£1.50 • hs

Chapter 37

It's Monday morning and it's been nice having the apartment to myself even though it was only last night because I've spent practically the whole weekend with Harry.

I miss Mia but I generally like being alone. I find peace within myself when I'm alone, before I met Harry I think I was a bit unhappy because I was lonely but I can honestly say I feel loved and being alone doesn't bother me as much.

I get changed into some blue jeans, a white shirt and tie my hair up into a messy bun not bothering to brush it out.

I grab my tote bag from my desk, pick up my folder and leave the apartment.

It's cold in the morning and I'm starting to regret the decision of not bring a jacket to wear but I can't be bothered to walk back to the apartment, besides I don't want to late meeting harry.

I've started going to Brewed earlier so then I can order my coffee before Harry does. I know it's only £1.50 but over time it adds up and he's got his own things to pay for. Like his rent, I know him and Niall are struggling, the only way they're able to pay for it is because they've been getting a few gigs but I know Harry's a bit worried they won't be able to keep it up for long.

I step into Brewed and smile at the familiar smell of coffee.

I walk up the counter and see the blonde guy behind the counter, whose name I still don't know...I feel a bit bad since he takes my coffee order pretty much every morning.

'Hey Lylah, the usual?' He smiles

I nod and give a small smile, 'yes please.' I say and pay in coins.

I sit down at the regular table at the back, which I'm thankful that it's never taken. Although because I'm so close with Amy she would probably tell them to move before I even got there.

I plop my folder down on the table and open it up to some of my notes I have sprawled out on paper with various colours of highlighter over them.

'Your coffee.' The coffee is placed on the side of the table and I thank the guy.

Almost straight away Harry walks through the door and spots me.

'I've got to start coming here earlier if you keep buying your coffees before I get here.' He chuckles and leans down to give me a kiss before sitting on the opposite end of the table.

'You gonna order?' I ask

'Oh yeah.' He chuckles and gets up.

I let out a little laugh and pick up my coffee.

Taking a sip the rich flavour of coffee fills my mouth and I'm in heaven. If heaven did exist this would be it. Coffee and Harry.

Harry takes a sit back down at the table and gives me a smile, 'how was your night?'

'Good, just relaxed really, nothing much, you?'

He plays with his fingers but keeps eye contact, 'same, Niall was out so I just ordered pizza.'

'Oh yum, what's Nialler been up to?' I smile.

He shrugs, 'the usual, you know, just being a social butterfly.'

I nod knowingly; he's never home because he's always out catching up with someone.

Just then Harry's coffee is placed in front of him; he says a quiet thank you and his hungry eyes follow the mug as he brings it up to his mouth.

'You're coming this Thursday right?' he asks placing his coffee down.

'To the gig?' I ask.

He nods, 'yeah, what else would you have on, on a Thursday night?' he says with a smirk.