Jordyn's POV

I was heading out of Starbucks, on my way back to the flat that I share with my best friend, Alexa. It was windy and cloudy, but no rain yet. I zipped up my jacket and started down the street. I put my earphones in and turned on some Mayday Parade.

I was singing along quietly. I got a few odd looks, but I really didn't care. I was a bit oblivious to my surroundings, though, I'll admit. Apparently, I strayed a little too far away form the left side of the pavement. On my walk, looking down at my shoes, I accidentally ran straight into some stranger.

I quickly pulled my earphones out, trying to tell a quick apology. There were tons of annoyed buisness people around, giving us both harsh looks. The man that I ran into pulled me quickly into a shop that we just happened to be in front of.

"Sorry, I just didn't want to annoy anyone else," he said before I could question why he pulled me into this place. He seemed around my age, twenties.

"Oh, that's fine. Um, sorry for bumping into you," I felt myself blush slightly. I hadn't noticed it before, but his eyes were a striking colour of light blue. His skin was so pale, and it contrasted beautifully with his silky jet black hair. He was gorgeous.

"Oh, it's fine. It's pretty easy to do around here." He smiled at me, and I felt my blush get deeper.

"Yeah I guess."

"I'm Phil, by the way."

"Well, nice to meet you, Phil. I'm Jordyn."

"Nice to meet you, too, Jordyn. I should probably get going, though."

No! Don't go... I don't know why, but I want to get to know him. His whole being seems so mysterious and fun. I'm just drawn to him, I guess.

"Oh, yeah, me, too. I should get home before my flatmate burns the house down," I hoped that I didn't sound as sad as I felt. I mean, I've only just met him, for god's sake.

He laughed, "Yeah, me too. Um, you seem cool, do you want to maybe go get coffee sometime?"

"Oh, yeah, um, that would be cool. Here, give me your phone and I'll put my number in." I hoped I wasn't being too pushy.

"Okay, cool." He handed me his phone and I put in myself as a contact.

"There you go," I said as I gave the iPhone back.

"Okay, I'll text you?"

"Yeah, sounds good."

He walked away and as he did, I smiled to myself. I'm also glad it was him with my number, I'd never know when the right time to call or text would be. God, I'm so socially awkward.

All I could think about on the rest of the walk home were those amazing blue eyes.

Those eyes...

I just hope I'll get to see them again.