly go wash my face and prep myself in the bathroom, luckily I had a shower early this morning before I feel back to sleep. My phone still ringing I leave it on the bench while I quickly brush my teeth and my hair. With long blonde curly hair that reaches just above my hips it is always a hassle in the morning to get ready. Adding a little bit of eyeliner to my bluey green eyes I quickly run to the wardrobe. The worst part of the day I never know what to wear! I settle for a floral skirt and a plain white shirt with some black vans, don't care what I wear today. I grab my purse and phone and run out the door into the elevator. I say goodbye to the cranky guy who works at my apartments front desk and run into the garage to get in my baby. I know I sound like a guy calling my car a baby, but when you have a black Audi r8 I think you would too. One benefit of having parents not longer with you is that your mum leaves you her old car, my parents passed away last year and I have been on my own (besides my delinquent sister, don't even get me started!) and life moves on, obviously I miss my parents terribly, but everything happens for a reason I guess. I finally show up for work, with my boss sitting at the stall some lucky person gets to work at, hoping that its me. Living in Milan has its perks,Besides living in the fashion capital of the world the jobs always have amazing views, like the company that I hopefully still work for( fingers crossed!) is an ice cream franchise that runs all over Italy. I work in the one here in Milan (obviously) but sometimes she opens a little booth outside of the duomo (the most beautiful church I think in the world) where we hand out free ice cream to tourists.

"Vieni qui Isabella, lavora comincia alle 9 e trenta, sei 10 minuti in rittardo!! (Come here Isabella, works starts at nine thirty, you are 10 minutes late!"

I simply nod my head not having an excuse, she shakes her head disapprovingly but willing to give me another chance

(A/N imagine the next part said with a strong Italian accent!)

"Isabella you have to be more organised, last chance, today you are working at the stall outside il duomo, head to the shop and pick up your stock and head there immediately"

"Grazie zia e scusa ( thankyou Aunty and sorry)"

Did I mention she was my Aunty? She is strict but I understand being the biggest ice scream seller in Italy.

Practically speeding down the streets of Milan I drive and see young teenagers everywhere, now I know me being 18 does make me just older than a teenager but these girls where like 13-15 years old...

I get to the shop to see that my best friend Arianna runs from behind the counter and practically attacks me

"GUESS WHO IS IN THE COUNTRY"

One of my only English speaking friends we both came here from England two years ago as minors with my parents.

"Obama, snoop dog, jay z?"

Obviously I knew who it was she's my best friend for pete's sake all she ever talks about is that boy band..

"No it's one direction you stupid"

She thumps me on the head obviously getting a little too excited

" they are about to land in Milan and go on a tourist route around our city OUR CITY, imagine the lucky person who gets to work at the ice cream stall outside il duomo"

She's starts babbling again and goes back to her phone, I go behind the counter to get my apron and as I turn back to get my stock I bump into giacomo the love of my life ( ok a tad of an exaggeration)

"Scusa Isabella I am so sorry"

His Italian accent will be the death off me

"Are you ok"

He looks at me with his big blue eyes, oh and those lips are just so kissable...

"ISABELLA SNAP OUT OF YOUR DAY DREAM ABOUT GIACOMO THE STORE IS ABOUT TO OPEN WE HAVE WORK TO DO"

I snap out of it to hear him chuckle and I look up at Ari to see her looking at me with an amused smirk on her face. She knew about my crush on giacomo, and tries to tease me about it every minute she can. I look away blushing and I finally compose myself

"Sorry Ari I'm working outside the duomo today, ill text you if I see any interesting tourists"

I tell her with a wink and leave with three huge tubs of ice cream and 75 waffle cones in hand. I head to the little company fiat as I knew all this would definitely not fit in my baby.

As I go to start the car I hear the passenger door open and I look to see that Ari is sitting in the seat next to me with another tub of ice cream and even more cones.

"Don't worry I have already called your Aunty and i am working at the duomo with you today, WHOO HOO boys here we come!!"

-hope you liked the first chapter!!!! :)

Half edited, tell me what you think! Sorry for the shortness!

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