In Love With A Stranger

I'm in love with a stranger?

Zach POV.

I was thinking about the ways to find Miss stranger. As long as I remember I saw her in this neighbourhood. I don't know what's happening to me. I'm being impatient. I decided to search her on those streets in which I bumped into her but unfortunately, there wasn't any sign of her.

I walked to the park but she wasn't there. I decided to walk back to my car.

"Man, why can't I bump into her again."

I reached my car and started driving. Today's weather was nice. I turned on the radio and Andy Grammer-fresh eyes were playing.

So suddenly I'm in love with a stranger.

I laughed at the lyrics. Me Zach and love no way. Maybe I'm attracted to her but I don't do love. I don't believe in love. I can only believe in love when someone truly loves me and my stupid heart thinks that Miss stranger is the one. She's different. She's kind and beautiful. Any boy would want to date her.

"I can't believe she's mine."

"And now all I see is youuuuuuuuu"

"Fresh eyes. Fresh eyes"

I was passing through a coffee shop when I saw her. I stopped my car and went into the coffee shop but I was disappointed to see that it was just my imagination. She wasn't here.

I started my car and the radio turned on.

"Now all I see is youuuuuuuuu"

"Fresh eyes. Fresh eyes"

Man am I in love? No no no I can't be in love with a stranger. For god sake, I don't even know her. I'm just attracted to her beauty. What is wrong with me. I never felt emotions like this before. I need to get her out of my mind. But her beautiful face always popped in front of me whenever I close my eyes.

She is a beautiful girl. I want to know her. I want to see her. I was passing through a flower shop when I see her again. I ignored it thinking that it will be my imagination again.

But when I saw the roses. I stopped my car. I can't resist roses. Roses are my favourite. I love their scent in my house so I decided to buy some.

I entered the flower shop and there she was standing looking beautiful in her jeans and a redshirt. Her hair was in a ponytail and she was working on her computer. She didn't notice me but I was shamelessly checking her out.

She looked at me and my heart stop there. I don't know why I'm feeling so nervous around her. I hope she remembers me. I mean come on we met a week ago. A whole week she haunted me in my dreams. All I could see was just her face in front of my eyes.

"Hello, sir what kind of flowers would you like to buy?" I heard her melodic voice.

I think she didn't remember me. I feel disappointed. How could she not remember me?

"Don't you remember me?" I asked her.

"Hello, Mr stranger what kind of flowers would you like to buy."

She said with a smile on her face.

Thank God she remembers me. This is the chance to know her Zach, Don't miss it. I was going to tell her that I wanted to buy some roses when I heard an annoying voice.

"Zachery baby....I missed you so much". Mitchell screamed and hugged me. I pushed her away.

"Zachery baby what happened? Don't you miss me? I know you missed me that's why you are here to buy me my favourite Lillies right? I was passing by and saw you in here."

No i***t. How can she assume everything, all by herself?

I looked at Miss Stranger. She ignored us and was busy in her work.

"No Mitchell why would I buy flowers for you. We never dated even though we're not even friends". Do you know what this means? This means GET Out or Miss STRANGER will get the wrong idea. I mean she will if she notice us but she's busy on the computer.

"But Zach you know....you know I lo_". I know what she was going to say. Mitchell summers, daughter of a business tycoon is in love with me. But I don't love her heck I don't even like her.

"I don't care Mitchell just leave me alone."

"Never," she said and left from the shop.

God, I hate her so much now. She's literally so annoying. I looked at Miss stranger but she was already looking at me. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell her what kind of flowers I want.

"So what kind of flowers sir?" Way to professional aren't we?

"Roses....red roses".

She left to get me my roses. I don't know why maybe because of her red shirt she was looking like a rose. A beautiful rose.

"There you go, sir".

I paid my bill and thanked her.

"Aren't you still not going to tell me your name Miss stranger?".

"Why do you wanna know my name?". She asked.

"Why don't you wanna tell me your name. It's just a name, not a big deal. I want to know the name of the stranger who helped me".

"Rosaline my name is Rosaline Knights"

Rosaline, her name is as beautiful as her.

"Aren't you going to ask mine?".

"Is it necessary for me to know your's?" She asked.

"Yes, it is, cause I don't want you to call me Mr stranger."

"Okay, what's your name then Mr stranger?" She teased me.

"Zachery Williams but you can call me Zach".

"Okay, Zach it was nice meeting you."

The way my name rolled on her tongue just feels amazing like it's made for her to pronounce. What am I? A poet now?

You can't even imagine how it was nice meeting you and we will meet again and again soon.

"It was nice meeting you too Rose".

I left the flower shop. The weather seems extra nice to me now. Everything feels so good. I feel happy because of the rose. But I don't know which Rose.

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