Meet Me in an Irish Coffee Shop

Hi everyone! BooBear'sTeddyBear and Hopeless Wanderer here! This is just a book for us dreaming about the future! We're hoping to see each other one day, so we made this. Hope you guys like it!


1. 1

Keavy's POV

"There!" I grinned as I stuck up yet another One Direction poster. I jumped down from the top of the bunk beds and went over to my Blackberry Playbook. It was flashing red, meaning I had an email. I knew exactly who it was.

Scottie and I had started chatting on Movellas. We had the best conversations. We told each other we would meet someday, when we were older. She was a year younger than me, but I didn't mind. She uploaded videos of her singing, which she was very good at, onto YouTube. That's how I knew what she looked like.

We were from different parts of the world though. I lived in Ireland while she lived in Texas. We would make it work though. I answered her then told her I had to go as dinner was ready. I walked down to the kitchen and ate. My parents would moan at me for spending too much time on my Playbook, but I ignored them.

I watched TV for a while and went to bed at 10 PM. Time differences where the only problem Scottie and I had. I connected my Playbook to the Internet then swapped between YouTube, Twitter and Movellas. That was how I spent most nights, I stayed on it for hours though. It really was an addiction.

_____________next day______________

"Keavy!" Doireann ran to me as I walked out of class.

"You gave me a heart attack." I grinned a little, thinking of One Direction singing 'Heart Attack'. 

Doireann laughed a little before introducing me to Eleanor, the new girl in our year.

"You both like Louis!" She grinned.

"Louis is mine!" I declared.

"Nope, he's mine. I have the same name as his girlfriend." she grinned. 'Tou-che.' I thought to myself before going to lunch.

******5 years later******

It has been a year since I had left secondary school. I hadn't moved yet though, I was waiting to. Today was the big day. The day I had waited 5 years for. It had finally come.

I sat in the little coffee shop we had agreed to meet in. It was lonely at the moment. Only me, the waitress and an old lady sat in the corner. A girl about my age was in the corner, too. A bell above the door dinged telling us that somebody had entered. It wasn't Scottie, though. 

I focused on the girl in the corner. She had on a multi-color plaid shirt, skinny jeans, and Uggs with the jeans tucked in. But I looked up to her face....brown, wavy hair and hazel-green eyes. That was her. 

"Scottie!" I stood up and grinned at her. I ran over to her corner.

"Keavy! Oh my gosh!" she grinned back. We gave each other a hug before sitting down, where we had planned, when we had planned, how we had planned to meet in an Irish coffee shop.

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