One Direction Imagines

Harry Imagine: How You Meet

You're in New York City visiting your aunt and you decide to go to a cafe on Broadway near NYU to read your book for school.
You get your coffee and sit down on a couch in the front left corner of the mostly empty cafe. The door opens and the bell dings as a brown curly haired boy walks in.
"Could I get a large cappuccino?" He's British, the voice is somewhat familiar.
"5 dollars and 57 cents." The young boy barista says.
The British boy hands over a credit card and waits for his beverage. Once he gets the cappuccino he glances around for a place to sit and your eyes lock. You quickly look back down to your book, embarrassed. You notice him out of the corner of your eye walk over and sit down on the other side of the couch.
"Ah, To Kill a Mockingbird. A classic." He says to you. You finish the sentence you're on and dog ear the page.
"Uh yeah. I have to read it for school but I don't mind cause I like it. It has meaning." You reply.
"Right? I read it awhile back." He says, taking a sip of his cappuccino. "I'm Harry by the way."
"Ohh, I know where I know you. You have a nice singing voice." You snicker and take a large sip of your coffee. "I'm (y/n)."
"Nice to meet you, you're a fan?"
"I guess yeah, but more of your new music, I like your new style."
"Thanks, it means a lot." He says while smiling. "We're really trying to make our sound more us and less typical boyband-like." He adjusts his sitting position and you could've sworn he scooted several inches closer to you on the couch. "So you're from around here?" He asks.
"No I'm from (your hometown). My aunt lives here and I'm visiting her as well as touring NYU. Are you on tour right now or just visiting?"
"I love New York City, so I'm just here enjoying myself on break." He smirks a little. Was he flirting? "So college soon? How old are you?"
"I just turned 18 last month, I'm a senior in high school. My birthday present was a plane ticket to come here." You respond. He smirks when he hears you're an adult. Maybe he's a little dirty, that's okay it's cute.
"So, (y/n), what are your plans for tonight? Because I was thinking we could maybe get dinner or something."
"What, like a date?" You say, smiling at him.
"Well, yeah." He replies as he smirks.
(To be continued in another imagine if you guys like this one)