Chapter 1: The Coffee Shop<3

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Ariella's POV:

"I'm going to work late tonight, so I won't be home for a while, don't wait up!" I called after my brother Ryan as I dropped him off at school.

"Ok, see ya later, love you!" Ryan said. Ryan is my 15 year old brother, who I take care of. Yea, Yea... don't even say it. I know you think I'm too young to care for Ryan, but I've been doing since I was 17 and our parents died. They died in a car crash on their way home from the store, there was a deadly thunderstorm that night. They couldn't control the car, and yea, you know what happened next. Many people have tried to take Ryan away from me, but no matter how hard I tried to take him from me, I wouldn't let them, so they gave up. Now here we are two years after our parents' death and Ryan and I are just fine. We live in the same house as before our parents even died. You see my parents weren't exactly rich, but they had what they needed. One of those things being a house and the land it was on to be fully paid for. They left the land and house and pretty much everything they owned to us. Not to mention the drunk driver who hit their car that night got sued, and we won. That got us quite a bit of money also. So as I see it me and my brother are just fine, and don't need anyone else. Its not like we have anyone else anyways. And before you even think or say it, no me and Ryan are not spoilt brats. All of the money we got, I paid all of our bills with. That way I know we'll always have our house, and everything we need, and I don't have to worry as much. I still have to work just like everyone else. And Ryan, he understands what is going on. He even gets why I do what I do. Why I... Nevermind...

~At Starbucks~

I walked in and wondered why it was so crowded. I shook off the thought and got to work. I was working for about an hour when the cafe filled up with screaming girls.. WTF?!?!?! Thats when it all started.

"Hey there beautiful, what's your name?" The tall boy with vibrant green eyes, chocolate brown curls, and a thick chesire accent said. Wait... That... That's Harry Styles.. From One Direction! Total fangirl inside. I've always been a fan of the boys. I almost went into a huge stage of depression, but the boys helped me through it. Well them and Ed of course. 

"Hey you alright?" he asked pulling me out of my thoughts. I shook my head a little.

"Yea, sorry. What can I get you?" I asked trying not to freak out like the few girls that had actually stayed in the cafe. I didn't want him to think I was some creeper, who stalked his every move... Well I mean I kind of do, but that's beside to point. He's just a normal guy, no different from me. Anyway... Suprisingly, I didn't freak out, at all.

"Well I want a coffee, your name, and your number." He said with a grin.

"My name is Ariella. Ariella Thompson. I can get you that coffee, and we'll see about my number." I replied smiling, going to get his coffee.

"Okay Ariella, you know, its really nice to be able to talk to a girl without them freaking out on me." He laughed.

"What do you mean?" I asked acting like I didn't know he was 1/5 of the biggest boy band in the world.

"Nothing. Nothing." He said taking the coffee from me, handing me the money, and his phone. I smiled.

"Well, I guess I'll give you my number, but you're not gonna like stalk me or something are ya?" I giggled typing my number into his phone, I handed him my phone putting on the dialler, and gave him his back, and he saved his number in my phone. He leaned across the small counter, and slipped my phone in my back pocket, kissed my cheek, and said,

"See ya later love." Just the way he said that, and how he acted made me feel safe. Then I had to do it. I ran up to him, grabbed his arm and said,

"See ya later Harry." I replied smiling up at him. Ugh! Why must I be so short?

"What?" He laughed at me. "I thought you didn't know who I was. I-I-What?" He asked, running his fingers through his hair.

"Well you were actually talking to me, and I didn't want you to think I only like you for your fame. Or that I'd be another one of those... you know crazy girls who would just leak your number and stalk you or something. Please don't be mad at me?" I pleaded.

"Ariella, I'm not mad." He said sweetly.

"Your not?" I asked confused.

"No. But one question." He said looking in to my eyes, then my small lips, while licking his larger ones.

"Anything." I said smiling. I was glad that all of the girls finally eveaporated. If no I'm sure this wouldn't be happening.

"Can I kiss you?" He said nervously. I couldn't speak. I just knew I'd say something stupid. So I nodded my head slowly. He wrapped his arms around my waist leaning downclosing his beautiful green eyes, as I closed my blue one, standing on my toes with his support on my waist of course, and finally my lips met his. It was pure bliss. I was surprised at it all really. I'm not usually like this, but with Harry its different. I feel safe with him. Even though I just met him. We slowly pulled away, and the look in his eyes showed that he felt the same as I did.

"I- Uhm- Wow... Ariella can I take you out tomorrow?" He asked smiling.

"Yes. I would love that." I said leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"See ya tomorrow babe, I'll text you." He replied pulling away from our embrace walking out of the shop. All I know is I can't wait for tomorrow.

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