Omg,  so I don’t think i told you guys that I went to Barcelona last year

but anyways, whilst there me and my sister were in Las Ramblas at a sweet shop and this really cute guy was working there (kinda looked like thierry henry but more Spanish looking but didnt really look like him idk)

so I went to the shop to look at the sweets and he starts talking to me and the conversation goes as follows

cute guy: Hi, where are you from?

me: London (I couldn’t even look him in the eye)

cute guy: Are you on holiday?

me: Yes (still looking down)

cute guy: So, do you know any Spanish?

me: No (I lied - I do know a little)

- as you can see, I wasn’t very chatty because I was so scared

cute guy: Do you know what guapa means?

me: …..(my face turned red at this point because I knew where this was going)

cute guy: *laughs* I think you are muy guapa.

me: *squealing* (I still didn’t say anything because I was so embarrassed)

- guys his accent was so precious adn I didnt know what to do omfg so i went on to buy my sweets in fucking silence and then he hands my bag over to me and goes “this is for guapa” (sounds kinda weird but thats exactly how he said it)

He then told me his name was Ismail and that wAS IT

I never saw him again

Literally, I went the next day and he was gone T_______T