Stella #Wattys2015

Chapter 1

Harry's P.O.V.

Lonely days seemed to last forever. As a proped my head against the wall of the Starbucks Cafe i was sitting at, i finally realized that i didn't want to do this anymore. Yeah touring was fun and all but after 5 years of it, it was too much and after the Zayn left we were left broken and it wasn't right. Zayn was like a brother to me and all, but this time he really had betrayed me. I clearly remebered the last conversation i had with him before he left, over the phone, me all teary eyed and emotional as he told me that he had made up his mind about leaving, he told me that he had wanted to leave for a while which really got to me. I loved being in One Direction, its not that i want to leave but sometimes i wish i could just take a break and be a normal 21 year old but at the same time i didn't ever want this to end.

The cafe was pretty empty, it was early on a Monday morning and there was only few businessmen and women scattered around the premises which was good, i wouldn't be spotted and attacked by screaming girls like a normally was on a day to day basis. I held my head in my hands and rubbed my temples deeply. The exhaustion had really gotten to me and i was super stressed out and tired. I glanced at my phone which was vibrating, it was a call from management but since my phone was on silent and i didn't have the energy to deal with them right now i just ignored it and looked at the the menu above the counter, where a young man was standing making some sort of drink on the machine. i hadn't even ordered yet but i guess that i just enjoyed the peacefulness of sitting alone and undisturbed in a warm cafe. I picked my body up from the chair and slowly wandered over to the counter, hoping desperatly that i wouldn't be noticed and have attention drawn to me. I ordered a coffee in the largest size and hovered back to my table, looking gently out the window, thinking of my situation, how would i tell management and the band that i couldn't do this anymore, they would be crushed and for sure would not be able to continue as a threesome, i didn't know if i could do that to them. Suddenly i was pulled out of my deep thoughts and glanced up to see the most stunning face i had ever seen. She had beautiful piercing blue eyes and medium brown straight hair.Even with stains on her apron and some sort of powder or flour on her face she was gorgeous.

"Here is your coffee, sir" She said in a delicate voice, handing me my drink,

"Thanks, umm" I looked at her badge, "Stella"

"Is there anything else i could get for you" She asked smiling warmly,

"Umm, not really," I said, as she began turning away, but i grabbed her wrist and pulled her back,

"Argh what are you doing," She said slightly frightened,

"I just wanted to let you know that you are really beautiful, always remember that," I said smiling and blushing slightly,

"Thanks, thats the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," She said, her cheeks becoming crimson,

"Im surprised"

"What, why" She said confused,

"Because your the most beautiful girl i have ever seen and i'm surprised no one has ever told you that your stunning before,'" i blushed even more, "Never doubt that you're not" She turned on her heels and drifted away back into the kitchen, i took my coffee and left the cafe pulling on my coat and hopping into my car, driving at a slow pace back to the hotel, stuck in my thoughts once again.

Stella's P.O.V.

I had an eruption of butterflies in belly. I had never thought of myself as beautiful or gorgeous or anything, i had a very low self esteem but that was okay because i knew i wasn't as stunning as most girls and i knew that i would never be that beautiful but a stranger just told me i was beautiful. Maybe he was just some creep who wanted to rape me, maybe he could tell i had no self confidence and wanted to make me feel better or there was always the possibility that he actually truly meant it, but that was highly unlikely and far from the truth. As a wandered back to the kitchen at the Starbucks where i worked i pressed my back against the door to the kitchen and slid down to the floor, it was the truth, i had never had anyone tell me that before, not even my horrible parents, and it was overwhelming to let it sink in. i started to wonder about who this mysterious guy was and if maybe one day i would see him again, but for now i would have to keep living my sucky life.