This is a slow burn enemies to lovers book. Leah knew Louis before he was popular and now she is starting uni with a new enemy
Although she is not scared to go to any lengths to prove to him that she is stronger.
They were childhood friends until o...
"One Iced Latte with vanilla syrup." My customer said. I wrote it down and brought it over to the barista and then went in the back to wash some dishes.
The door rang so I went outside to greet the customer. "Hello." I set a menu down at a table and the boy who sits at it is absolutely beautiful. "Hey" he says.
"Are you waiting for anyone, do you need a bigger table?" I ask nervously.
"Uh nope, just me."
"Just press the button when your ready to order." I say with a smile and I practically run in the back to fix my hair.
!Ring! I walk up to his table with my notebook and pencil ready to take his order.
"Okay, I'll have a pot of herbal tea for now."
"Alright! Oh can I ask you something?"
"You just did." He chuckles.
"What's your accent?" I inquire.
"Uh it's like half Australian but it comes out sort of British/American." He says.
"Ahh." I say. I stand there for a second to see if he said anything else. He didn't so I made everything ten thousand times more awkward.
I go back to the bar just as he finishes the herbal tea. "What? How did you?" I start incredibly confused as to how he knew that this guy ordered herbal tea.
"You were standing there gushing for so long I just eavesdropped." The barista says. "Dude. Can you take it to him?"
"And miss the chance for you to be that frickin nervous in front of our customer? Hell no." He says.
"Respectfully, fuck you." I say and I take the herbal tea to him.
As I set it down it gets my and burns my skin. "Ah fuck me Jesus H. Christ!"
The guy laughs to himself.
"Something funny?" I ask.
"You're cursing is quite unusual." The guy says.
"Just like your lack of social skills?" I burned him.
"Yes actually." The guy says.
"Okay then." I walk away.
"Wait darling." The guy calls out. I turn briefly.
"I suppose I'm gonna drink this straight out of the spout?" He asks.
I look at him confused for a second. "A cup darling."
"Right." I smirk and bring him a mug for his tea.
He asks for the check and pays with card before leaving. When I go to his table on my last day of work at Cave Coffee he leaves 100 dollars and a note that says: "give me a follow darling, @william.franklyn.miller"
"100 dollars, wtf." I ask myself as I get in bed that evening. I open instagram and go to his account.
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"Oh. My. God. William Miller the model/actor??"
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"Oh my god!" He was so fucking hot. Jesus. And he liked me? What the actual fuck!
