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AU: This imagine is the scene from The Notebook where Noah first asks Allie out NDNSKFNKSNDKS IM EXCITED all is different except for the main plot. I DO NOT OWN THE PLOT OF THIS IMAGINE! ALL RIGHTS GO TO NICHOLAS SPARKS, HIS BOOK!
this is long ❤️

Enjolras POV:
Joly and I were walking down the streets of Saint Michel to meet up with his lover. We happened to cross paths, as I was making my way to the library which follows the same direction. We reached the end of the street and saw Musichetta and another girl talking and laughing with each other. She was a very beautiful girl, if I do say so myself. Her hair was curled and pulled back into an half up and half down do. She styled a short-sleeved red dress that highlighted her body type very well. She seemed to be a part of the bourgeois, which slightly disappointed me as I was not.

"Who's this girl with Musichetta?" I ask Joly, my eyes never leaving her smiling face.

"Her name's Y/n L/n. She's here for the summer with her family. Dad's got more money than God." He says before leaving my side to hug his woman.

"Hi, Joly!"

"Hi, my love."

They kiss and prove that they missed each other after meeting just yesterday. My eyes fall to the beautiful Mademoiselle in red. I smirk at her and ask

"you want to dance with me?" She turns her head to me.

"No." I step very close to her, place my hands behind my back and raise an eyebrow at her.

"Why not?"

"'Cause I don't want to." She crosses her arms and steps backwards, away from my face.

Intriguing...

"Enjolras, she's with us." Musichetta says while pointing backwards to a group of rich men, each around our ages.

"Hey y/n, you want to ride the new carriage my father lended to me?" One of the boys of the group asks her.

"I'd love to." She smiles at the man and grabs his arm before giving me one last glance.

"All right." He smiles at her and leads her to the large carriage. The carriage was bedazzled in gold and silver lines that curved at the end. The carriage was extremely large and narrow and it could probably hold the whole group that was here now. It was also extremely tall and had golden bars at the top of its round body, which matched its thin and large golden wheels. Everybody in the group began to follow, except for me. The rich men glared at me and told me with their eyes to stay here. I obviously didn't listen.

I quickly ran after the carriage after y/n and the man, who I've come to learns name was Victor got into it. The transport began to move but I luckily caught onto the top golden bar that revealed an open window that lead to the beauty, that guy Victor and the others. My feet were dangling but I didn't care, I had my mind set on something else at the moment.

"Excuse me!" Victor called to me. I used all of my body strength to pull myself into the carriage and sit next to y/n.

"Excuse me!" He repeated a bit louder.

"Hey what... foozler..." Y/n says to me as I move closer to her and snuggle in the luxurious vehicle that was all white inside, at least it was until my mud covered boots touched its floor.

"Get off me. Don't touch me." She says.

"Hey, you can't do this!" Both Victor and the driver yell to me.

"I'll pay you when I'm done here." I say to Victor and he hesitantly nods. I reach my hand out to the lady.

"I'm Alexandre Enjolras."

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