Anastasia walked me out to meet the four guys that I had just been avoiding. I have a weird nature. One minute I'm avoiding a situation and the next I'm embracing it. As soon as I could see them, I tried to take in appearances.
One of the guys had curly brown hair, freckles, I could tell instantly that he had blue eyes, and he was the loudest of the four. The guy next to him had longish blonde hair, blue eyes, and he seemed to be almost as loud as the guy who I chose to call Freckles. The next guy had blonde hair but I knew it wasn't natural. All you had to do was look at his eyebrows. He had brown eyes and seemed to be more mature than the first two but appearances are always deceiving. He also had a dimple that was distinct when he smiled. The last guy at the table had brown hair, blue eyes, and also seemed to be a bit more mature but who I am I to tell. He also had a habit of tapping on the table which I took as an odd old habit.
I didn't really look at most of them though. I kept my eyes on one guy and I noticed I had zoned when Anastasia had to tug on my arm to get me to walk again.
"Do you want to meet them some other time?" she asked me, looking at me, concern written on her face.
I shook my head no. I might as well meet them now because I knew I wouldn't later. I'm stubborn and need a push just to do something I normally would be to shy or timid to do.
We took the last few steps over to the table and the four guys looked up at us. I took a few subtle breaths before Anastasia spoke up.
"Guys, this is London. London, this is Danny, Dougie, Tom, and Harry." she introduced and I looked at each guy when they were introduced.
When I looked at Tom, he had a smile on his face which oddly enough made me smile in return.
"Awesome fall earlier." the guy who was introduced as Dougie said just minutes after we were introduced.
I laughed lightly, blushing like crazy.
"Thanks. If you liked that, you should've seen last week. I feel about fifty million times, dropped lots of shit, and entertained the crowds. It was awesome."
Dougie and Danny laughed loudly but I didn't really care. I was actually really embarrassed about last week.
"Is there going to be an encore sometime? I'd really love to see it." Danny remarked, grinning at me which oddly made me feel like jelly. I had to snap back to my senses and laugh.
"Um...I'm really not sure. It's a spontaneous type thing."
As soon as I finished that sentence, someone poked their head out from the kitchen.
"London! The dishes aren't going to clean themselves!" the manager screamed at me.
"Well, it was really nice meeting ya'll." I said before slinking off to the kitchen.
As soon as I got to the sinks, I turned around and came face to face with Tom.
"Do you need any help?" he simply asked, looking straight into my eyes.
"Um....You can't be back here!" I said, hitting myself upside the head afterwards. I heard Tom chuckle and I looked up at him.
"Do you need any help?" he asked again and I nodded sheepishly at him.
