MIKA

Come to London?

-Mika's POV-

Well this is awkward..

I sat across from her in some other guys shirt. Who's shirt was this? Her boyfriends probably.

"Ugh.."

"What?" she asked.

Oh my god! I said that out loud. Yup, I'm an idiot. I didn't answer her.

"Why did you say ugh?" she asked again.

"I..I was just wondering who's shirt this was.." Why did I just say that?

"It's my exes. He left it. You can keep it. I defiantly don't want it," she said as she rolled her eyes.

"Thanks. So ex? Is there a current boyfriend that I need to be worrying about?" I asked half joking, but really wanted to know.

"Nope." Well she answered that fast. "Just me. Single, lonely me."

Awe she was lonely. This saddened me, but at the same time I was happy she was single. Now I could make a move if I wanted to.

"Why'd you break up? If you don't mind me asking.."

"He was an ass. Drank a lot." She lowered her head.

"Did he cheat on you?"

Yup. I'm so smooth..stupid.

"Yes. He did. But it's okay. Gave me more reason to kick him out," she smiled finally.

"Well, his loss. You're. Very attractive girl..."

Yup. Like I said..smoooth..

"So.." she said and stared at me. I smiled. I loved it when she stared at me.

"Do you wanna get away?" I asked abruptly.

"Get away?" she asked very confused.

"Yes, get away...with me? I'm going back home to London tomorrow and I'd love it if you came with me."

"We just met though..you don't even know my name." She had a point.

But for some reason I wanted her to go with me. I wanted the time to get to know her better...