My love story Robert Pattinson

So I've been living in London for about ten years. So I've about know were everything is. I'm 24 years old, and I've got brown eyes, light brown hair, and I'm wearing a pink shirt, with ripped navy blue pants. I thought I would go shopping. So I started to walk over the store, and I bumped into someone. “Bloody hell.” I said. I bent down and picked up my stuff and then someone said,
”Sorry.” He said. I knew it was a man because in a lovey British voice. (I could tell form a man and a woman.) “Oh it's ok.” “I didn't see you.” “Oh.” I looked at the man. He was wearing a gray hooey, sunglasses, and a navy blue pants. “So, whats your name?” “Kasie.” “Pretty name.” “Thanks.” “No problem.” “What's yours?” “Robert.” “As in Robert Pattinson?” “Yes. Why?” “Oh just wondering. Why are you wearing sunglasses?” “Well, I don't want to have the sun in my eyes.” “Oh.” He took off his sunglasses, and in the sunlight they were light green.
“Are your eyes always light green?” “No. They are bluey gray, but in the sunlight they are light green.” “Oh. Where are you going?” “No where special. You?” “Oh, I was just walking.” I lied. “So do you want to walk with me?” “Sure.” I started to walk with him on the side. I began to wonder, if he liked me, cuz I do.
“So, where to now?” “I don't know.” “How about we sit down.” “That sounds good.” We walk over to a bench and sat down.
“So why are you in London?” “Well, I was just visiting my family and friends. I was plaining on going back soon. How about you?” He said. “Oh, I just moved here about ten years ago.” “Cool. Were did you used to live?” “California.” “Were?” “Hollywood.” “House?” “A little apartment.” “Cool.” “So, hows thing going with Kristen?” I asked. Of corse he knew what I was talking about.
“Well, now we are just friends.” “Oh.” We were sitting right next to each other, it felt kind of odd, but I really didn't care. He rapped his arm around my waist. I wonder what he is doing I thought. He pulled me closer. Uh......help? I was so close that I could hear his breathing. My head got tried, so I laid it against his shoulder. His hand was close to my leg, I reached out, and I started to pick his hand up. Once it was by my belly, I set it down on my leg, and I started to play with his fingers. Oh, I know what he's doing. People are walking by, they must think that we are boyfriend and girlfriend. Oh no, we have to kiss sometime. I thought. He looked down right at our hands. I looked up. “So...what now?” I said. “ I really don't know.” I looked deep into his green eyes. Still looking in his eyes, he looked at me. His warm smile made me think He's the one for me I knew that well we had to kiss sometime, but then it happened, he lend in close, and our lips were together. The kiss was so warm, his lips against mine, I felt in heaven. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me closer. I couldn't help but twine my fingers in his brown bed head hair. He pulled away, and said
“Sorry.” My eyes were still close. I was still dreaming. “What for?” “Kissing you.” “You don't have to be sorry for that.” “Well, people think that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, so I thought that...” “We should look like one. Yeah, I know what was going to happen. I really don't care.” “Oh.” I lend in closer, so close that I was about to kiss him again. “So, do you want to?” “Hm....let me see.” He kissed me again. I pulled away and said,
“So, I tack that as a yes?” “ Yes.”