Luke Hemmings OneShot (English Version)

Imagine 15

TYPE: 💚
SONG: WATERMELON SUGAR by HARRY STYLES

The first flowers began to sprout
on the branches of the trees perfuming the
streets with delicate smells.  A light one
gust of wind made me sway i
hair before I got into the little one
coffee I used to go to.
It was small enough, but cozy. I opened the door, rattling the little bells on the top corner of it.  I went to the counter and when I looked up to my surprise I met two blue eyes, unfamiliar to mine
view.  I looked at the boy who
he returned with a smile painted on his rosy lips.  He was quite tall, i
brown / blonde curls were messy on the
head, magnetic and luminous eyes and heart-shaped lips.
He was beautiful, very beautiful.  I blushed at that
thought and then clear my throat

"Amh ... I would like a frappe"
"Mh mh What taste?"
He had a beautiful smile.
"watermelon and strawberry, thank you"

I was still blushing, but it was difficult
avoid it with such a handsome guy
front.  I watched him as he did
my order and I noticed it rather
clumsy at arms with the blender,
so I spoke to break the ice:

"You're new here"
"Do you notice so much?"
he giggled nervously trying not to drop the milkshake. I leaned against the counter, resting my chin on my left hand.
"A little" I smiled sweetly at him
making fun of him, this time it was him
the one to blush.
"W-do you come here often?"
"Yes. Practically every day. It's my favorite place."
"Mine too. It's just became one."
The boy whispered under his breath as he fumbled with the drink, probably thinking I didn't hear him. That made me blush. Had it by chance become his favorite place with me?  I shook my head, dismissing that absurd thought before he handed me the milkshake.
"What is your name, splendor?"  he smiled
amused the curly.  I bit my lip in the indirect compliment, feeling my cheeks burn.
"y/n.Y-you?"
"Luke"
"Nice name, anyway"
I cleared my throat by moving a lock of hair behind my ear.
"Thank you"
I looked him in the eye,
smiling, and then walking away from
counter.
"Then see you again tomorrow, y/n"
"Count us Luke"

However, before I could turn around for
reach the exit, he sent me a
kiss.  I giggled slightly at that
sweet and simple gesture and then go out.
When I took the straw between my lips, however, I noticed a writing on the transparent plastic cup:"To the most beautiful girl I will see today -L"
I smiled unconsciously, looking forward to seeing Luke again the next day.