barista!harry

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yeah, I know the picture above isn't of a cafe, but Harry looks like a lil barista and I just can't handle it oh god okay

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Harry stood at the cash register, looking at the empty tables.

It had been three hours since the café opened, and still nobody had come inside. Harry was exhausted and bored.

A cute boy with light blue eyes walked up to the door, looked at their sign with a sad face, and turned away.

"Liam, did you turn the sign?"

Liam shrugged. Harry, however was quick to rush to the doors, flipping the sign around.

"Hi, sir!" The pretty boy turned around and grinned.

"Hello! I didn't know you were open!" Harry invited the man out of the cold fall air and into the warm shop.

"Would you like anything?"

The man scanned the menu and bit his lip softly. His pink, puffy lips...but Harry didn't notice at all. Nope.

"I'll have a black coffee and a crepe."

"Name?"

"Louis." Harry was enchanted by Louis already. His voice, his eyes, his lips...to top it all off, his nose and cheeks were red from the cold. "Will do, Louis."

Louis went and sat in a small booth facing the window, glancing at the people walking by.

"Louis!" His thoughts were interrupted and he thanked the barista boy.

"Would you like to come sit? You don't look very busy." The boy nodded. He couldn't have been much younger than him, maybe a few years.

"What's your name?"

"Harry. Harry Styles." Louis grinned.

"Louis Tomlinson."

The boys shared laughs and stories of old friends before they got to the subject of dating.

"My ex used to get annoyed when I would bake. I always made a really big mess." Louis laughs.

"That's why I date men, my friend."

Harry's eyebrows shoot up. "You're gay too?" Louis looks up from his coffee. "Wait, what do you mean by 'too'?"

"I'm gay."

Louis smiles, his eyes crinkling slightly. "Well, great! Um, do you have the time?"

Harry looks at his watch. "It's about 11."

"Shit, okay, could you bring me the check really quick? I'm afraid I have to cut our conversation short."

Harry nods and grabs the receipt off of the machine, scribbling down his number.

"Call me if you ever want to do this again," he says as he walks Louis out the door.

Louis reaches on his tiptoes and kisses Harry's cheek. "I promise."

He walks away with a big smile, and makes a promise to to the small coffee shop every day.

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ok this kinda sucked but it's like 2am and I'm not all that focused but I hope you enjoy :)

xoxo
Lexi

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