His Girl (A Taylor Caniff FanFic)

Chapter 1

A/N:

I'm so sorry that I have been deleting my new stories, but I haven't been feeling them. I just, I don't know. This story is going to last, I can feel it.

Enjoy!

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"Come on, Parker! I'm dehydrated." I pleaded, hitting my friend's arm.

"No. Caffeine isn't going to quench your thirst!" I groaned, Parker was such a geek.

I pouted. "We have to get Bailey's stuff signed."

"Fine." I plugged my phone into the car and hit play. Do It by Selena Gomez blasted. I bobbed my head and sang the words. I leaned in and screamed the chorus into Parker's face. He cringed and put his turn signal on.

"Thank you!" I screeched, pecking him on the cheek. I hopped out of the car and sauntered up to the best place on earth. I opened the door and stepped into the warm café. I walked up to the glass case and admired the sweets. The café was relatively empty except for me, the barista, and a very handsome boy. He looked about my age, with deep brown eyes and expertly tossled hair. His hair was held back with a dark blue bandana and his jaw line was sharp.

"I'll have a small hot cocoa with whipped cream." His voice had a slight country accent.

"Miss," the barista motioned for me to come up. I nodded and slid in front of the dreamy boy.

"I'll have a black tea and a bagel, please." I smiled, moving over. My wallet dropped from my hand and I bent down to pick it up. The edge of my hat hit the edge of the bar and toppled to the floor. I groaned, reaching for it. A hand came out of nowhere and picked it up for me. I stood up slowly, my face inches away from hot cocoa boy.

"You like the Yankees, huh?" He asked, his breath tickling my nose.

"Yeah. Go Jeter!" I laughed shyly, my heart racing. Hot cocoa boy smirked, placing the hat on my head. My breath hitched.

"Miss, your tea and bagel." The barista said. I smiled shyly, opening my wallet.

"How much?"

"$10." The barista held her hand out, waiting impatiently.

"I only have a five..." The barista shrugged.

"I'm paying for both of us." Hot cocoa boy place a $15 on the bar. I smiled up at him.

"Thanks," I tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, and slipped out of the café.

"Yeah. Go Jeter? Seriously Brook!" I face palmed myself. I wasn't usually this shaken up around boys. There was just something about him...

"Why so happy?" Parker asked as I slid into the car.

"Shut up." I shoved the bagel in his mouth and stirred my tea. Parker smirked, starting the car.