Love At First Sight

Chapter 2

A/N: I'm actually sitting at home in my bed with a ton of tissues surrounding me because I'm sick and I can't go to school. But, inspiration strikes me at the weirdest times and I hope you guys like this.

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Potatoes.

Check.

Milk.

Check.

Cereal.

Check.

Sugar.

Check.

Butter.

Check.

What else does mom need?

Suddenly I heard a loud crash that broke me out of my train of thought. I looked up just in time to notice that I crashed into someone’s cart. Oh great! Why do these things always happen to me? I swear every time I go out, something has to happen because of me and my stupid clumsiness. The last I came to the supermarket I crashed into an old lady’s cart. And no, she wasn’t one of those nice old ladies that tells you about her grandkids. She was mean and from the looks she was giving me, I thought she was going to kill me. Apparently I have the worst luck because her husband also decided to tell her that he wanted a divorce that same day and she started blaming it all on me. And I swear to god that was the first time I ever saw her in my whole entire life. So I have no idea how I could have anything to do with her divorce. That lady was crazy. She even tried throwing tomatoes at me. Yeah, that bad. I mean seriously why couldn’t I have bumped into a cute guy or at least a nice old lady.

When I realized that I had just fell into my own little world again and I still didn’t apologize for crashing into the person’s cart, I looked up and noticed that I just happened to bump into the hottest guy to ever grace this earth.

He was perfect.

Every little thing about him was perfect. From his soft brown hair, the scar above his left eyebrow and his hazel eyes to the dimples in his cheeks, his beautiful pink lips and his slightly crooked nose. Not to mention that he had a body of a god.

If I died right now, I’d die a happy person.

At least I would get to say I saw this angel of a man that was hotter than a Greek god and was probably the best thing since sliced bread.

The minute I realized that I was just staring at him like an idiot, I felt the blush that coated my cheeks. Well at least I didn’t start drooling. That would be beyond embarrassing and I’d probably kill myself if it had happened.

When I opened my mouth to apologize for crashing into his cart he said, “Hey, I’m Noah. And sorry for crashing into your cart. I wasn’t really watching where I was going.”

Oh. My. God.

His voice!

And I thought he couldn’t get any better. Guess I was wrong. But who says I'm complaining.