Prince Charming

Another day. Another week. Guess what? I'm still thinking about the cute blue eyed, blonde boy I met at the pool. I didn't even get his name. Everything about him is just so welcoming and warm. His kind smile, glittering eyes, and sexy accent all drive me crazy. I still think about him to this day and it's been a week! Every time that I go to the pool before I step in my eyes do a little I-spy game in hope of meeting his gaze .I guess I'm just obsessive? Whatever.. *** My mom sent me to get some milk from the small family market right across from where we live and as I was entering the shop a head full of blonde hair caught my eye. I began to get nervous, and I could feel the blood rush to my face. Maybe it's not even him. Maybe it's just some other blonde boy around the neighborhood, right? Not.. The blonde head turned around and staring at me were two sparkling ocean blue eyes. My eyes widened and my knees became suddenly weak. " Hey," he said. His once straight face becoming into a beautiful smile. " You remember me?" " How couldn't I, a face like yours isn't easily forgotten." I blushed and he just grinned in satisfaction at his cheeky compliment. " What's your name dear?" " Andrea. Yours?" " Niall." I just smiled politely and nodded as I finished paying for the milk, ready to head out. As soon as I began to leave the store, he called out to me. " Would you mind walking with me?" " Umm. sure. Where to?" " My sister is playing at a park a few blocks from here." " Oh. okay," I said as I smiled, maybe a little too much. " You're a pretty little thing," he said smiling at me. I very quickly hung my head trying to hide the redness from my face hoping he wouldn't notice. Wrong, again. " And that cute blushing you do makes you even prettier." I was now definitely a tomato. He just chuckled noticing my sudden interest in the sidewalk.** On our small trip to the park and back to my house, I learned that he was on a family trip all the way from Ireland. I learned that he liked to sing and that besides his glamorous looks he was very simple. I had never paid so much attention to anyone as much as I did with him. Now and then when we wasn't looking I would try to steal small glances at his remarking smile and face. I love how rosy his cheeks got when he chuckled. Because I was so high in the clouds I didn't even notice when we arrived at my house. " Well, it was nice meeting you," he said. " You too." " Oh and thanks for walking with me." " Anytime," I responded. He began to walk away but he suddenly stopped and walked back until he faced me. " Would you mind one day coming with me to the movies? I've been kind of locked up these few days and I would like to go out some time." I stuttered as I released my answer. " Why, of course." " Great how about this Saturday?" " Sure," I replied. " Cool. I'll pick you up then." " Okay. yeah." " Alright .See ya later Andrea." " Yeah you too." I walked in the house and into my room in a complete state of shock. I'm going on date with a gorgeous boy. It felt like a dream. I lied down on my bed but I couldn't go to sleep. All of my thoughts were invaded by him. I was finally beginning to understand how all those girls on tv felt when they were in love. The only difference is that I'm not in love. I mean cause there's no such thing as love at first sight right? Or am I wrong. Again?

Notes

Hello! again. Guys I know I've already asked this but it would really hope if you guys commented on what you think about my writing. suggestions and advice would be just great. Please? Don't do it for me. Do it for the love you have for One Direction. Lol.