Y/n and a boy named Louis partridge once crossed paths, many years ago, and boy were they in love. But after that holiday they never saw each other again until one day when she visits London again with her so called 'friends' ....
I woke up the next morning super late. I must have really needed the sleep then. I had been here for less than 24 hours and already so much had happened. It was lunchtime so I got up and started getting ready for a run. I figured I would run to a café or something for some food. I put on my workout clothes:
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And I locked the door.
I had been running for quite a while when I found a really cute teashop. I thought I'd eat there. As I walked in, there were so many people I didn't even see where I was going. But suddenly I bumped into someone and fell to the floor.
"oh my goodness. I'm so sorry I-" the voice said. I immediately knew who it was and when I looked up I was right.
"y/n! Hey!" Louis exclaimed, as he helped me up.
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"hi" I said nervously. His touch sent sparks through my whole body.
With his signature smirk he said "let me get you something, to say sorry"
"you don't need to it's ok" I replied.
"well tough, what do you want because we really need to get going" he said.
"we?" I stuttered.
"Well yeah you said you had loads of time, so I'm going to give you a tour of London!" he replied.
"OK, well I'll just have a smoothie then please"
As he walked to get the smoothie, he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the counter. Stop staring at him, just simply ask for a smoothie.
But for some reason I couldn't. I just stammered while he just laughed at me.
"just a smoothie please" he said for me.
I quickly nodded at the waitress in response.
When we got out the shop, he burst out laughing.
"how can you not ask for a smoothie?" he said.
"hey! Its not my fault that you put me on the spot!" I defended.
"ok, ok. next time I'll give you a bit more time" he said.
