"Should I recognise that name?" Caitlin asked.
"I suppose. I'm in all the magazines, with my band. We're called 'One Direction'." Harry boasted.
"Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but, i've never heard of you till today." She said, taking out her iPhone, and began to play angry birds.
Suddenly, there was a big bang.
"Jesus!" Harry said as he clutched his heart.
"God, calm down dude, it's only your stupid fans." Caitlin sneered.
(A/N: By the way, I don't think directioners are stupid, i'm a directioner!)
"Our fans aren't stupid." Harry mumbled.
"Our fans aren't stupid." Caitlin mimicked.
"You're very nice, aren't you?" Harry said sarcasticly.
"Well sorry if i'm not treating you like all your fans do, I was meant to leave an hour ago, but, because of you I have to stay." Caitlin moaned.
"Look, i'm sorry, I did'nt mean for you to help me, you didn't have to, it's really nice, what you did for me, thank you." Harry said, smiling.
"It's okay, I forgive you." Caitlin said rolling her eyes.
Harry went over to the door.
"It looks like all the fans are gone." Harry said, excitedly.
"Okay, bye then." Caitlin said, as she got up to unlock the door.
"Wait." Harry said, as he was about to leave, "Can I please have your number?", He said with a pleading look on his face.
"Alright fine."
They exchanged phones and typed their numbers in.
"I'll call you." Harry said as he left.
Caitlin sighed as she watched him walk down the street.
She locked up the Cafe and began to walk home.
That was a long day, she thought to herself.
