
Crazy Casual Love
Chapter 1
Sara's POV
It was kind of cold today in London but I decided to go shopping anyway. As I was getting ready I felt like I needed to wear something nice today like something big was gonna happen or something. I put on my cream colored sweater with a tank top under it. I picked out some black skinny jeans and a pair of keds. I swear I am addicted to those things I have like 50 different pairs, today I chose a white pair with little flower designs on them. I put on the little make up that I usually wear and just left my hair down. I said bye to Claire, my roommate and best friend, on my out of our flat. I decided to go get some starbucks before I started shopping so I headed there. While I was walking there my stupid ex decided to text me. We hadn't ended on good terms and disliked him very very much. I looked at my phone and read the text message.
Sara, I am so sorry. Please forgive me it was a mistake. I love you and only you. I miss you please come home. -Butt Munch
Yes that is his name in my phone, Butt Munch. I frowned, why couldn't he just leave me alone? I was still looking at my phone when I ran into someone. Their coffee spilled all over my sweater and ruined it.
"Oh my gosh I am so sorry I wasn't paying attention." I said quickly.
"No no its ok, but I got coffee all over you top." the man that I ran into said.
"Oh this, its fine I have a tank top on under it." I said and pulled off the now wet sweater.
"It's too cold out here to just wear a tank top here at least take my jacket." the man said and started to take off his jacket.
He had had the hood of his jacket up so I couldn't see his face but then he took it off. Well I just have to say he was good looking in a hot/adorable way. He was wearing sunglasses though. I felt like I had seen him before but I don't know maybe he just has one of those faces. I don't know why he was wearing sunglasses though it wasn't even sunny out.
"Here" he said and held out the jacket for me.
I tore my eyes away and looked at the jacket.
"What no i'm ok but I do owe you a new coffee." I said.
He smirked at me. He had obviously noticed that I had been staring at him.
"I'll tell you what you can buy me a new coffee if I get to buy you a new top, and you have to take the jacket." he said.
"Ug fine but I am buying you the coffee first. Thats where I was going anyway." I gave in and said.
I took the jacket from him and pulled it on, it was a bit big on me but thats ok. We started walking in silence.
"Hey why are you wearing sunglasses its not even sunny out?" I asked him.
"No reason." he said.
"Then take them off." I said.
"No" he said.
"Fine then I will get take them off." I said
"Oh please like you could." he teased.
"Ok your right I would probably fail anyways." I said innocently
Deep down though I was smirking like a evil villain.
"Good well at least I know your smart." he said and bumped him shoulder against mine.
"Haha thanks." I said and bumped his shoulder and laughed.
He laughed and when he wasn't looking I jumped up and grabbed the sunglasses off his face.
"Hey give them back!" he said and covered his face with his hands.
"Why do you have a ugly scar or something?" I teased.
"No now give them back." he demanded.
"Not till you show me your face." I said.
"Ug your not gonna give up are you?" he asked.
"Nope." I said.
He groaned.
"Fine, but don't like freak out or anything ok?" he said.
What was he like famous or something?
"Ok?" I said.
He then took off his hand away from his face and turned to me.
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It was Louis Tomlinson.
It was kind of cold today in London but I decided to go shopping anyway. As I was getting ready I felt like I needed to wear something nice today like something big was gonna happen or something. I put on my cream colored sweater with a tank top under it. I picked out some black skinny jeans and a pair of keds. I swear I am addicted to those things I have like 50 different pairs, today I chose a white pair with little flower designs on them. I put on the little make up that I usually wear and just left my hair down. I said bye to Claire, my roommate and best friend, on my out of our flat. I decided to go get some starbucks before I started shopping so I headed there. While I was walking there my stupid ex decided to text me. We hadn't ended on good terms and disliked him very very much. I looked at my phone and read the text message.
Sara, I am so sorry. Please forgive me it was a mistake. I love you and only you. I miss you please come home. -Butt Munch
Yes that is his name in my phone, Butt Munch. I frowned, why couldn't he just leave me alone? I was still looking at my phone when I ran into someone. Their coffee spilled all over my sweater and ruined it.
"Oh my gosh I am so sorry I wasn't paying attention." I said quickly.
"No no its ok, but I got coffee all over you top." the man that I ran into said.
"Oh this, its fine I have a tank top on under it." I said and pulled off the now wet sweater.
"It's too cold out here to just wear a tank top here at least take my jacket." the man said and started to take off his jacket.
He had had the hood of his jacket up so I couldn't see his face but then he took it off. Well I just have to say he was good looking in a hot/adorable way. He was wearing sunglasses though. I felt like I had seen him before but I don't know maybe he just has one of those faces. I don't know why he was wearing sunglasses though it wasn't even sunny out.
"Here" he said and held out the jacket for me.
I tore my eyes away and looked at the jacket.
"What no i'm ok but I do owe you a new coffee." I said.
He smirked at me. He had obviously noticed that I had been staring at him.
"I'll tell you what you can buy me a new coffee if I get to buy you a new top, and you have to take the jacket." he said.
"Ug fine but I am buying you the coffee first. Thats where I was going anyway." I gave in and said.
I took the jacket from him and pulled it on, it was a bit big on me but thats ok. We started walking in silence.
"Hey why are you wearing sunglasses its not even sunny out?" I asked him.
"No reason." he said.
"Then take them off." I said.
"No" he said.
"Fine then I will get take them off." I said
"Oh please like you could." he teased.
"Ok your right I would probably fail anyways." I said innocently
Deep down though I was smirking like a evil villain.
"Good well at least I know your smart." he said and bumped him shoulder against mine.
"Haha thanks." I said and bumped his shoulder and laughed.
He laughed and when he wasn't looking I jumped up and grabbed the sunglasses off his face.
"Hey give them back!" he said and covered his face with his hands.
"Why do you have a ugly scar or something?" I teased.
"No now give them back." he demanded.
"Not till you show me your face." I said.
"Ug your not gonna give up are you?" he asked.
"Nope." I said.
He groaned.
"Fine, but don't like freak out or anything ok?" he said.
What was he like famous or something?
"Ok?" I said.
He then took off his hand away from his face and turned to me.
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It was Louis Tomlinson.
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