April above *Ashley Benson*

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The smell of coffee invades my nostrils as I walk into the cafe. It's my most favourite smell in the entire world. I walk up to the cashier, a middle aged woman with her dark hair pulled back, and order myself a coffee.

"To have here or take away?" The woman asks. I check my phone, seeing that I have plenty of time before the lunch shift at the restaurant.

"To have here please." I say, looking back up at her.

"Okay, table fourteen, over by the window, is free. We will bring your coffee out shortly." The hazel eyed cashier says pointing to the table by the window.

"Thanks." I smile at her.

I take a seat at the small table I was directed to and look out the window. The sky is dark, indicating that a storm is on its way. The cars all have their headlights on and the buildings are lit up like Christmas trees. I like just sitting and taking in my surroundings, it's calming.

A shiny silver car pulls out of the car park at the front of the cafe, and a bright yellow cab takes its place. The door opens and the most gorgeous, hot, sexy guy steps out. He runs a hand through his hair and his shirt rides up.

I die. I literally die. How can someone look so good? It should be illegal. And then I realise something, he's coming into the cafe.

I feel my heartbeat increase and my temperature rise dramatically as he walks confidentially towards the cashier. They talk for a while before he hands over his credit card. She returns it and he slips it back into his wallet.

He is dressed in dark jeans and a white tee. So simple, and yet it looks so good. He totally rocks it. I try so hard to look like I didn't just appear out of a jungle. Dress, stockings, wedges, jacket and make up. Thank god for make up, I'd be lost without it.

He moves to the side, obviously having ordered to go. My eyes haven't left his figure since he stepped out of that cab, simply because I've never seen someone so handsome. He looks like a model. I haven't seen his eyes but I'm sure they're exquisite.

A young, blonde haired waiter approaches my table and sets my coffee down in front of me. The smell is heavenly. I thank her before ripping open a sugar and stirring it in. I take a sip and feel my body instantly relax, coffee has that effect on me. It doesn't keep me up at night, if anything it helps me get to sleep.

I look back over to the hot guy and sigh. He is way out of my league and I know it. I'm a single, nineteen year old, university girl. But it can't hurt to wish right?

Needing a distraction, I take out my phone and open Instagram. I scroll through my feed, finding nothing interesting. Partially because I already checked it this morning but also because I can't concentrate on anything besides the undeniable beauty standing about 15 metres from me.

Not succeeding with the distraction, I put my phone down on the wooden table and go back to 'casually' checking out the hottie, which turned out to be more like staring. The best part about it was that he didn't know, so I could stare all I like.

Suddenly, he looks up and walks towards the counter. Did someone call his name? Damn, I missed it. He grabs his coffee and puts a donation in the jar. By the looks on the staffs' faces, means it was a lot.

"Thank you!" One calls after him.

"Have a good one!" Another shouts cheerfully. He just smirks and waves, walking in the direction of the door.

All too soon, he's gone and I'm left stunned. I can only hope that one day, I might get the opportunity to see him again.

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