Texting Harry Styles

Coffee

Harry: Gooooooodd morningg

Lana: It's literally 2 oclock in the afternoon

Harry: Isn't that morning?

Lana: -.-

Harry: sorrryy, I had a meeting 

Lana: It's okay, I only just woke up anyway

Harry: lazy bones

Lana: pfffttt yeah right, how did the meeting go?

Harry: swell. We were discussing the tour, we have three days off and then it starts again.

Lana: oh, that's not very long

Harry: I know, it sucks

Lana: yeahhh...but we can still text right?

Harry: of course! :)

Lana: yay! 

Harry: I was thinking maybe we could hang out today? Only if you want to of course...

Lana: I would love too H, when and where?

Harry: How about...starbucks in 30 minutes?

Lana: 30 minutes?! And also you do realise there's like a 1000 Starbucks in London...

Harry: fine, the one on bridge street near where you live :)

Lana: I thought you meant in London...

Harry: I decided to be a gentleman and come to you rather than the other way around, plus it's not as busy :)

Lana: that's odlly sweet of you, thankyou

Harry: oddly? Am I not sweet all the time? ;)

Lana: shutup 

Harry: okay I will, now get ready because I'm kind of already here

Lana: will people not recognise you?

Harry: I'm wearing one of my fabulous disguises, I doubt it

Lana: oh god

Harry: GET READY

Lana: okay okay I am

Harry: yay :p

*****

After practically dragging myself out of bed and making myself look mildly presentable, I make the short walk to Starbucks. It's quite nippy outside, and me being the stupid person I am, did not bring a coat, even after my mom told me I would regret it. I already do, but I'm not going to turn around and go home to get one because that would just lead to my mom saying 'I told you so'. 

So here I am, at starbucks, teeth chattering, arms wrapped tightly around my self, trying to spot Harry, which is going to be difficult considering he said he was wearing one of his disguises. I see a man in the far corner with his back to me, wearing a large fedora type thing and a black trenchcoat. Assuming that's him I make my way over and slide into the booth next to him.

"Hey, sorry I took so- oh um sorry sir." Shit. So that's not Harry. The stranger I had just sat next to shot me a glare and I apologised once more before scrambling to my feet. I hear muffled giggles from a table to the left and I realise that it's Harry. I can tell by his laugh.

But to be sure I send him a quick text.

Lana: Is that you in the sunglasses and giant scarf laughing like an idiot?

"Lana are you gonna sit down or what?" Harry asks, raising his eyebrows at me. I sigh in relief and take the seat across from him. We stare a each other for a minute or two, unsure of what to say. It doesn't help that I'm still freezing my ass off so the only sound that's being made is my stupid teeth chattering together. Harry notices this and slips off his green parka, revealing a plain grey sweatshirt underneath. He hands me the jacket and I slip it on gratefully.

"T-thanks" I say, cheeks flaming when I stutter slightly. Harry giggles and gives me a dimpled smile.

"So what took you so long?" He questions, leaning back into his chair. 

"Well um, my shower kept fucking up and going cold so I had to use my sisters but I had to wait until she got out and she was taking like a million years and it got very frustrating so I shouted at her until she finally got out and I finished washing my hair. Then it took fucking ages to dry and I ended up just giving up so it's still a little damp, hence the beanie. I was ready but then my mum decided to play fucking twenty one questions, where I was going, who I was going with blah blah blah. I mean I'm literally 18 years old and she treats me like I'm-" I notice that I'm rambling and flush bright red before clearing my throat.

"I was um getting ready"

Harry smirks.

"My mum's exactly the same, although I've got to admit. I am a mummy's boy."

"I'm not surpri- what is that?" I notice a small flash from the corner of my eye, right outside of the window.

"For fucks' sake," Harry mutters, pulling his scarf up even further so it covers his mouth. I frown in confusion before realising what it is. Paparazzi. 

"How did they find us?" Stupid question.

"They must have followed me from London, they're not allowed inside. This is private property, we'll just have to wait until they leave. Whenever that is." Harry sounds annoyed and I'm unsure of what to say since I've never been in this situation. He pulls out his phone and seems to be texting someone, completely ignoring me.

I frown and get up to get a drink, leaving Harry by himself. A few people in the cafe have started to notice the paparazzi outside and are quickly recognising Harry. No one goes up to him, though to be honest he looks extremely pissed off and I wouldn't either. 

"Hey is that Harry Styles you're with?" A girl next to me asks, pointing over to Harry, who is still angrily texting on his phone. 

"I-um it's just a friend of mine..." I say awkwardly, avoiding the question.

"That's not what I-" I grab my drink off of the counter and practically run back to the table.

"Why're you being moody?" I blurt out. Harry looks up from his phone, before putting it down completely. 

"I didn't realise I was being moody"

"Well, you are. You've been staring at your phone for the past ten minutes..." I trail off.  Harry sighs, before taking off his hat and sunglasses. There's no point wearing his disguise anymore, people already have realised who he is.

"I'm sorry, I was just texting management to see if they can do anything about the paps...I just wanted to have a normal day with you and it's just been ruined by-" Harry starts but I cut him off.

"It's not been ruined...They can't come inside and I think I can handle a few flashes here and there." 

Harry gives me a weak smile.

"This is not what I planned, but I guess we can still have a good day. Want anything?"

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(A/N sorry for the shitty chapter. I'm still deciding what I want to do with this book. I know how it's going to end, but it's just the inbetween that I'm still figuring out. I'm just rolling with the flow. Things will start speeding up soon, plotwise. Anyway, thanks for reading. x)