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Coffee fuck

Walking into the small coffee store you had grown quite fond of, you see Christian working cashier. You and him had become friends now, by how many times you've been going to this place, and him knowing your order by heart now. You make eye contact with sending him a small smile, him returning one. He nods his head right for you to go sit down, knowing that he will have your order in no time. Nodding your head sending him another smile, you walk towards the small booth in the left corner, setting your bag down. Retrieving your money from your bag you hear the chair across you being pulled back, knowing it's Christian.

"Did you come and sit with me to talk about our little date we are having on Friday?" letting out a little laugh while gathering your money.

"Actually, I wasn't informed but sure," a deep horse voice said, which was not Christian. Quickly looking up to see memorizing green orbs, semi-long curly hair pushed back in an incredible attractive quiff you wouldn't think for someone to be able to pull off hair like that. Smirk visable on his perfect pink heart shaped lips. Little dots of acne on his skin, making it like his ance is making him less attractive, when it actually makes him more.

Chin set on the palm of his left hand, right arm tucked under and into his chest. Wearing a faded red and green flannel, on top of a clear white tee. The end of the sleeves rolled up showing a quite fancy looking watch. Noticing he has good fashion sense. You hear him clear his throat noticing how long you've been studying him, smirk growing bigger at your wide roaming eyes. Hands clenching the money tightly, into your chest.

"O-oh, I thought you were someone else," you say surpisinly clear, stuttering a little. He hums before leaning back into the chair, crossing his arms across his chest, very attractively. Before you can say anything, you see Christian coming in view smiling at you, before a frown comes upon his face as he sees, the man across from you. He comes in fully view for the mystery boy to see him too.

"Your order," he says scratchy, clearing his throat. He places my drink down, looking at me, holding his hand out for the money. Quickly putting the money in his hand, slighty touching his hand. He grips your hand for moment before relasing it and speaking.

"I'll call you later," he says smiling at you before looking at the boy across you who has a smirk of amusement across his face, giving him a stern look, causing the boy to roll his eyes. Christian walks away quickly, taking your drink into your hands, bringing the straw to your mouth, wrapping your lips around the straw, sipping on your drink, closing your eyes, smiling as the drink fills your throat with the delicious taste. Looking up at the boy who is biting his lips, whose eyes are staring at your lips. His eyes look up to meet yours, opening his mouth to speak.

"Harry," he says casually with a glint of spark in his green eyes. Nodding at him, asuming that hes saying his name, you take another sip of your drink causing, Harry, to groan. Lifting up your eyebrows in confusion. He stands up coming towards you before, grabbing your arm and pulling you up. Placing your drink down that was in your opposite hand.

"Wha-," you say quite shocked at his touch.

"Shh," he coos looking down at you, his figure being incredibly tall and lean. He pulls you toward the bathroom, practically dragging you to the bathroom. Kinda frighten at his harsh pull and tight grip. He must be really confident for him to grab you, being total strangers and push you into the boys bathroom. Opening it harshly, dragging you in there quickly.

"What, stop, I can't be in here," you whisper, so no men that are in the bathroom would know you're in there. He ignores you as he pushes every stall open for every one of them to be empty. Locking the door, he pulls you into the handicapped stall, locking the stall door shut. Breathing far heavier being locked into a tight space with this totally attractive stranger.