Imagines

Harry Styles #6

You walk into the coffee shop after class, loking forward to your favorite latte. Thanks to your busy college schedule, you have your worst class (Calculus) first thing in the morning every other day. The only thing that gets you through the class is the thought of a nice, warm wake-me-up. As a result, you're usually a frequent visitor to the shop.

You smile at the boy behind the counter, Harry. He was very cute, with green eyes and long, dark curls, but you can never build up the courage to ask him out. Heck, you don't even know if he has a girlfriend. So, instead of working up the courage like you can never seem to do, you simply order what you always do.

"Ah, the usual again I see," Harry winks. You try not to blush and only nod, before hurrying over to a little table.

A few minutes later, your name is called. You go up to Harry, who gives you your latte and a napkin. You smile and thank him before going back to your seat. You sip at your drink and savor the taste, smiling to yourself. Harry always made the coffee just the way you like it.

There are a few others in the shop but overall, the atmosphere is calm and quiet. You lift your cup to take a sip, but accidentally slosh some of the drink over the cup and onto the table.

"Shit," you mutter, grabbing the napkin. However, before you use the napkin to wipe up the coffee, you notice some writing on the material with black ink. You frown and unfold the napkin, gasping at what you see.

'Call me? ;) -Harry' is written on the napkin and underneath is his number. You turn around in your seat and see Harry smirking at you.

'Well?' he mouths.

You smirk to yourself as you plug Harry's number into your phone. After that, you get up and grab a pen from a nearby table. You quickly write on the napkin, underneath Harry's words, before going up to the boy and wordlessly handing him the napkin.

Harry unfolds it and smirks at what he sees.

'It's a deal.'