Mine (N.H)

3. London Skies

London Skies - Jamie Cullum
"Will you let me romanticize
The beauty in our London Skies"

ANNABELLE

The sight of Tower Bridge at night was the sight I dreamt of since I was a kid. It was extremely beautiful, a sight I could never forget. Absolutely incredible. Michael, he was the hero, who made this small wish, piled up at the back of my cranium, come true.

"Thank you so much, Michael! You have no idea of what you've done today. It was an amazing day" I was absolutely speechless because I didn't have words to convey my gratitude towards him.

"Well, I made you realize that wishes come true" he winks and leads out a slight chuckle which causes me to laugh instead.

At a point I heard my stomach growl. I guess Michael heard it too. He was close to me and his hands around my waistline. He looked really hot in the artificial luminance, in the middle of my best ever night.

"Hungry there?" He narrowed his eyes, his hard stare boring through my stomach and then my eyes.

"Very"

"Me too, so let's go!"

He takes me to some fast food center nearby because we were a lot more than hungry. I was a person who could have anything when hunger striked. Carefully settling ourselves, my eyes catch the blur of a blonde guy walking towards our table.

My eyes suddenly drift in his direction. He is no late to give me a quizzical look, and a panty-dropping smirk. I was sure he must've sensed me staring at him. Get your shit in Ann!

He handed out a menu card, and in a flash he disappeared away into the massive kitchen of theirs.

"What would you prefer?" I was suddenly broken from my thoughts and now I felt myself invading into this hot guy's cologne, sitting right infront of me.

"Anything. What'd you like?" I ask as I felt my self trail behind.

"Pizza?" He asks.

"Yes!" I promulgate.

"Okay then" he calls out to a girl standing near the counter with her back towards us. When she turns I clearly got to know who she was. Nancy.

"Mikey and.. Omg Annabelle" she exclaims with excitement. "Hi" she waves and runs in our direction. A constant smile plastered on her face.

"Don't tell me you guys are dating." She cups her face in her hands and her mouth looks like a big 'O'.

"No, silly" I whack her arm slightly.

"Ooh" she pauses. "So what'd you have?"

"A nice cheesy pepperoni pizza" smiles Michael revealing his teeth.

"Sounds good, I'll be right back!" She fled away.

"So, tell me something about you" he gave me an attractive smile.

"Umm. I'm Annabelle Stewards. The clumsiest one in this generation. A badass too. A girl who ca lose anyone for food. Who could drive people crazy. Goodness only knows how I got the Medical degree" I wouldn't say more about me.

"Oh wow! Graduated in medical? That's amazing! And your likes and dislikes?"

"Well, One word : Food" I announce and hear him laugh wildly at my statement.

"So what do you like?"

"Soccer and beer" he laughs.

After having every single bite of the pepperoni pizza I felt my hunger disappear slowly. A small blob of cheese dripped down my mouth towards my neck, which made me feel too embarrassed, as if I don't know how to savor a cheesy pizza. Embarrassment increased when I licked my finger over and over again. Noticing my weird actions, Michael handed out a tissue paper to me.