I felt something warm pressing against my cheek. I opened my eyes to see Carissa's cat, Zen (quite the cliche name for a enlightenment jockey). I immediately sneezed, and in his face unfortunately. He hissed and jumped off the bed. I guess he deserved it for giving me such a rude awakening. Not that I didn't like cats in the first place, I'm just allergic to them. Then I breathed in the herb scented air and got up. Carrisa was in the kitchen fixing me my favorite breakfast: a blueberry bagel and a cup of Twinings tea. "Morning, bedhead," she said brightly. "Well someone's energetic this morning," I griped, "remind me to shut my door tonight, that damn cat keeps rubbing it's arse on my face." "Ok, ok. Now eat your breakfast before you ruin my vibes," she said. "You and your god damn vibes..." I mumbled as I began eating. I began chowing down on my amazing breakfast while Carissa scrolled through her Tumblr feed. "I thought you were trying to give up technology for a 'less stressful life?" I asked. "Nobody can deny Tumblr. Not even me," she answered. "Well I'm going to go get some coffee and go shopping," I said as I placed my dish in the sink. "But you just had tea!" she exclaimed. "Nobody can deny coffee. Not even me," I mocked. "Shutup will you?" she complained. I walked back to my room and got dressed. Then a grabbed my jacket and said my goodbyes to Carissa as I walked out the flat and into the freezing weather. I walked a few blocks to the local coffee shop, Kaffeine. I pulled open the door and ordered my usual, a plain black coffee. As I turned around to walk through the door, I ran into someone and spilled the coffee all over them. "Oh my god, I am so-" Then I looked up. It was the same curly haired boy from last night. "Do you have a habit of running into me or is this fate?," he said with a smirk. I stood there, dumbfounded for a couple of seconds before responding, "Or maybe its you who keeps purposely running into me?" I said sarcastically. "Maybe... Well at least let me buy you another coffee?," he offered. "You're going to make me feel guilty, but oh well," I said. I sat down at a table by the window as he walked up to the counter. "So what coffee was it, love?" he asked. "Just a plain, black, dark roast coffee," I answered. He payed the cashier for the drink and walked over to the table. After setting down in front of me, he sat down in the chair across from mine. "So, may I know your name?" he questioned. "It's Dawn, Dawn Marron," I said before taking a sip of the coffee. "And I suppose you want to know mine?" "That would be nice, yes." "My name is Harry Styles. Nice to meet you, Dawn," he said, extending his hand. I shook his hand, surprised at how big and soft it was. He had quite the grip. I finished my coffee as he watched me. "Am I really that interesting, or are you a rapist?" I said jokingly. "Oh no! I just... I don't know. You seem nice. Just wanted to get to know you, that's all!" "Alrighty then," I scoffed. He chuckled then got up out of his chair. He once more extended his large hand to me, this time to help me up. "How can you drink that? Black coffee?" he asked as I threw away the cup. "I'm just special," I said with a smile. "Sure seems so," he said. As I was about to say my goodbyes, he grabbed my shoulder, sending chills down my spine. "May I at least have your number, Dawn? Before you leave?" I laughed. "Sure thing." I pulled out my phone and handed it to him. "Just put your number in. And I'll handle your phone" I quickly grabbed the phone hanging out his pocket. "Oh wait, um. That's my work phone," he said grabbing for the device. I placed it back into his pocket as he pulled out a different phone and handed it to me. After exchanging numbers, we said our goodbyes and went seperate ways. That day went by quickly as I shopped at almost every store on the Rowe. Then I headed home to Carissa's, not telling her about this morning. Before I fell asleep, I got a text from someone. Best wishes for the best dreams xx -Harry And with a huge smile on my face, I drifted to sleep. ❀To Be Continued❀
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Next To You - {Harry Styles}
FanfictionIn the darkest of times, the light is present. What we must do, is find it. My name is Dawn Marron. I've never thought myself to be... significant in any way imaginable. I've always dreamed of some charming prince to take me away, no matter how cli...