~Part 1- Me & Finally~
Let me tell you about myself, because im sooo interesting. (note sarcasm)
Well i grew up in chicago, but i moved to London,when my dad needed treatment and, to start uni. I was the only child and was loved by my two parents, then my dad died.
As you know, the bottled message is still floating out there in the sea, and i have been become such an un-believer about the whole thing, it crosses my mind only a few times.
Right now, i'm sitting at the cafe down the street from my apartment, waiting for my coffee to be finished.
This is the cafe, ya know the one my love is supposedly supposed to show up at someday.
A chime of the multiple bells strung to the top of the door is heard throughout the cozy cafe, and a lanky, tall, muscular figure strides through the door.
A male, i think. I quickly look up and look back down to my laptop, only to see that the boy is wearing a brown,kinda leathery jacket, that has fluffy cuffs on his neck and wrist. His hair is a mop of snow-dusted curls, and his nose is pink from the london air. He seems to be holding something, but its in a bag so i can't see.
After examining him for a short period of time, while he ordered his coffee, my order finally arrived at my table. I thanked the woman whos red curls bounced as she walked.
The sweet taste of the creamy coffee was like sunshine against my tongue. I sipped and closed my eyes, just to relax. Then, i put in my earbuds and started playing my spotify playlist.
I kept my eyes closed, but i eventually decided to drink the rest of my coffee in peace.
I opened my eyes, and saw the guy who walked in earlier staring at me from the other side of the room.
I gave him a small wave, and one of those smiles that you give someone when you catch them staring at you. He continued to stare, but looked away after my smile.
ok then.
As soon as i was finished with my coffee, it was already 3:30, so i had about an hour to get home and get ready for Chloe to come over.I threw the beige cup into the trash, then packed up my things and walked into the chilly,snowy air. I closed my eyes and kept walking, then I was stumbling, after bumping into someone.
I had slipped and fell on the ice, and now, i was feeling dizzy. Once my vision clears, i see the brown haired boy kneeling to help me off the ground. I accept the offer,only because i honestly dont know what to do.
He steadies me and i thank him,
"Thanks alot. Your name is?"
He smirks.
"Harry, nice to finally meet you, Cora."
What. How does he know my name?
I give him a confused look, but then, just as i am about to respond, he shows me what he was holding in the coffee shop.
And thats when I, Cora Began, became a believer in my dad's wish.
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Aha! I am finally getting on this story and i hope it goes well (and doesnt get deleted).
Keep reading my loves!
xx-Lindsey
