He was sat in the same seat he has everyday.
Drinking his vanilla latte, as he typed away on his laptop.
He always comes around to the coffee shop, 8am, most likely before work and 1pm, most likely during his lunch break.
Always sitting in the same booth, he orders his signature vanilla latte and cream cheese bagel.
He's quite, mysterious. None of the employees have ever held a conversation with him.
Which is strange since he is here twice a day.
Sleek, black skinny jeans and a denim jacket always adoring his slim, yet muscular body.
I can't help but stare, all the girls working at the shop will kill just to take his order.
Although he would never seem interested in their kind voices as they bend down slightly, hoping their visible cleavage will spark his interest.
The girls obviously annoyed when he does not look up from his MacBook.
As I stood by the counter, I realised his order had not been taken. It's strange since the girls always jump at the chance to talk to him as soon as he walks through the door.
I look around, noticing all the employees are currently occupied. Meaning I had to walk over to the handsome man and take his order myself.
I was the only girl to work here that has not taken his order, since one of the girls always seem to beat each of us to it.
I slowly walk over to the mysterious angel, my light brown apron swaying over my tight black skirt.
"Excuse me sir, are you ready to order?" I quietly speak, intimidated by his dominant appearance.
Of course I already knew what he was going to order, but I could not jump to conclusions.
From the corner of my eye I can see the other girls watching our every move.
He looks at me, taking in my features. I hear a couple gasps from behind the counter, the girls obviously surprised he had acknowledge one of us. Especially me.
"A vanilla latte and cream cheese bagel, thanks love" he smirks, still searching my face.
I'm starstruck, as well as the girls, that he is not only staring at me, but also just called me love.
I quickly note his order down, scurrying off, embarrassed by the situation and not knowing how to handle it.
As I walk back to the counter, I come back to a group of obviously shocked women.
"April, what the hell just happened?" Hannah whispers loudly.
Seeing the man at the booth, still staring at me and watching my movements. Curious in the conversation happening between me and my colleagues.
"He is so into you, you lucky bitch!" Hannah whispers harshly, with love in her voice, letting me know she's joking.
"I.. I don't know" I stutter. Still shocked by the events that just took place.
Chantelle then places his order into my hands "Go! Take it to him!" She says.
Nervous, I take his order over to him. He had still not taken his eyes off me, watching me walk over to his booth.
"Vanilla latte and cream cheese bagel, Sir." I stutter. Why is he so intrigued by me? Do I have something on my face?
"Thank you... " I see him glance down to my breasts, my heart started to race thinking how disgusting his behavio- "April.. Thankyou"
Right, he was looking at my name tag, not my breasts. Jesus April.
My heart slowed slightly, still not calm due to the fact I have not left this beautiful mans gaze.
"No problem, Sir" I mumble, ready to turn away before my left wrist was taken into his soft, rugged hands.
Before I was turned around, I see the girls attempting to make drinks as they still watched our interaction.
I turned to him, to be met with his light, chocolate brown eyes.
"Zayn" he says. I was left slightly confused, he must of been able to tell since he elaborated.
"My names Zayn, Baby girl." he mutters under his breath.
My eyes widen and my breathing slows. There is no way I heard that correctly.
Although he had started sipping on his usual drink, typing away on his laptop. Seeing his heavy smirk while he had his head turned away from me, I knew I had heard his words correctly.
I quickly stumbled off, utterly surprised.
I hurried back to the counter, where a group of awaiting girls were ready to hear what just happened.
Although I myself, had no idea.
