*THIRD PERSON POV*
Isabelle sat in the corner of a small café on a side street in London, peacefully drinking some tea when she saw four boys stumble in out of breath. One boy in particular caught her eye.
*ISABELLE POV*
When those three boys stumbled in my eyes immediately fell on the boy with dark messy hair and beautiful green eyes. He quickly looked around worried, but I don't know why since I was the only one in here other than the staff. His eyes landed on me and he gave me a small smile showing of his dimples. He turned away quickly to talk to the other boys with him. He was so, dare I say, cute.
How could I say this about a random boy in a café?! I mean I didn't even know his name! But yet he was so cute and he seemed so sweet.
It official. I am insane; he just gave me a smile. Forget it! And I just realized I am staring at him like an idiot. I snap out of my thoughts when I see a boy with tousled brown hair and a goofy smile tap the boy and point to me. Great. Just great, now he must think I'm crazy! Suddenly all of them turn to me. The boy gave me another smile and wave and I give him a slight wave back.
His blonde friend hits him lightly and says something to him then he gives a nod. Then they all stare at him like he slightly crazy except the boy with messy red hair who give the green eyed boy a slight smile. He is still looking at me as am I and I give him a questioning look. He simply responds with a slight smirk.
His friend who originally pointed to me pushed him towered me. He slowly walks over to me and at this point my heart is about to explode. He is so cute and he is coming over here! When he reaches me he shoves his hands in pockets and smiles at the ground. Finally one of his friends calls over
"Hey! Are you gonna just stand there or talk to her!?"
"Shut it! I was going to!" He said in a memorizing husky accent any girl would swoon over
I laughed and he turned over to me and gave me another smile
"So, do you mind if I sit down? I mean its ok if you don't want me to, I was just wondering cause-"
I cut him by saying "Its ok."
"Thanks. By the way, what's your name?"
"It's Isabelle Trowel"
"Hi Isabelle"
"Oh sorry, you can just call me Iz. Or Izzy, either is fine." I gave him a small smile.
"Well it is very nice to meet you Iz."
"Hey, what's your name?"
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So this is my first story ever on Wattpad...So yeah.. I know this is super short but whatever.
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