One Direction One Shots & Imagines

Starbucks - Harry Styles

I woke up to my alarm clock ringing. I smacked my hand on my nightstand multiple times until the noise stopped. I threw my blanket off me and slowly sat up. I didn't have plans for the day, so I decided that I would get ready, go to Starbucks, and then walk around the mall for a few hours. I got out of bed and made my way towards the bathroom. I quickly showered and then put my hair in a towel and put on a robe. I walked over towards my closet.

I decided that I was going to dress up a little more than I usually do. I put a pair white shorts and a pink V-neck t-shirt. I then blew dry my hair, and let it fall in it's natural waves. I applied a couple coats of mascara to my lashes, a little eyeliner to my bottom water line, and a coat of light pink lip-gloss. I threw a black blazer on and a cute pair of nude wedges. I walked downstairs and grabbed my purse and my cars keys.

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After about ten minutes, I pulled into the parking lot. I checked myself in the rearview mirror quickly and then got out of my car. I locked it and walked towards the front door. When I got inside, I noticed that it was much busier than it usually was. I got in line and pulled out my phone. I scrolled through my twitter timeline to pass the time.

Five minutes later, it was my turn to order. "Hi, Can I please have a venti iced nonfat chai tea latter? Thanks." The cashier told me how much it was going to cost, and I began to reach into my purse to grab my credit card. "I've got this. And can you make that two please?" I saw an arm reach in front of me and hand the cashier a credit card. I turned around to see who was the nice guy that was buying my coffee for me.

He was tall, with a mop of curly brown hair on the top of head. He had a white t-shirt on, with skinny jeans and white converse. He looked so familiar. His gorgeous green eyes met mine. I smiled at him. "Thank you. That was really sweet of you." He smiled back, as we made our way to other end of the counter to wait for or drinks. "No problem. I'm Harry." He stretched out his hand. "Imber. Would you care to join me? It's the least I can do for the boy who bought my drink."

"I was hoping you would ask." I blushed and looked away. I heard our drinks being called, and we grabbed and then went to look for a table. "It is really busy, do you want to grab a bench outside?" I nodded and he lead me outside towards a bench a few stores down.

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We sat on that bench for almost an hour. The conversation was just too easy between us; nothing seemed forced or awkward. I haven't talked to somebody like this in a long time. It was nice. I told him all about how I moved to London when I was sixteen, because I couldn't handle my parents constant bickering. And he told me all about his parents divorce when he was young. The whole time, I tried to figure out who he reminded me of.

"Okay Harry. I have to ask. It has been bothering me this whole time. But why do I feel like I have met you before?" He laughed. It was one of those laughs that were so loud, he had to clamp his hand over his mouth. It was a genuine laugh, not a forced chuckle. "Let me introduce myself again. I'm Harry. Harry Styles."

My jaw dropped. He was the Harry Styles, from One Direction. "I feel like an idiot. How did I not realize it was you?" I took a sip of my drink. "I'm glad you didn't. Because it meant you were talking to me because you enjoyed it, not because I am in One Direction."

I smiled at him. "I would take Harry who bought me coffee over Harry Styles from the world's biggest boy band any day." His gaze met mine. "Well then you would like to get dinner with me tonight?" I nodded. "I would love to."

He handed me in phone, to I could put my number in, and I handed him mine. We switched back. "As much fun as I am having, I promised my friend Nick I would help him with something. But I'll text you we can plan tonight." I nodded. "Yeah that sounds great." He pressed his lips to my cheek and then pulled me into a hug. "See you later, Imber."

"Bye Harry." He waved and walked away. I made my way to my car. When I got in, I heard my phone go off. I had a text message from "Harry who bought me coffee." I giggled and replied. I started the car and began to drive to the mall. I had to buy something new for my dinner with Harry.

Little did I know that a trip to Starbucks would have allowed me to meet the man I would end up spending the rest of my life with.