Candace's POV
I woke up feeling extremely burnt out, must've been all the practice this week in preparation for the show.
Well, I can't really blame anyone but myself after all I insisted on practicing extra hours. I genuinely can't believe Jaylen was able to get us this gig I mean she has been a great band manager so far but she definitely outdid herself this time- A show at the Zen, literally the most exclusive club in the city-It was odd though considering they rarely feature bands but its never a bad thing.
The affirmations on my bathroom mirror never failed to cheer me up and remind me of my goals despite feeling absolutely shitty, to put it simply the thought of tonight's show propelling our band into new audiences and possibilities was definitely enthralling, I picked up my phone considering making a call to my mother to let her know when I realized its probably way too early for her to be up anyways it was ten o'clock in the morning but luna was an "afternoon riser" she believed waking up when the sun was already at its peak was the best for her 'spiritual energy'.I decide to walk to the coffee shop to go through my journal and collect myself for tonight's show. As I sat there looking through the coffee shop's windows a familiar face came into view, it was the guy who spilled my coffee all over my journal the other day, "asshole" I thought to myself before recalling the full situation and realizing the fault was mine, I gave him an apologetic smile.
Omg he's walking towards me now-what does he want? I noticed my heart racing and wondered why I was getting nervous, then I noticed his features under the inviting lighting in the cafe, wow he was gorgeous. There's no way I am actually falling for this pretentious-looking asshole-before I finished my thought he was right in front of me-Hello there Candace, I wondered how he remembered knew my name. Our previous encounter came flooding back, we had such a heartfelt conversation how could I not remember I mean I barely remember his name.
Hii- I said in an effort to avoid mentioning a wrong name.
You do not remember me do you?- he said laughing.
No, I do not, I admitted slightly ashamed of it.
Well, we had a lovely conversation the other time and I thought I'd drop by to say hello.
Right then I took notice of this man's icy blue eyes and his gorgeous hair which he wore down today, how could I not have noticed these things before, much less forget our encounter altogether, I shook away those thoughts. This man, whatever his name was looked like some pampered all his life type person, definitely not my type, end of story.
Have a seat,ermm-
Ivar he said
Ah yes Ivar, nice to meet you again,
Unfortunately,I cannot I only came to pick up a quick coffee,I have to get back
My chest slightly fell after hearing this-was I was actually saddened at the thought of not spending time with this person "WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU CANDACE, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER DAMMIT" I yelled at myself in my head.
Well see you around then I said hurriedly picking up my bag in an attempt to run away from whatever the hell was going on back there that was making me so nervous. I literally sprinted out of the coffee shop, I did not know why, what the hell was that Candace? I said to myself.
Ivar's POV
She's adorable isnt she? I said to myself,I did not want her to rush out so soon though, I was just about to ask her if she had any plans tonight and to see her face beam with happiness as she would proudly invite me to her show, so when she sees me there I would not seem like some kind of stalker, which I am not of course.I just wanted to know a bit about this woman who was so intriguing to me. Getting her that show wasn't hard, she already had the talent I just had to make a few calls to secure her a spot at the Zen.
I can't believe I subjected myself to this disgusting coffee-he said as he threw it in the trash can outside the coffee shop.