What's a pretty girl like you doing in London?

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I finally got somewhat aquatined in my new flat, and I laid on my bed letting out a sigh. I had an idea that maybe I should go walk around, so I threw on some black skinny jeans, a cream colored jumper, and combat boots. I turned the corner of the sidewalk, noticing a quaint little cafe so I walked in, the aroma of coffee filling my nose. I stood in line patiently tapping my foot when I noticed a tall frame standing infront of me. I quickly noticed his resemblance to that popstar, Harry Styles. It didn't cross my mind that it was him, so I continued waiting. After he ordered he turned around, his emerald eyes meeting mine.

I stood silent my eyes widening. It was him. Harry Styles. I was never a "fangirl" or anything of them but I've always found him attractive.

"Bit shocked are you love?" He smirked with a cheeky smile.

"No- uh I'm fine." I assured with a small smile.

"We'll, I'm Harry. Nice to meet you." He stated, sliding one of his hands in his pocket. "And you are?"

"Paige." I smiled weakly. By now, the people behind us in line began to groan at us holding up the line.

"Oh, erm maybe we can get to know eachother a bit more?" He smiled ushering me to a nearby table.

"Sure, Ill be there in a minute." I smiled,facing the cashier to place my order.

I was handed my cup of coffee and I scanned the room for Harry. I saw him in the corner of the shop sitting and a high up table surrounded by windows. I slowly walked over trying not to act anxious. I slid into the chair, putting my over-the-shoulder bag on the back of the chair.

"So." Harry said, pressing his lips to his warm drink. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here in London?" He smirked, setting his drink down anticipating my answer.

"I'm going to college here." I replied, my cheeks slightly turning red.

He chuckled a bit. "Why here? You sound... American."

I giggled a bit. "I've always loved it here. I used to visit when I was younger."

He nodded in comprehension, taking another sip.

We talked and laughed the whole afternoon about everything, and we really got to know each other. I checked my phone for the time when I noticed it was more dark outside.

"Oh my god, it's already 7. I better get going." I said standing up and smoothing out my jumper. "It was nice meeting you, Harry."

"You too." He smirked, leaving the cafe.

** SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT ITS KINDA LIKE A HOW THEY MET I PROMISE THE OTHER ONES WILL BE LONGER.

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