I Might be in Love With you (Theo James Fanfic)

Chapter 2

        That same stranger looked me in the eye as I bumped into him. 

        "Again? Really?" He laughed at me. I thought he was going to continue walking but he didn't. I couldn't tell whether he wanted me to reply or if he wanted to continue talking. But either way, I stood there gazing into his eyes. "Well, maybe it's fate we bump into each other again." He smiles, about to keep walking but then I mutter,

        "My name is Chanel." I tell him, waiting for him to tell me his name.

        "I'm Theo." He says with that thick sexy British accent. I wanted him to carry on the conversation but instead, he walked away. Not. Even. Looking. Back. At. Me.

        I didn't feel like going home so I went straight to Emm's, my best friend's house. 

        "OH MY GOD!! HIS EYES WERE SIMPLY GORGEOUS AND THE WAY HE LOOKED AT ME I CAN'T EVEN," I tell her, describing that sexy stranger I met just now. 

        "Did you atleast give him your number or something? Or did he give you his?" Emm asks me, grabbing some chips from the bag in front of us. 

        "You're going to hate me but no, we didn't share any contact information what-so-ever. However we did 'bump into each other' twice in one day." I tell her. She just looked at me suspiciously. 

        "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She asks, about to burst into a soft laughter. I nod.

         THEO POV

        "She was one of the most beautiful girls I've had ever seen. I should've given her my number or asked for hers. Who knows when I'll see her again." I tell my best friend, Ansel. (YES this is Ansel Elgort but again, neither of them are famous in this story) 

        "You fucking idiot!" He screams at me in a jokingly manner. I just look out the window behind him, hoping to see her once more. Those beautiful brown locks falling just below her shoulders, those deep blue eyes I held my gaze on for a while.

        "Ansel?" I ask.

        "Yeah?"

        "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

        "Definitely."

        "I'm in love with her."

        "Well what the fuck are you waiting for? Go get her!"

        He was right. I wasn't going to wait all day in my house for her to magically appear out of nowhere. I put on my jacket and went outside. To the same place we bumped into each other. A part of me wishes she'd already be there but the other part wishes I'd be waiting there for her. With my hands wide open for a hug.

        Chanel POV

        "Wish me luck, Emm." I smile, getting dressed again. She looks at me with very confused eyes. 

        "What on earth are you doing?" I just look at her.

        "I thought we thought the same thing. I'm going to that same spot we bumped into each other." I give a soft laugh, putting on my jacket. Emm just gives me a facepalm,

        "I was thinking more that it's fate you guys bumped into each other TWICE!" She said, standing up to give me a hug.

        "That too." I say, laughing. 

        I head out to that one spot. In front of some Italian fancy restaurant I would never be able to afford. Just as I was about to arrive, I bump into someone. Again.

        "For the third time," He says, placing his index finger below my chin and lifts it up, laughing at my innocent face. I pushed his hand away. What a coincidence. But no, it can't be. How can such a sexy beast fall for ME? He can have any girl in the world he wants, it can't be he chooses me.

        "What are you doing in the same spot for over," I pause, looking at my watch, "an hour?" I smile, examining his gorgeous face.

        "Who says I was here all along? Perhaps I wanted to see you once more." He smiled. We locked our eyes together. I just want him to kiss me already. I don't know why I feel so attracted to a complete stranger I met a couple hours ago. Just then, I feel his hands wrapped around my waist, but his eyes still linger onto mine.

        "I hope you don't mind." He says, smiling. Again. His smile is to die for. I just smile and then look at all the people rushing past us.

        "Why don't you come to mine?" I ask, placing my fingertip on his lip, biting my lip simultaneously. Wihtout waiting for a reply I grab his hand and lead the way to mine. Just then, he resisted, making me turn around and look at his eyes again. I didn't say a word, knowing he was going to say something.

        "I might be in love with you."