I grab my coffee and choose a table at the back of the café away from all the other People. I'm in Deep thought when a figure with curl hair and hazel green eyes sits in the chair across from me.
"Hello." he says with his deep British accent that makes girl melt. Just that simple hello catches my attention. It makes me want to find out more about him.
"Hi." I slightly blush and push my hair out of my face. He smiles back. His dimples making indents in his cheeks.
We sit there in silence for about twenty minutes but it only feels like two. The silence isn't an awkward one it's comforting.
"I'm hazel." I state trying to strike up some sort of conversation.
"And I am Harry. Harry styles."
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His laughter echoes throughout the café. It's very contagious. Harry and I have been talking for about two hours now. There is no space in the conversation there is always something being said.
"So. Where do you go to school at?"
"I got to Manchester high. I'm somewhat of a new student. I just moved back from the states to live with my mum again." Harry explains.
"Ahh, Where in the states?"
"Virginia. I was staying with my aunt because my mom thought I need a little discipline."
"Oh. So your a trouble maker?" I pester on with questions.
"Correction I was. I use to hang out in the wrong crowd, but once I moved down there I got my grades up, met new people that changed me. Made me better I guess you could say." I nod my head in understand meant.
I look at my phone and see that it's six o'clock. I've been here since about two. That means this hazel eyed boy and I have been talking for four hours straight. I guess once you get are getting to know someone interesting the time just passes.
"Wow. It's already six. I guess I better get going before my mum has a heart attack." I giggle and little at the end.
"That's crazy. Yea I should too. My mom might think I'm getting in trouble." He laughs. Oh god his laugh...
"Before you go um could I have your number. You know to um talk." He stammers out.
I grab a pen out of my purse and grab the napkin on the table top and write my number down. I hand Harry the napkin and stand up from the table.
"Text me. I wanna hear more about you troubled past." I say as I start to walk away.
"No goodbye?" He shouts a little.
" I don't say goodbye. It's means I'm leaving forever. And I'm not. I plan on staying not leaving styles." I say back.
"So hello then?" I smile and then turn around and continue to walk out. But I stop when I get to the door and turn around and say "hello Harry." And then disappear out of the small café in the middle of town.
