pumpkin spice latte ➵ hs

trois

I walk into my penthouse and toss my bag onto the couch with a huff. Finally, I'm home and I honestly don't know what I just got myself into. One boy is expecting my presence tomorrow while the other has my phone number. Geez wow Poppy nice job.

I quickly slip on my blue seagull shirt and grab my polaroid camera. Well since I'm bored, I could snap a few pics and write some more lyrics. It's wednesday and I've got nothing to do. I quickly walk over to my baby taylor and strum a few chords before grabbing my journal. I've got a few lyrics but it all just seems jumbled up. I've been stuck for months now, horrible writers block. I know that I write my best songs when I fall in love or find myself falling but I can't risk getting hurt again.

Beep beep.

From Random Number: Heeey it's Lou. Wanna meet up tomorrow and hangout?

A small smile makes its way onto my face and I grab my phone quick to reply.

To Lou: Yeah I'd love to just make sure to not forget to text the details!

Beep

From Lou: Of course not!

I send him a small reply saying thanks and continue trying out rhythms. This could be fun, I've just met this guy but maybe he's not a flirt.

H. POV

She just bolted off. She used the doctor's appointment excuse and left. Was I that bad? She was utterly perfect. That smile, those ocean blue eyes, and the way she's old fashioned and poised. She has that vibe that she isn't aware of her beauty and it intruiges me. Most girls would wear mini skirts and cake their faces with layers of sorts of makeup but you could tell she had that natural beauty.

However, she was going to be hard and I knew that. Many other men in that cafe were practically drooling at the sight of her beauty. She was that girl you would cross and your heart would skip a beat. You know how you see a person and you just know they're the one?

She was that girl. I saw her and I felt this jolt of electricity through me when I grabbed ahold of her arm to make sure this angel from above wouldn't leave so easily.

But she'll be back tomorrow, right? Right? At least I hope so.. Maybe I could try asking one of the baristas if she came in here often. I quickly walked over to the coffee counter eagarly and asked.

"Ahem, excuse me do you know if that blonde girl with the journal comes in here often?"

"Yeah she comes in here all the time we even serve her coffee on the house at times. Her name's Poppy," Poppy huh? What a unique name..

"Thanks man," I give the guy a quick smile and walk out so I can quickly make my home to inform Lou about Poppy. He's my best friend, he deserves to know about her.

By the time I get to the building I'm bended over and heaving for air. After speed walking through the lobby, climbing three flights of stairs, and sending occasional waves to the strangers who live in this building as well, I finally make it to the place. I walk in and practically run over to Lou in excitement.

"Lou you will not believe it, I think I've met the love of my life today. She has soft blonde hair that has slight waves, and these amazing blue eyes, and wears this blazing red lipstick and has this old fashioned vibe and she's per-"

"Whoa calm down mate I've got something to tell you as well! So I also ran into a girl and she's planning on coming tomorrow night so we better get cleaning. I told her I wanted to be friends but she was beautiful. So don't screw this all up for me okay?"

"I'm so happy for you man, I can't wait to meet her," Lou and I stand there with slightly rosy cheeks and idiotic grins. I have a feeling he's thinking about the girl he met today as well.

I don't get it though, this girl is different but why does she interest me so much? Sure, she's not like every other girl, but I just don't get it. She's just so special.

Which means I will not mess this up. She will be mine.