We both sit in our favorite coffee shop.

" So uh when were you gonna tell me."

" I did tell you... today."

" How come like so much later. Like you gave everyone their coffee and then we had to like push it out of you..... like a pimple."

" Ew gross Sam come on!"

" alright, alright."

She took a sip out of her coffee.

I looked behind her and saw a man.

Just staring her down.

He had brown hair and tattoos.

He was wearing a twenty one pilots shirt.

" Holy sh*t is that Tyler Joseph?" I said quietly.

" No. f*cking. Way. Are you kidding. Please tell me you're not joking."

I nodded my head no and she turned to see Tyler meet her eyes.

" I'm gonna ask him for an autograph."

" What? No way seriously. How are you not nervous?"

" who the f*ck said I'm not nervous Y/N?"

She fished for a pen in her bag.

I went into my backpack and then handed her a pen.

" I can't find a- oh.. thanks."

She walked over.

Tyler's POV

She walked over to me.

Her hips swayed with the way she walked.

Holy crap she's beautiful.

" Hi. I'm Samantha."

" I'm Tyler."

" Oh I know. I listen to your music a lot."

" oh cool you're a fan." I said with a smile.

Whenever she smiled I couldn't help but smile too.

It's like it forced me toz

I love it.

"C-can I get an autograph?"

" Oh of course."

She handed me her notebook and then I saw something.

A little tattoo at the top of her wrist.

A music symbol.

It looked exactly like mine.

I grabbed her wrist.

She looked up at me.

I kissed her softly.

" What was that for?" She said blushing.

" Well uh that was for being my soulmate." 

Y/N's POV

And I caught that all on video.

Perfect for their wedding.

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IM TRYING

IM TRYING TO WRITE GOOD

BUT I CANT

BUT I CANT

WHEN YOU DONT HAVE

ANY TALENT

YEAH

sorry this was small and took forever.

I succcck.