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october 3, 2024

10:00 am

today was the day tucker was arriving to new york, and with him, gracie. something inside me felt excited to see him. we'd been talking every day since i told him my favorite songs of his, and there was something comforting about our conversations-like a rhythm i didn't want to lose.

our plan for today was simple-grabbing coffee. nothing extravagant, just an easy afternoon at one of my favorite cafés. but it wouldn't be just the two of us. cora, drew, felix, and ky were coming too, and tucker wouldn't be arriving alone-gracie was with him. it still felt surreal that he was opening for her tour, that this was now his life.

even with the group, a quiet anticipation buzzed under my skin. as i got ready, i couldn't help but wonder if he felt it too-if somewhere in the city, he was looking forward to this just as much as i was.

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i was excited to see isla again. we'd been talking every day, and somehow, it never got old. our conversations had this effortless rhythm, something i didn't even realize i'd been missing until i had it.

now, i was finally back in new york, and in just a little while, i'd see her. the thought sent a rush of anticipation through me-something light, something electric. it wasn't just about catching up; it was about seeing her in person again, hearing her laugh without a phone between us, watching the way she lit up when she talked about something she loved.

i didn't know if she felt it too, this quiet excitement humming under my skin. but i hoped she did.

"are you excited to see your girlfriend?" gracie teased, a knowing smirk on her face, while some of the band members watched the interaction in amusement.

"girlfriend? you mean isla?" i asked, confused, caught off guard by the question.

"yep. you didn't deny it, though," she said, her grin widening.

"she's not my girlfriend, gracie," i said, trying to sound casual, but there was a weight to my words-just enough disappointment that she might catch it if she was paying attention.

"yet." she shot back, her smile full of mischief.

i rolled my eyes, but there was no real annoyance behind it. gracie just laughed, nudging me like she already knew something i didn't. maybe she did.

"you've been talking about her nonstop," she pointed out. "don't think we haven't noticed."

i opened my mouth to argue, but the truth was, she wasn't wrong. isla had been on my mind more than i wanted to admit. every late-night conversation, every song she told me she liked, every little thing she shared about her life-it all stuck with me in a way i hadn't expected.

"we're just friends," i muttered, running a hand through my hair, but even i wasn't convinced by my own words.

gracie just raised an eyebrow. "sure, tucker. keep telling yourself that."

the rest of the band chuckled, but i barely heard them. because all i could think about was that in just a little while, i'd finally see her again. and the thought alone sent a familiar buzz through my chest.

gracie didn't say anything else, but the knowing look on her face was enough to make me shift uncomfortably. i leaned back in my seat, staring out the window of the van as we drove through the busy streets of new york. the city was alive, full of movement and noise, but my mind was stuck on one thing-one person.

isla.

i wondered if she was already at the café, if she was feeling even a fraction of the anticipation that was building in my chest. we'd been talking every day, and somehow, it had never felt forced. it was easy with her. natural. the kind of connection that didn't come around often.

"you're thinking about her right now, aren't you?" gracie's voice pulled me back, her tone dripping with amusement.

"shut up," i muttered, but i couldn't fight the small smile that tugged at my lips.

gracie just laughed. "you're so obvious, tucker."

maybe i was. maybe it was written all over my face, the way my stomach twisted in the best way every time i saw her name light up my phone. the way i was counting down the minutes until i saw her again.

the van slowed to a stop, and my heart picked up speed. this was it. i was about to see her.

i took a breath and stepped out, scanning the sidewalk until my eyes landed on her.

and just like that, everything else faded away.

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my friends and i were already at the café, waiting for them to arrive. cora and drew had already ordered their coffees, while ky and felix were still deciding what to get. i was staring at the menu, though honestly, i wasn't really looking at it. i was just waiting for tucker to walk in so i could order.

"are you going to buy something, or are you just waiting for your boyfriend to show up?" drew asked with a teasing smile.

"he's not my boyfriend," i replied, my eyes still glued to the menu.

"uh-huh, and i'm dating harry styles," cora said, laughing.

"it's true. we're just friends," i said, trying to sound casual, but there was a tiny flutter in my chest as i said it.

"not even you believe that, isla," ky chimed in. i was about to respond when the bell above the door jingled. i turned toward the sound, my heart already speeding up.

and there he was, standing in the doorway, looking around for us-well, looking for me. and when our eyes met, his face broke into a smile. my heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, nothing else in the café mattered. it was just him.

his smile was enough to make the rest of the world blur out. everything around us-the chatter of other customers, the clink of cups-faded, and all i could focus on was him. my breath caught in my throat as he made his way toward us, his eyes still locked on mine.

"hey," he said softly when he reached our table, his voice carrying just a hint of warmth that made me feel like he had been waiting for this moment too.

"hey," i replied, my voice quieter than usual, my heart racing as i tried to keep myself together. but it wasn't easy when all i wanted to do was smile at him like a fool.

"sorry, we're late," he added, glancing at my friends, who were all watching us with amused expressions.

"it's fine," i said, forcing myself to focus on the group instead of getting lost in the way his presence seemed to fill the air. "we've just been waiting for you."

gracie, who had walked in behind him, raised an eyebrow at the two of us. "seems like you've been waiting a little longer than you thought," she teased, but there was no malice in her tone-just playful curiosity.

tucker shot her a look, then turned back to me. "i'll get my coffee, and then i'm all yours," he said with a smile that made my stomach flip.

"i'm pretty sure we all know who's the real star here," drew said, raising his cup of coffee in mock salute.

i couldn't help but laugh, the tension in the air easing. but even as the conversation flowed around me, my thoughts kept drifting back to the way tucker's smile made everything feel a little brighter.

we all settled back into our seats as tucker and gracie walked up to the counter to order. i tried to focus on the conversation happening around me, but i could feel the pull of tucker's presence like a magnet. when he turned back to me, his eyes flicked over the menu and then back to me, a playful glint in his gaze.

without thinking, i stood up and walked toward them, drawn to tucker like i couldn't resist.

"so, what are you getting?" he asked, as if we hadn't already spent weeks talking about the same café's menu, but there was something about asking me that made it feel new.

"probably a caramel latte," i said with a shrug, but i was already imagining the warmth of the coffee and the comfort of being with him. "maybe something sweet, too."

"good choice," he said, grinning before turning to the counter.

"you're getting a latte too?" gracie asked, raising an eyebrow as she leaned on the counter. "you're so basic, tucker."

he laughed, shaking his head. "yeah, and i'll have a chocolate croissant too. what about you?"

"i'll have the same," she said with a wink, before both of them started ordering.

i was watching them both, my mind still buzzing with everything that was happening, when tucker turned back to me.

"want to share something?" he asked, his voice lowering just a little, as if the question was more personal than it seemed.

"sure," i said, my stomach doing an excited little flip. "let's get the chocolate croissant."

he smiled. "good choice." and then he added, "i like that we're on the same page for this."

gracie rolled her eyes but smiled all the same. "yeah, yeah. you two are so cute it's almost nauseating."

i felt the warmth in my cheeks, but i couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face. even as the banter continued around us, all i could think about was how easy it felt to be with him.

as we waited for our orders, i found myself stealing glances at tucker, my thoughts racing. his presence was so effortless, like he belonged here with me, in this moment. i couldn't help but wonder if he felt it too-the way everything seemed to slow down when he was near.

"so," tucker began, breaking the comfortable silence, "how's your day been so far?" his eyes locked onto mine, his tone casual, but i could tell there was something more behind it.

"honestly? better now that you're here," i said, my voice soft but sincere. it felt good to admit it, even though it made my heart skip a beat.

his smile grew, that warm, contagious grin that made me forget everything else around us. "i'm glad to hear that," he said, his voice low enough that it felt like it was just for me.

"you guys are literally making me sick," cora teased, but there was no malice in her voice. she was clearly enjoying watching us.

i laughed, feeling a little embarrassed but also happier than i had in a long time. "we're just friends, remember?" i said to her, trying to keep it light.

"sure, sure," she replied with a grin, "just friends."

before i could say anything else, our coffee and croissants arrived. tucker and i both reached for our drinks at the same time, our fingers brushing briefly. it was a small thing, but it made my heart race all over again.

"here," tucker said, handing me a napkin, his voice soft. "don't want you to get crumbs on you."

"thanks," i replied, my voice barely above a whisper, not sure if i was more grateful for the napkin or the way he made everything feel so easy.

we all sat down again, my mind still buzzing with everything between tucker and me. it wasn't just about the coffee or the croissants anymore-it was the connection we were building, the way we fit together without even trying. and as i sat there with him, with my friends around us, i couldn't help but feel like this was just the beginning of something really special.

@𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖺𝖿.𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽...

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