(Y/N)= Your Name

You were sitting in your favorite coffee shop, sipping a latte. You scrolled through Instagram, carelessly liking the photos that scrolled past. People passed by, but they didn't mind you. Suddenly you heard shoes squeak and felt coffee spill down your side.

"What the f***?!" You exclaimed as you turned to look at the nuisance.

The guy looked up at you. His flashy red hair was odd, but his chocolate eyes drew you in. You suddenly forgave the cutie for spilling hot coffee on you.

"I am so sorry! I tripped. How can I make this up to you?" he asked dabbing paper towels on your side.

"I-It's fine," you said looking into his deep brown eyes.

"No, it's not. I just spilt a whole coffee on you! Let me at least take you out to dinner Miss..." he waited for you to say your name.

"(Y/N)," you replied.

"What a gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl. My name is Mark, nice to meet you (Y/N)"

You blushed and got out of your seat so you could get home and get changed. He apologized a million times as you two walked out the door. You started to part ways when he yelled,

"(Y/N)! Wait! I forgot to give you my number for our dinner date!"

You turned.

"Oh, I didn't know it was a date," you replied with a chuckle.

He blushed as you two exchanged numbers. You drove home and changed. Later that night you got a text.

"Hey (Y/N)! I know I said this a million times, but I am really sorry about that coffee incident. Does Friday night work for you for our date?-Mark"

You loved how he kept calling it a date.

"Yes, Friday is great! Pick me up at 6?"

"See you then!"

You laid in bed and smiled at the thought of going on a "date" with this cute guy you met at the coffee shop. What are the chances of that?