Harry Styles Imagines

Starbucks Boy

[Starbucks Boy]
©Nouis_Strikes_Again

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The next day rolled around quicker than you had intended it to. And around the same time as yesterday, you found yourself walking into the same café.

Pulling your drenched hoodie down and digging your hand into your handbag, you made your way to the counter.

"Hey, what can I get you today?" A new employee asked.

"Just a Strawberry and Creme Frappuccino in a grande please." You offered a quick smile before pulling out your cash.

"£4.45 thank you." Handing the woman your money, you gave your name and took back your change.

"You turned up." You jumped and looked back to see Harry standing close, grinning at you.

"You're here?" He chuckled and strolled over to you; a hot beverage in one hand and food in the other.

"Of course I'm here. Had to know if the princess would show up." Sighing at the pet name, Harry cheekily smiled and sipped at his drink. It was different from yesterday.

"You have a different drink." You pointed, backing out of the way so other customers could order.

Now that you look around, the café is a bit more jammed with people today.

"And you don't." Harry brought you back. "What one is that?" He asked inspecting the drink like some sort of lost fossil.

"It's the, uh," you cleared you're throat," the Strawberry and C-Creme Frappuccino." Harry raised his eyes up to you at your stutter.

His gaze gleamed with mischief and you restricted yourself from letting any blush rise on your cheeks. And to be more of a pain for you; he inched himself closer with such a straight face that you reluctantly tore your stare away.

"I'll have to try that tomorrow then." He whispered almost like is was some type of spell he thought could pull you under his charm.

"[Y/N]!" You heard your name and paced over to retrieve your drink.

"[Y/N] huh?" Harry said relaying your name through his mind. "It's a beautiful name." His sincerity crashing waves against you.

"T-thanks." You barely choked out before pushing your way out through the entrance.

"Hey wait!" You looked back while pulling your hoodie up to see Harry pull a beanie out from under his coat.

"What do you want Harry?" You shivered from the cold as he fixed his beanie on his head before smiling down at you.

" Let me walk with you." He said in more of a demand than a question.

"No thanks." He puffed a cheek out before grinning and running towards you.

"Come on! I want to take you somewhere!" His hand grabbed yours and pulled you along as you yelled surprised, making sure your drink didn't spill.

Harry pulled you through the crowds along the footpath but made sure to take the way out of the rain.

Another shiver ran through you and you gave Harry's hand a firm squeeze. He threw back a smile at you before slowing his pace to a walk.

"W-where are we going?" Your teeth clattered as Harry suddenly pulled you under his arm. If your eyes could be any kitchen utensils right now, they'd be saucers.

"One of my favorite places."

. . .

"The library..." you breathed as Harry walked you both into the somewhat quiet building; his arm still tightly wrapped around you.

Half of your drink was now gone as you sipped yet another sip. Harry kept quiet as he pulled you through the shelves and over to a secluded area.

"Here." He looked down before letting you step forward in awe.

It was a table fitted for four against a clear window giving you the essence of the day. The whole place was heated so you could enjoy your beverage while watching the rain decorate the city.

"Wow."

"I know right." Harry came forward and pulled out your chair. "Princess." He offered as you rolled your eyes but smiled at him.

"Thanks Harry." His eyes slightly widened as you both held a frozen stare. But to your relief, his face softened as he pulled your chair in and sat beside you.

Quietly sipping at your drink, you stared out the window, shivering every now and then at how cold it must be.

Though a question interrupted your train of thoughts as you turned to Harry who was already staring at you.

"Harry?"

"Yes princess?" He finished his drink and pushed it away from himself. Your gaze looked down at the table before you felt one of Harry's hands take yours in his hold.

"You approached me yesterday." Your stare met as his hand tightened around yours. "Why?"

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he glanced out the window and back at you.

"I thought it was obvious." He grinned as you rolled your eyes though you couldn't hide your smile.

"Not for me." You whispered as Harry cautiously raised a hand towards your face. Watching his actions, he swallowed his nerves before placing his palm on your cheek.

"Because I like you [Y/N]." You laughed quietly to yourself and looked back up to see that Harry's serious face had not faltered.

"Oh." Leaning out of his chair a little bit, he leant towards you causing your heart rate to pick up.

"I want to kiss you." He breathed as your bottom lip trembled. His hot breath played along your lips as he looked between you and them for permission.

With a simple close of your eyes, Harry smiled at the access he now had before leaning himself closer.

"But I won't." His words caught you off guard as you opened your eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow [Y/N]."

And with that, he upted and left leaving you in a daze.