Sing your song to my Soul

Liam thought this would be a boring job, one he accepted because he is in desperate need of money. He thought that each day he’d be following the same routine: Make coffee, serve customers, put on a smile. He never, not for one second, imagined this boy to appear out of the blue. Sitting at the same corner of the coffee at approximately half-past-twelve every day with a book in hand and knees tucked gently behind one arm. He never expected to mess up orders and trip over chairs just because his eyes are adhered to the ethereal beauty in front of him. He never expected to fall in love. Or the one where Liam works at a café as a Barista and Zayn is an English student who enjoys reading at his special corner in the café and Liam thinks of a hundred ways to get his attention—making a fool out of himself during the process.