One direction imagines

Shawn " hot drinks & hot guys "

Written by illegalpup

You were walking down the street, wrapping the small jacket even tighter around your body as you're attacked by the winter weather. The gloves on your hands were no use, since they still went numb from the freezing air. Sometimes it's cold, but never has it been this cold before.

You being you, you didn't think to bring a larger, warmer jacket with you, so you're stuck being cold. You heard the bells ringing, being rung by people walking in and out of the small coffee shop to get hot coffee, or hot cocoa.

You darted into the shop, standing in the slightly long line. The line was seeming to take forever. You were beginning to get impatient, since you had a certain time to be at work.

Minutes passed and the line barely moved. "Oh my God, I need them to hurry up!" You groaned. The person behind you tapped your shoulder, making you turn around.

"Ma'am there's no need to be rude." You looked from his muscular chest (which was the first thing you saw) up to his soft brown hair. He had a sweet smile on his face.

You slightly smiled at him, before replying. "I'm sorry, I just have to be at work," you checked the time. "twenty minutes ago - TWENTY MINUTES AGO?"

The line moved, finally, and you moved with it. "Well since I'm already late, I guess I have some time today. My boss says if we're going to come in late, don't come in at all."

You looked at him. "I'm Y/N," you stuck a hand out for him to shake, which he did.

"I'm Shawn, nice to meet you." He smiled. "When you get your drink, would you like to sit with me?"

"That'd be nice."

The two of you then sat, talked and got to know each other for another hour and a half.