She was in her room, frantically searching for her favourite necklace and cardigan because was running late. She didn't want to let this person down. She had received a text saying "Hey, How are you? I'm in town for a while today, wondered if you fancied meeting up? If you have no plans that is" when her phone had buzzed to say she had received it, she didn't think too much about it. She thought it was her mom or her sister, or maybe even her manager. So she picked up her phone, opened the text and realised it wasn't just from anyone. It was from him. Her heart started racing and excitement pounded through her body, and she impulsively texted back, "Hey! That's great I'd love to! Let's say 12.15 outside Coffee Bean?" her phone buzzed back showing his reply, "sounds good. I'll see you then." she had had a long night last night, causing her to have a late lie in, and realised that her phone read '11:04' she quickly jumped out of bed and raced around her room trying to find things to wear. She picked up her hairbrush and brushed her long, silky, wavy brunette hair, and quickly put on her makeup. She pulled on her cardigan and threw her necklace on, shoving her phone in her bag, and took a quick look in her full length mirror. "Here I go." she muttered, unreassuringly. It had felt like a lifetime without seeing him again, and she couldn't wait to see him, but still couldn't stop herself from feeling a tiny bit anxious.

She raced downstairs and into the kitchen, where her mom, Tish and youngest sister Noah, were sitting having a late morning snack. "I'm going out, I'm meeting someone. I don't know when I'll be back." she said hurriedly, with a hint of a smile in her expression. "OK baby! You go and have fun, stay safe!" her mom said back, waving her off. She closes the front door and gets into her car. She sets down her bag beside her and notices the time on her dashboard. It reads '11:59'. She quickly puts the keys in the car and reverses down the driveway, and sets off to her location. The radio is playing a usual sound as she cruises down the various different streets. "Please don't let there be any traffic." she says inside her head, praying that she will get there on time. And sure enough, her prayers have been answered as she pulls into the parking lot, her dashboard telling her its 12:14. "Thank you!" she sighs with relief, and looks up to the sky with a small smile on her face. She grabs her bag and wraps it around her shoulder as she gets out and walks over to the Coffee Bean entrance. She looks up and there he is, standing before her.

Butterflies are sent flying around in her stomach, her body tingling with all types of emotions, but she doesn't let any of this show as she walks over to him casually with a grin on her face. "You're a little early." she says playfully, still wearing her grin from moments ago. He turns to face her, and must show a sense of surprise as he sees her coming closer. He knows what she looks like, what she sounds like, yet every time he sees her he can't help but think she gets more beautiful every time. "Oh, well you know me, not one to be late." he says with an effortless smile on his face. "What would you like?" he asks her lightly. She steps inside only to quickly turn around to face him. "Oh no it's OK I'll get mine!" she says with a surprised, yet light hearted tone in her voice. He gives a small laugh to her, he's always loved her strong, yet friendly independence. "No it's fine, you get us a table and I'll bring over the drinks." "Well OK if you're sure. I'll just have a hot caramel latte please." she says gratefully and walks over to a table for 2 and sits herself down.

He comes over with both of their drinks, and sets hers down in front of her and sits himself across from her. She looks up and gives him her signature smile. "Thank you. So how have you been?" she asks curiously, taking a sip from her drink. "I've been good thanks, been busy with work and things really, what about you?" he says casually, watching her as she puts down her drink on the table. "Me too, its been a really hectic week. I'm sorry I never got round to texting you." she says guiltily, resting her arms on the table with her head bowed down. "Don't apologise, it's fine. I'm just glad we're here now." he says assuredly, giving her a smile as she lifts up her head. She catches the look he gives her, and smiles back with the warm sun making her eyes twinkle. "Me too."

A few hours pass by, while they sit there together talking and joking away about things that only they would understand. Several times during their conversations, their eyes meet and their lost in each other for a brief moment, until one of them breaks the gaze. He had had these unusual sensations ever since he met Miley, and they only grew stronger every time he saw her. He knew this was a different feeling he'd had for any other girl, but this was different, this wasn't any old feeling it was something much deeper, and she wasn't any other girl, she was special. As he stood up, he carelessly reached out for her empty cup, but instead of feeling the cool, smooth plastic, he felt a warm, soft touch he was only too familiar with. A spark ran through his body as he looked down and saw that he had touched her hand instead. "Sorry, I…I was meant to get your cup…" he fumbled around to speak the words, but he could still feel her hands apon his. She held onto his hand gently, as she got up and stood in front of him. "It's OK." she looked up to him, keeping her head slightly bowed, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She didn't care if anyone saw them, if the paparazzi were there or not, to her, she felt as if they were the people on the world. He looked down at her radiant, flawless face, and looked into her eyes. She never seemed so beautiful than at this time, he just wanted this moment to last forever. She held onto his hand more tightly now, she couldn't ignore these feelings any longer, as they both moved closer and closer together, when the sound of a loud phone ring startled them both. They moved and looked away from each other, as Miley reached for her phone and picked it up. He reached out and touched her arm, and gave her a smile convincing enough, and walked out of the shop. Her eyes followed him as he walked away. She just wanted to run after him, but she knew she shouldn't. "What just happened?" she thought to herself, as she answered her phone and left the coffee hut.