a/n: *runs to party like two years late* i got the stuff for you. Man, i feel bad that the people who request these will probably never see them because they're soooooo late. Sorry, Mikulover, but this one is yours. (´_`)
49. Crush
It was an ordinary day in London and Clive was in an especially pleasant mood. However, no one else in his family seemed to share his enthusiasm, whether it was because of upcoming tests, lady problems or taking care of work, so he decided to go on a stroll before someone ruined it for him.
He was in such a good mood that he didn't even know that he bumped into a little girl until he heard all of her books crash to the ground.
"I'm sorry, let me help." He smiled, crouching down to pick up the books for her. Little did he know how that smile made the girl's heart beat just a little faster, but let's be honest here. That smile would make everyone's heart beat a little faster. "What's your name?"
"E-Ellie." She squeaked out, taking her books from him in a flustered hurry.
He chuckled, only adding fuel to the fire. "I'll see you around, Ellie."
And with that, he was gone and all the poor little girl who had managed to catch a glimpse of happy, adorable Clive could do was stare as he went on his merry way.
Clive started to see Ellie a lot more, like when he went grocery shopping because Flora made an everything stew with literally everything in it or when it was the middle of the night and the professor ran out of tea leaves. He was also starting to get a lot of letters in the mail recently. The previous night was especially weird.
Clive went through the letters sent to him one night with Luke, trying to decipher them. Their efforts were in vain because the signature happened to be in crayon which was surprisingly hard to read and looked like a punch of squiggly lines anyway.
a/n: i changed the name to ellie because it sounded just a little bit cuter and younger. Sorry.
