When you walked into the café there wasn't many people there. It was a relatively small space, with a counter and some tables and chairs. As you looked around, a group of boys caught your eye. 'Wow they're hot.' You said to yourself in your head. 'Oh my gosh Bri stop they're probably 3 years older than you and I bet they're rude.' The other side of your brain said. You tried to listen to the sensible side of your brain, but even after you got your food, you kept sneaking looks at the table.
You got major butterflies when one of the them looked at you. He was the most attractive, with light brown very untamed and curly hair, and piercing green eyes like a forest. You quickly turned your head and felt your cheeks get hot. "Hey sweetie I have to go to the restroom I'll be back in a minute." Your mom said standing up from the table. You said okay while picking little bites off of your cookie. When your mom left you saw out of the corner of your eye that one of the boys from the table was coming towards your table. You could tell you were intensely blushing, but you tried your best to tone it down.
The next thing you knew, he was sitting in your mom's spot. "Erm, hello." He said; his British accent deep and raspy. He continued, "I was looking at you from my table because I haven't seen you around. Are you new to the town?" "Yeah I just moved here yesterday from America." He raised in eyebrows in surprise. "Wow, that's a long way."
Once your mom came back she saw you guys talking so she grabbed her purse and told you that she had to go help your dad unpack. You and Harry (that's his name) talked for what seemed like minutes, but when you checked your phone and saw that it read 4:30, you realized you had to go and get ready for dinner at the neighbors.
"I have to go. I loved talking with you we should meet up again soon."
"Yeah we should." As he got up he slipped something into your pocket. You didn't realize he did until you were walking back to your apartment and when you put your hands in your pocket you felt a slip of paper.
You got it out, unfolded it, and saw that it was Harry's number. You once again got butterflies and by the time you got home, you had processed it and was super excited to call him tonight.
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Falling for your best friend
RomansBri just had to move from Myrtle Beach, South Carolina all the way to London, England. Her Dad's job had caused them to move there, and Bri was absolutely crushed. She was forced to leave her whole life behind along with all of her friends. Will sh...
