Diner Baby [H.S] Harry Styles

Chapter 6 - Surprises

It took me awhile to go to sleep last night. I was still riding a high from just a kiss on the cheek. Every time I closed my eyes I would see his green eyes looking into mine before moving down to look at my lips, then feel his red, full lips on my cheek. It would jolt me awake as I feel them brush along my cheek, making me feel as though he were there. Soon, the shock started to turn into a dream. A dream that he had stayed for that coffee, and maybe even stayed next to me all night. I didn't dream of us doing anything in particular rather than just laying next to one another, sleeping peacefully. In the end it helped me sleep, waking up naturally to the morning glow through my curtains.

I don't feel too down about going back to work today. In fact, I'm excited just so that I can let Josh know all about our date. I even ignored his texts last night on purpose just so that I could tell him in person and see his reaction. I can't tell whether he's going to be just as excited as I am or think I'm totally lame for making a big deal over nothing. I can already tell that to most people that date was probably more like two friends hanging out, but to me, a girl who never dates, it's basically one step closer to marriage. Not to get ahead of myself.

I love mornings like these before work when I can actually relax and spend time getting ready, making myself more presentable. I connect my phone to my speaker and put on my go to playlist, hearing Hozier fill my bedroom instantly. I sway along as I sit in front of my mirror, starting my usual routine for my skin and make up. I don't go all out with my make-up for work, I like to keep it natural. I do my signature wave curls though, which I feel completely lost without. If my hair is flat, I feel flat. It's simple.

I have another 30 minutes until I need to leave for my bus, so change into my uniform so that I can just lay on the sofa and listen to the angelic voice of Hozier. As I head into my lounge, I hear a knock at my door. I never get visitors, only my parents and Josh. My guess is that it's Josh coming to check that I'm still alive after not replying to his text. Or he is just too impatient to wait until I'm at work to hear how it went. I skip over to my door, preparing myself for the bombardment of questions from him as I open that door.

"Don't worry, Josh!' I call through the door as I begin to unlock, "He didn't kill-" I begin to say as I open the door, stopping as it's not Josh who I see on the other side. "Harry?" I question, as if my eyes could be deceiving me. I could still be dreaming. I wanted him next to me that badly last night that I'm dreaming he's showing up at my door right now, unannounced.

He's leaning against the hallway wall, smiling at me from the side. He smiles with a big cheeky grin, as if he were a little kid being caught doing something he shouldn't. Well it definitely feels like he shouldn't be at my door right now. I keep blinking as if it were to stop me dreaming or make my eyes see clearly. But nope, he's actually here right now.

"How about that coffee?" He says casually, with that charming British accent that makes it impossible to turn him down. Not that I would want to at all. I can't help the smile grow on my face before standing to the side, inviting him in. He takes a large step through my doorway, holding his hands behind his back as he takes a look around my apartment. I suddenly feel all shy about the mug and bowl I left out from yesterday's breakfast.