Croissant ~ h•s

Ch.1

Penelope's P.O.V

Tonight was going really slow and Harry hasn't come in yet which was weird. I asked my boss to play my music throughout the shop and she agreed as long as it was appropriate. I obviously chose Lana Del Rey since she was one of my favorites. American came on and I hummed along as I leaned on the counter.

I started cleaning up the area and getting more straws, covers, napkins, etc. I was still humming along and too distracted that I didn't see anyone come in.

"A Lana fan as I can see" I heard a familiar voice from behind me. I jumped a little and turned around to see Harry smiling widely. I looked down as I turned red and he chuckled.

"What would you like today?" I asked trying not to look at him.

"What's your favorite song by her?" He asks me. To be honest I couldn't pick one, all of them were great.

"I can't choose it's to hard." I say finally looking up at him. He had the same smirk on his face like everyday.

"Me neither all of them are good songs," He says. I nodded my head agreeing. "I would like a hot chocolate and a butter croissant please."

"Name?" I asked. I wonder if I should stop asking for his name. I mean he's almost been here for three weeks everyday he would be thinking that I already knew it.

"Harry." He says with the same smirk since I've seen since the first day he came in. I nodded my head and wrote down his order and told him how much it was. Once he got done paying he'd give me a two dollar tip which he started doing a week ago.

I walked away and got his butter croissant heated while my co worker made his hot chocolate. Once his croissant was done heating I put it in a bag and wrote his name on the paper and called out his name.

He came and said, "You forgot something." I looked at him confused not knowing what I done. "You're number would be great Penelope. You seem cool so we should hang sometime and get to know each other. Plus I'm new here maybe you could help me out."

Did he just ask me for his number? Or am I dreaming? If I am dreaming, this is one that I don't wanna wake up from. Why would someone like him give me a chance? I mean I'm not that great. I was deep into thought that I haven't answered him yet. "Um yeah of course. I hope we can hang out soon." He nodded and smiled as I wrote down my number on the bag that his croissant was in.

He walked out saying bye to me and I said bye back. For the first time ever I wanted to get off work early and just wait for his text message.

Harry's P.O.V

Penelope was very pretty and she seemed really nice. She was the only reason I came to the café everyday. I never came for the croissant and hot chocolate, in fact after coming for a week I'd just give my order to my mum since I was getting tired of eating it everyday.

Today I finally got the courage to ask for her number. I knew it was the right time when she was humming along to Lana and I myself have heard of Lana. I wouldn't say I heard all of Lana's songs but some of them I enjoyed.

I was shocked when she actually gave me her number. I was thinking she already had a boyfriend or didn't like me but when she gave it to me I think that was the highlight for me after coming into a new country.

We moved because my mum got a really good job offer and of course she took it. I didn't mind though, I thought coming to America was gonna be exciting and so far it has been.

Last week I had my first day of school but school has already been going for months. I noticed Penelope wasn't at the same high school as I was so I figured that she went to a different school which kind of sucks.

I was already a senior and next year I'm off to college. I don't know what I want to do for the rest of my life yet but I can feel it coming like the answer is right there but the cats got my tongue. I've already applied to tons of colleges and I would be more than happy if I made it to one.

I decided to text Penelope since she's probably waiting...or at least I hope. There was something about Penelope that drew me in. I don't what it is but it got me curious.

She was unique in her own way. She wasn't the girl with light hair and light eyes. She had long dark brown hair and dark brown eyes but once in a while if the sun is hitting her eye at the right angle you can see the color lighten up.

I finally figured out what to text her and sent her a message.

Penelope's P.O.V

(291)-748-0184:
Hey it's me Harry from the café. Is this Penelope?

My heart was beating fast when I got the text and I quickly replied.

Me:
Hi Harry and indeed this is Penelope :)

Harry:
Oh thank god you didn't give me a fake number. I know we barely know each other but do you wanna meet up sometime to get to know each other better? I also need help around the town since I'm new here :)

Me:   
No I would never do that! And yeah sure I just need to check my work schedule since I only get one day off a week :)

Harry:
Thank you so much I really appreciate it. See you tomorrow usual time?

Me:
I'll be waiting :)

This is possibly the most exciting thing that has happened to me since I first saw Harry.

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A/N
OKAY WELL THERES CHAPTER ONE IDC IF I GET ANY VIEWS I JUST WANNA WRITE TBH BUT THE VIEWS AND LIKE STUFF LIKE THAT IS MUCH APPRECIATED AND MAKES ME SMILE. SO LIKE FIRST OF ALL THAT NUMBER IS FAKE THAT ISNT HARRYS NUMBER I LITWRALLY JUST CLOSED MY EYES AND WROTE WHATEVER I GOT AND YEAH I DONT REALLY HAVE A SCHEDULE OF WHEN IM UPDATING BUT ILL TRY ONE CHAPTER WVERYDAY PR EVERY TWO DAYS AND THE LEAST IS PROBABLY ONLY ONE CHAPTWR A WEEK BUT THATD ONLY WHEN IM BUSY WITB COLLEHBALL AMD SCHOOL SO YEAH ILY BYE