Bastille and Ed Sheeran imagines/preferences

Imagine For Lucy

Your POV:

'Ahh finally a little time to myself!' I mumble and sit down to enjoy my coffee.

It's been a really tiring day at work, not that I don't like it, but I'd sure rather be at home listening to music, or on tumblr. Oh well.

Putting my music on shuffle 'Where Did The Party' go by Fall Out Boy comes on. Nice!

But before I can start getting into the song someone taps me on the shoulder,

"Umm, hi.....I'm looking for my friend Kyle's cat.....You haven't seen him have you?" A man who looks to be in his mid to late 20's and has what I can only call an amazing quiff, questions and shows me a picture of what I assume is this 'Kyle's' cat.

"No I haven't sorry. I could help you look if you'd like?" I reply. There goes my relaxing minutes of peace, but I know how much pets mean to their owners, and something tells me this is no different.

"That would be great, but you really don't have to!" He smiles at me while fiddling with the assortment of bracelets that I notice litter his wrist.

"No, it's cool. Now where did this friend of yours last see...?" "Kitty." He finishes and I smirk slightly at the cat's name.

"Hey, I didn't choose his name!" He tries to defend himself.

"Yeah yeah. So anyway, we may as well go to know each other while we search. Tell me about yourself, five facts, ok? Go!" Being a little on the short side I find myself smiling up at him.

"Alright, umm my I'm 28, I was born on Bastille day, love Twin Peaks and all things David Lynch, I'm basically a huge movie nerd and I'm umm in a band, with the dude who's cat we're looking for actually...." He says while we keep walking, looking for the lost cat.

"You're in a band? That's so cool!" I'm not lying, it really is pretty wicked.

"Y-yeah, we're really not that good....anyway, it's your turn now." I can tell he's a bit shy about the whole band stuff. Damn I'd love to know more about it! Bands are one of my all time favourite things.

"I bet you are. But ok, I'm Lucy, some of my favourite bands are All Time Low, Fall Out Boy, Blink-182 and Panic! At The Disco, I'm rather pessimistic, I like writing and my favourite colour is- I cut myself off, "wait is that Kitty?"

"Yeah that's him!" He practically shouts.

We pick the cat up, me holding him, and he rings someone, who I'm guessing is Kyle.

Hey, it's me mate.....

Yeah, we found him...

Just me and this girl I.....

Shut up!......

Yeah yeah.....

Ok, I'm a bit away from the coffee show, you know the one?.....

Wicked, I'll meet you there!......

Bye......

And with that he hangs up.

"Thanks for your help! It was cool getting to know you as well." He adds.

"Oh no worries! Anyway, I know how important pets are.." I answer truthfully.

"Yeah, hey umm could I have your number?" He asks nervously.

"Yeah sure!" I reply happy that I might be able to keep in contact.

We quickly exchange numbers, but before he walks off I remember something.

"Wait, I never got your name after all that?"