your pov

Autumn is my favorite season! I love how the leaves change color, the weather is at a perfect temperature, and of course perfect for photography sessions!

Today, the temperature was at a subtle sixty-two. The leaves have finally all turned colors and are beginning to fall from the trees.

I put on my gray button up coat, a maroon beanie, and high top brown boots to prepare for the crisp weather.

Before I step out of my apartment door, I grab my Nikon camera from the door side table.

The park isn't a far walk from my house, so I decide to walk there. Of course, on the way I decide to take many photos of the most "Autumn things" I can find. I've nearly stopped thirty time before I even reach the public park.

I loved seeing the children play on the playgrounds, while their parents lingered around the area. It made me extremely joyful to know that one day, that will be me.

From afar, I see a handsome man dressed in a suit, walking along the rocky path.

I don't stare too long, because I don't want to be rude. I hope he didn't notice me gawking at him. Even from fifty meters away, he is gorgeous.

However, I mind my own and continue down a separate path to a set of yellow and orange trees. I bend over to pick up one of the yellow leaves and take a photo of it. I do the same with an orange leaf, and a pile of them mixed together.

I smile brightly, satisfied at all the amazing photos I've taken.

I sit on a park bench, and admire the photos I've taken.

"I don't mean to interrupt, but I think you've dropped something."

I look up and see the gorgeous man standing directly in front of me.

In the palm of his hand rests a pearl earring, one of mine!

"Oh, thank you--" I begin but don't finish.

"Elijah Mikaelson. Pleasure to meet you." He says, dropping the earring in my hand.

Wow! He's so kind!

Although, I wonder how he found an earring that small in a grassy area so big, and knew instantly that it was mine of all people here. Was Elijah following me?

"Thank you very much, Elijah." I smile brightly at him.

"You're welcome--" He begins, and I finish for him.

"Y/N. It's nice to meet you." I respond.

"Are you a photographer?" He asks.

"Well, sort of. I enjoy taking photos but I wouldn't consider myself professional or anything like that." I respond nervously, my heart rate picking up.

Why was a total stranger making me feel like this? Middle school girl, butterflies in my stomach to the maximum.

"May I see?" He asks politely.

"Sure." I reply, handing him my camera.

He scrolls through today's photos, smiling at each and every one.

"Theses are wonderful. You're very talented, Y/N." He compliments me.

I blush like a mad man and reply with a shy, "Thank you."

"You seem a little chilly, it's quite cold out here. Can I buy you a coffee?" He asks.

"Yes, I'd like that." I reply.

Elijah stands and offers his hand to help me up from the bench.

Seriously? Who knew guys this polite existed anymore?!

Elijah and I walk to the nearest coffee shop, which is just two blocks from my neighborhood.

On the way there, he asks to know more about me.

"There isn't much to me, honestly." I reply blandly.

"I'm sure there is. Your name is Y/N and you are an amazing photographer. There has to be more." He responds.

"Well, I've lived here my entire life. Might I add, I've never seen you before. It's nice to see a fresh face though. I like to read and write. I have no siblings, and my favorite color is yellow." I say.

Was that too much? Too less?

"You seem very interesting, Y/N. And might I add, you're very beautiful." He says, looking right at me.

My face was probably as red as a tomato at the moment.

"Thank you. You're very handsome yourself." I say quietly.

Elijah just smiles and opens the door of the coffee shop for me.

"What would you like?" He asks.

"Anything pumpkin flavored. I love pumpkin everything." I smile at him, watching him walk away to the cash register and I pick a seat for us. Of course, I choose the one nearest the window, typical me.

Less than five minutes later, Elijah comes back with both of our coffees.

"You picked my favorite seat." He says, smiling at me.

"Really? Have you came here before?" I ask, sipping my coffee, savoring every last drop.

"Occasionally. I always found this town fascinating, and stop by every chance I get." He replies.

"Really? I always thought it was plain."

"That's what I love about it. It's cozy and everyone is always friendly no matter what. Also, they've been holding the most beautiful woman I've ever seen here." He replies, reverting his eyes towards me.

"You're so sweet."

The next thirty minutes was spent with good conversation, and Elijah's constant flood of compliments that never seemed to stop. He is the most genuine guy I've ever met, the most good looking, and by far the most intelligent.

"Oh, crap. I'm about to miss family game night." I sigh, looking at my phone.

"Wouldn't want to miss that." Elijah smirks.

Damn, he's hot when he does that.

"No, definitely not. It was nice to meet you, Elijah. Thank you for the coffee and good conversation." I say, standing up and putting on my coat.

"I hope to see you again, Y/N. Let me walk you home." Elijah says, yet again opening the door for me.

"You don't have to!" I reply.

"I insist. I want to see you make it home safely."

On the walk back to my house, we didn't speak much. There was no need to. Being in each other's presence seemed to just lighten the mood and brighten my day completely.

We said our goodbyes and Eljiah even kissed my hand! Oh my!

I walk into the house with the brightest smile on my face.

"Mom! You'll never believe what just happened. I met the most handsome and sweetest guy in all of planet Earth."
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I haven't written an imagine in months. I hope this wasn't terrible!

-halle 👸🏼