Falling Back ( A Harry Styles FanFiction)

I walk into work tired and exhausted. I barely got any sleep last night because the person above me was throwing a party and the music would not stop.
"Hey Sydney! You look so tired." My boss, Andrea tells me.
"Yeah, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." I say while putting on my apron. She chuckles and serves the person waiting at the counter.
"Welcome to Java Bean! What can I get for you today?" She says with the most fake smile I've seen.

It's about 1:30pm and my break is at 2:30pm. I'm getting tired of people asking for specific orders.
"Hi, welcome to Java Bean. Would you like to try our caramel coffee with a chocolate chip muffin?" I say in the most annoyed, dull voice. It's almost my break and the shop has cleared out a bit, only a couple sitting by the window laughing and holding hands. I start thinking about my past relationship, how perfect it was. Or so I thought. The door opens and the bell rings, shaking me out of my thoughts. A tall young man comes to my cash register and gives me a polite smile. I smile back considering he's quite attractive. "Hello, could I get a chai tea eggnog latte with no water please?" He asks with a thick British accent. Something seems very familiar about him but I can't seem to put my finger on it. "Coming right up, that'll be $4.86." I say looking up at his green eyes staring at mine. He hands me a $5.00 bill and give back his change. I turn around and make his drink just as he asked. I hand it to him and he gives me a nice smile and a polite 'thank you.' I nod and he sits in the corner of the shop and sips his drink.
"He's totally checking you out." Andrea says behind me.
"No he is not." I say and look at him to find that he's staring at me. Once our eyes meet he turns his head and pulls out his phone.
"Mhmm." Andrea says and walks away.

It's finally 2:30pm and I take my apron off and grab my purse. I walk out from behind the counter and the young man stops in front of me.
"Is this your break?" He asks me
"Yes, it is." I smile up at him
"Do you wanna go grab something to eat?" He asks nervously. I know him, but I don't know how.
"U-uh, sure, why not." I say with a smile.
"Great." He says
He holds the door open for me and he follow behind me. His hair pushed up in the front, almost like a quiff and curly at the sides. He starts asking me where I want to go and I shrug and say it doesn't matter. He nods and we start making our way through the crowded sidewalks. We stop in front of my favourite restaurant, panera. How did he know?
We walk in and I order what I normally get, the Greek salad with a cream cheese bagel and iced green tea. He gets the broccoli cheddar soup with a coke. I go to pay for myself but he stops me and puts slides his debit card into the machine. I give him a confused look and slightly smile. The lady gives us the table tracker and we find a seat. He takes off his jacket exposing his tattoos. I can't help but stare in awe. Most guys look like dicks with tattoos. But not him. He looks, hot. He clears his throat and notices I was staring. "Sorry." I say as my cheeks flush red. He chuckles and starts making small talk before our food comes. "So your from England?" I ask him
"Yes I am," He says with a smile
"What brings you to Canada?" I ask put of curiosity
"I like it here." He quickly responds. I can tell he's lying.
"So Sydney, tell me about yourself." He almost demands.
"Well I-" I say in mid-sentence. How does he know my name? I haven't told him, have I?
"How do you know my name?" I ask him
"Uh, um it was on your name tag at Java." He responds
"I-I wasn't wearing my name tag today.." I say with a stutter. Finally it hits me. Oh my god. It's him. How'd he find me? How did he know where I worked?
"Harry?" I almost whisper. He looks up at me and the waiter places our food on the table. My jaw is dropped and I don't know what to say.