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Harry drove hastily to the cafe, the guilt of being late was slowly eating him up

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Harry drove hastily to the cafe, the guilt of being late was slowly eating him up. Harry wasn't one to be late, he was quite punctual but he was late today. The poor boy was busy going through his notes for the last time before meeting up with his friends for breakfast. The multiple calls from Carla weren't helping him either.

He drove fast but cautiously knowing that the roads were slippery because it had just rained. He checked the time, seven twenty, he was late by ten minutes. After checking the time, he drove even faster.

He reached the cafe at seven twenty five. He sighed before getting out of his Range Rover, that his mother and father bought him as a gift for getting good grades and for winning the annual football season.

He wore his backpack and entered The Cozy Cafe. Harry found the name to be quite ridiculous however he agreed with the notion that the cafe was cozy.

He opened the door, the bell attached next to it chimed whenever it was opened. He stood in the entrance, searching for his friends. He walked around the retro cafe.

He spotted his friends, Louis and Niall sitting in a secluded booth. The two of them were drinking their coffee whilst bantering with each other, papers were scattered all around them. Harry immediately recognised them as the notes of their class.

"Ah there he is!" Louis said, Niall smiled at him. Harry walked them towards and slipped into his own seat, next to Louis.

"So, how's your revision coming out?" Harry asked them, scanning the menu even though he would be ordering his usual, pancakes with honey and hot coffee.

"I'm just glad that tests are over this. It was Hell." Niall said, grabbing a French fry from Louis's plate causing him to scowl at Niall. Niall rolled his eyes at Louis's reaction.

"So, your order?" Molly, the young waitress who always seemed to be disinterested in the customers asked Harry.

"Pancakes with honey and a hot coffee please," Harry said and Molly nodded. She scribbled the order down on the worn out notepad and left the boys to themselves.

Harry grabbed Niall's notebook and studied all that he wrote. Harry gave up after reading the first word because of his messy handwriting.

"You should learn how to write properly. You're a college student for God's sake Niall." Harry muttered under his breath. Niall ignored his comment because the words written on the paper weren't reaching his head.

"I tried to cross check, I regretted the thought as soon as I saw his notebook." Louis said chuckling. Harry let out a laugh. Niall flipped off both of them, tired of the criticism.

Harry felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and read the contact name, appearing on the screen: Carla

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