Sensitive

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A/n
the video is a little long but it went well with the theme of this book so I just put it up (don't watch if you don't wanna, it just makes its a lot better) Thanks! hope you enjoy!

Harry's pov

It was quiet and relaxing and I knew no one would be coming into the coffee shop right now because no one ever actually came in here. Unless they were lost or this was there favorite place.

I looked around observing my surroundings one last time before I pulled out the old leather journal, it was old but new and I had about 100 of them. They helped me a lot and I couldn't help but feel relieved as I scribbled down the thoughts swirling around in my head along with other tweaks
'when it's silent and you're alone it's relaxing, until you realize you're alone with them'
I scribbled on the empty page and stared at it for a while before drawing little doodles because it's always quiet here and there is nothing to do.

I sighed putting down the journal and pen I was currently holding and walking over to the radio so it wouldn't be silent and lonely anymore. I turned the knob when I reached the old dinosaur and the song cigarette daydream by cage the elephants began.

I walked around the counter again and sat on a stool listening and doodling and humming along to the melody of the lyrics until I heard the bell and my head shot up surprised..

Dayana's pov

"you're nothing but a stupid sensitive little bitch who doesn't understand the meaning of get lost and don't come back! are you seriously that ignorant go away no one wants you here. You might of got here but you are awful" Cali sneered in my face and my jaw dropped not expecting her to say
" cali. listen. I didn't mean to make you upset I'm sorry I got in the show case and you didn't I just. I mean I didn't even pick who's piece got in and and I-" She glared at me and I stopped my sentence in the middle knowing she isn't listening to a word I was saying.

she took a step forward advancing on me. I didn't even know what was happening all I know is I wasn't going to fight her. I would surely loose. She was 5'10 and I oh I was 5'4 not even I barely was even 5'4. " I'm just. I'm gonna go" I mumble and step to the side grabbing my bag and leaving.

she was insane to think I would fight her. Let alone talk to her. Cali doesn't understand ' I had nothing to do with picking the piece'.

I sighed about the twelve time today and walked down the street not really caring where I was going. I was just wondering around aimlessly. it was a quiet day and a silent road I was taking. which I was thankful for, Cali's damn outburst made me get a migraine and I felt sick. I turned a corner and stopped looking at the sign above me.
'but first coffee'
was what it said and I smiled wide. I turned to my right and pushed the door open, taking in the scent of coffee beans and Vanilla. I scanned my eyes over the room and loved what I saw. The place was vintage but cute. It was dimly lite and had couches ,tables, a giant bookshelf that stretched on a whole wall, and finally a curly haired boy who was staring at me curiously.

I held his gaze for a second before looking away and at my feet. I looked up again and he was still staring so I made my way forward to order a drink.

when I reached the cash register and was observing me and I him. I was about to open my mouth when he beat me to it. "hi what can I get you" he asked quietly and I smiled he was shy and so was I so this has to be good.

" um I uh-" blushing I looked down and fiddled with my fingers. SERIOUSLY did I just stutter in front of this man of a god and now I was blushing! kill me already. "could I have a-um a iced coffee with whip cream on the t-top" I stuttered and he smiled. He nodded and put it in the cash register. "anything else for you, cream sugar, anything" he grinned and I shrunk a little. "sorry Um cream and sugar please" I looked down again and saw a journal examining it.

" what's this" I asked pointing to a journal. his eyebrows knitted together and looked me dead in the eyes. "it's nothing" he growled and snatched it up placing it under the counter. "oh um-I uh sorry.....Harry" I stuttered reading his name tag. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "don't be" was all he said before he turned his back to me and started making my drink.

I walked away and sat on one of the couches in the corner where it wasn't very bright. I didn't like bright light and I didn't like the tension between me and the coffee guy or as his name tag recalled harry.

He was laughing and smiling just a minute ago and then he was sneering and glaring. Maybe all people don't understand I can't help what I do I just do it. I put my head in my hands and sigh. This has been the longest day of my life and I just really need it to be over with because eventually I'm just gonna give up.

I heard someone clear there throat in front of me and I look up finding a boy with blue eyes and red hair. "can I he-help you" I stutter and he grinned. "yes you can actually, My name is Damian and my friends over there" he pointed to two other guys standing outside, I could see them because of the large window. " they wanted to get to know you so you're coming with me" he says grabbing my arm and hoisting me up. Still not releasing he tried dragging me to the door. " no, let- let me g-go please" I begged scared out of my mind. he couldn't take me.no way.

"Stop" I yelled as he gripped my arm tighter. That's when everything went in slow motion. I saw a fist collide to Damian's jaw, him falling to the ground and arms snake around my waist bringing me to the strangers chest.

"I think it would be a good move on your part if you got the fuck out of here" I heard a deep voice growl. It wasn't just any deep voice though, it was the coffee shop guys voice Harry.

"jeez mate I was just trying to have a little fun I mean with a girl as fit as her and so innocent it would have been great" he replies sticking his hand out to touch my face. I fliched and was pulled away from Damian's touch quickly. "Leave" Harry's voice was deep and strong sending warning to him.

Damian looked me over one more time before exiting the shop and leaving with his friends. Harry's grip leaves my waist and I feel cold for some reason, like his hands should stay there. I turn around quickly and he has his gave already on me. "I-um i sorry" I stumble with my words. "sorry for what" he said confused and I sigh. He doesn't know? "I'm sorry you had to step in, and I'm sorry I can't take care of myself and I'm just I-i can't it's like" tears form in my eyes and I grab my bag from the couch running out of the coffee shop in embarrassment and shock.

Harry's pov

i watch as she runs out and away. she was strange but beautiful and a mystery to me and probably that Damian guy that tried to kidnap her. She was innocent and broken. But strange and confusing. And finally breath taking and courageous. I will find her again to ask why she left and why she ran beside that girl was a mystery. and aren't mystery suppose to be solved?