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I have never felt like this before. It was just like seeing your favourite celebrity in the street when you were least expecting it, and then waving you over for a picture and an autograph. Except for the fact that it was just a normal Sunday where I would head to my local favourite café to do some work on my MacBook, and drink a couple of coffees as I nodded my head to some Shawn Mendes music. But, I guess today wasn't a 'normal' Sunday after all, because he was there. I'd never seen him before, but he was the most beautiful person I'd ever laid eyes on. He had the most luxurious looking hair and the most dazzling pair of eyes behind lovely long eyelashes, and the most kissable pink lips. He was gorgeous. My heart rate picked up and adrenaline filled my veins as the door to the café door hit my bottom as it closed, causing the bell at the top to make an even louder sound- as I stood there and gazed at him. The entire shop looked over to me wondering what the louder noise than usual ( of the bell ) was, causing my cheeks to turn a violent red shade.
I ordered an almond milk iced latte with a shot of vanilla from the barista, and went to sit at the stool seats where there is a view of 'Violet Boulevard'.
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I took my laptop out and put my headphones in, playing Shawn Mendes on. I read through my emails and wrote down in my bullet journal beside me the things I needed to get done on my MacBook, as well as any other errands I needed to do today. As I engrossed more into my laptop and music, someone placed a coffee cup beside my laptop and took my ear-phone out. I paused my music and slowly looked up to see that same guy who made me feel nervous. "Hey there... sorry to disturb you, but I was just wondering if you wanted to have a coffee with me?" He asked. His eyes were so mesmerising as I stared into them, as if they were the ocean and I was lost in it. I couldn't help but blush as thousands of butterflies erupted in my stomach. "Uh, sure!" I smiled. "But, if, you know, you're tryna do work, then, you know, I'll leave you to it." He stuttered, scratching behind his ear nervously.
His Point of View
Wow. She's beautiful. She makes me feel so incredibly nervous. Her eyes... I keep getting lost in them. Her hair looked like the most luxurious and softest thing in the entire world. Everything about her made me want to speak to her.
"No no no, it's fine...." she smiled beamed sweetly, trailing off as she tried to find out my name. "It's Zach." I smiled. "Nice to meet you Zach, I'm Y/N."
-4 years later-
So, I thought that the day I met Zach would be the most nervously I could ever be {nervous - A good nervous} but I was easily just proved wrong as the doors to the hall were opened. I took a deep breath as I looked down at my beautiful wedding dress and clutches onto my flawless bouquet. All eyes were on me as I walked down the aisle to marry the most amazing guy I've ever met.... Zach.
A small tear rolled down Zach's pink cheek as he looked at me admiringly, as we both said the words "I do."
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