Coffeshop

Ripped Jeans and White Tees

Calum's P.O.V.

I felt two hands shaking me as it's owner wakes me up. "Wake up! Oy! We're almost there!"

"Go away," I groaned.

"Whatever," Ashton said. He left and started waking the others.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. All of us must have fallen asleep during the drive. Not sure if Ashton did though. He was now trying to wake Luke who has his headphones on.

Well, good luck with that bub, I thought.

The car stopped as the light turned red. I can already see the arena from here.

"Coffee, anyone?" I asked. A coffee shop was in a distance and a doze of coffee is all I need right now. As soon as the boys told me what they want, I slid my arms on my hoodie and got out of the car. The last thing I want is to be caught by a crowd of fans - and we're kinda in a hurry to entertain a big one now.

A bell chime rung the moment I entered the shop. There weren't much customers and the counter was free; so, I got to place my order easily. Leaning at the side of the counter, I decided to wait there instead. Everyone here seems so busy. On the right corner sits a man wearing suit who has his phone on his ear, talking rapidly. Next to him sat another man who was, probably, doing some research or presentation on his laptop. Watching p**n would be my last guess. I smirked. They were all doing their routine - except for one. She's alone and was just looking outside the window. She has her hair in a ponytail and was dressed casually - black ripped jeans and a white tee - cute.

And, right then, our eyes met. Her eyes shine - as if stars were inside it. I can't take my eyes off her. But she turned and looked back outside, revealing her pinkish cheeks.

The barista called out someone, I didn't understand what she said but the girl stood up and walked towards me. And suddenly, i felt my knees go weaker.

I know I gotta know her.