Logan's POV
"You just met the guy... and you're already going to get coffee with him?" Louis asked me, pouring himself a cup of tea. "I-I... yeah..." I sighed, "And, I need to go house and job hunting. I hate burdening you and El with my stay."
Louis let out a chuckle, his brows knitting together as he shot me a glare. "You're not a bother at all. It's nice to have you around here."
"I'll just take Darce to day care today, so you and El can have some time together." I winked, a cheeky grin taking shape on my lips. He laughed along with me, nudging me playfully. "I'm glad to have you here Lo." He smiled.
"I'll be back around noon." I waved, I gently grabbed Darcy's hand, walking to the door and spotting the cab I had called a few minutes ago.
"Be safe." Louis called, leaning against the door frame.
"I will!"
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I walked out out of the day care center and decided to walk the block to Starbucks, I was a tad bit nervous about this little date. I constantly found myself fixing my hair and makeup, my palms growing sweaty as I neared the building.
I saw Liam leaning against the street sign, his neck bundled in a scarf, his gloves sticking out from the pocket of his coat.
"Hey!" I smiled, running across the icy streets and somehow into his arms. "You look beautiful today." He laughed, walking me into the Starbucks and grabbing a chair for the both of us.
"Thanks. You look... warm." I joked, removing my gloves and sticking them into my tote.
"I'll get us our drinks, what would you like?" He asked, standing and grabbing his wallet from the pocket of his jeans.
"Just a skinny vanilla latte please."
"Anything else?"
"That's it, thanks Liam." I said, my cheeks aching from the smile I had on my face.
He moved into the line, making eye contact with me once in a while, his bright smile illuminating the room.
"Hey." A deep voice whispered into my ear, a hand taking place on my shoulder and giving it a light squeeze. I gasped out loud, my heart pounding out of my chest from all the shock.
I shifted in my seat, turning around and looking up at the stranger. My breath caught in my throat, mouth growing dry when his green eyes connected with mine.
"Harry?" I muttered, eyes widening with shock.
"What are you doing here alone?" He asked, taking a seat across from me. I adjusted my thick wool cardigan, clearing my throat before speaking. "Uhm.. I'm not alone." I whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Who are you with then?" Harry's voice was low, his knuckles growing white as he clenched and unclenched his fists.
"A friend, Haz." I mumbled, playing with the ends of my hair.
The amount of intimidation I was receiving from his was unbearable, I tried my best to avoid his gaze, but I just couldn't.
"Here's your drink." Liam smiled, handing me my latte, he stopped in his tracks when he had seen Harry, his lips pressing into a tight line before he spoke.
"Harry... please go." I whispered, shooting him a desperate look. He abruptly stood, the legs of the chair scraping against the floor. A look of hurt was etched into Harry's face, eyes focused on the glass door. He slowly came to a hesitant halt, looking back at me with watering eyes, "Have fun Lo.."
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A Little Bit of Love Hate
Fanfiction"Wait!" Harry called, following after me, his hand grabbing mine. "Why?!" I questioned, my voice rising with frustration. A puzzled look etched into his features, his green eyes narrowing with question. "What do you mean..?" He asked, his voice ras...
