your touch my comfort

Chapter 1

❝ 14,000 people are having sex right now.
25,000 are kissing.
50,000 are hugging.
And you... We'll you're reading this.❞
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Harry's POV

"Harry!" Mr. Tomlinson, one of our regular customer calls out to me, my head shoots up to his direction.

I lifted my eyebrows at him and he gives me a crinkly smile then walks out of our little diner and saunter out through the busy street of New York.

"He fancies you" Niall my co-worker whisper to me and I can't help but frowned at the thought.

"He doesn't swing that way Niall" I informed him. He has taken a few dates here with different girls thrice a month and I saw him countless of times grinding with a few girls in the club I always go to during Sundays and it's obvious that he's in fact straight and happy with his girlfriends.

"I always caught him staring at you when you're working around" He said, I sat behind the counter and pretend to arrange the utensils.

"And he frowns at me whenever I'am the one who serves him" he added trying to prove a point. He's always frowning whenever he enters this diner and he only smiles at me because I always told him some of my lame ass jokes that I feel obligated to tell him whenever I can because for some reason I think I owed to make him laugh whenever I've got a chance to.

"I forced him to hear out my jokes" I mumble.

"Why would you torture him like that?" He asked jokingly.

"Because he's the only one that's willing to hear my jokes?" Niall rolled his eyes at me.

"He's so sweet to fake his laughs" I smacked his head playfully.

"Hey!" I chuckle because Niall is right, he's always forcing his self to laugh at my stupid jokes, it's obvious.

"Well, I guess my theory is the other way around you're the one that fancies him," I shook my head and didn't argue because Indeed, I've been having this unhealthy growing feelings towards that blue eyed boy who deserves thousands of jokes to laugh at.

A small smile crept onto my face and I look at Niall to check if he saw how creepy my smile is, and as expected he's already shaking his head at me.

"Well, you better not fall in love with him because you know he's like one of the bachelors in New York and his real-"

"Woah! Niall, fall in love seriously, with him? God you're always thinking too far," I cut him off because the thought of falling in love with him scares me a little bit because the damn boy is intimidating as fuck and I'm still wondering where I get all my guts to approach him every single time in the diner let alone be comfortable with him and tell him my jokes that even my own sister won't bother to hear.

"We should start cleaning up it's past 10 already" Niall suggested changing the topic, thankfully!

I nod my head to him and do my usual part of the cleaning which is wiping all the tables, then Niall is assigned to map the floor.

"You need a ride?" Niall asked as soon as I locked the glass door of our small diner.

I saw him leaning on his car in the empty parking lot, he waves his keys in the air. I shook my head and toss him the keys of the diner which he didn't catch, as usual. "I rather walk Nialler" I said then watched him get in his car and drove off.

I plugged my earphones in and start my long walk to my flat, It's quite cold outside and I can't help but tugged on the sleeves of my thin sweatshirt "Shit, " I cursed as I felt the cold air hit me causing my whole body to shiver. I choose the short way and turn left towards the park.

"Shit, " I cursed again as I saw that it's already empty, it's almost 12 o'clock what should I expect? And now I regret not riding with Niall. Three more blocks before I freeze myself to death.

"You need a lift?" I heard the not so unfamiliar high pitched and masculine voice asked me and I would've faint here because I couldn't feel my own hands, He leans on his chair and opened the passenger seat and I couldn't help but just get in and accept his offer.

He gently touches my forehead and I looked at him questioningly "You're freezing love" He said then he took off his coat and wrapped it around me, He just called me love and offer me his coat, what the fuck have I done to deserve his kindness? "Thanks, " I stutter out.

"Where to?" he asked, smiling at me. After I told him the direction which is very short, we sat in silence for like six seconds, then he spoke up, "so you're Harry, right?"

"from my favorite diner?" he adds and I nod my head, my mind quickly drifted to the conversation I had with Niall and how I admitted to myself that I have a crush with this man next to me.

"So how old are you?" I looked at him quite surprise I haven't thought that we will get to this 'getting to know each other part' or was he just trying to make a conversation and i'm assuming too much.

"18, you?" damn, my voice is so raspy

"so you're legal i'm 21 turning 22 next month" what does he means by i'm legal anyways?

"when's your birthday then?" I asked as we near the building.

"Christmas eve" he answered then he halted the car abruptly causing me to bump my head in the window aggressively. "What was that for?" I asked rubbing the side of my head.

"Shit, sorry are you alright? I hit the breaks to soon god what am'I thinking!" the panic is clear in his voice and I just gave him a thumbs up though my head is throbbing.

"Thanks for the ride Mr. Tomlinson i appreciate it a lot" I smile at him then gets out of the car I gave him a small wave but he's already starting his car and speeding out on the isolated street, atleast he's not rude when he offers me a ride. 

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Thanks for reading the first chapter of my first larry fanfic!! xx