I couldn't stop thinking about the way Mr. Styles, er...Harry said my name. "Anastasia." It just seemed to roll off of his tongue in such a sweet, sexy way. I had been thinking about him non-stop for the past week and it was starting to get out of hand. I threw myself into work and school to try and get my mind off of him and it worked.
I saw a man flag me down from across the room and I quickly scurried over to him.
"I'm ready for the check," he said in a slightly stern voice.
"Are you sure there's nothing else I can get you? Would you like a to-go box?"
"I'm fine, thank you." He smiled politely and I returned a few moments later with his check."Hey, Ana." Caroline gestured for me to come see her so I did. "Table 6 needs a waitress."
I nodded and made my way to Table 6, not paying attention to who was sitting there. "Hi, my name is Ana and I'll be your server," I said pulling out my notepad. "What can I get for you to drink."
"Just a house beer will be fine."
I froze, recognizing the voice. I slowly looked up from my notepad to see Harry smiling at me. "Mr. Styles..." Shit. Why is he here?
"Didn't I tell you to call me Harry?"
My cheeks burned. "Oh, right. Harry. What are you doing here?"
"I'm getting something to eat, obviously." He gave me a smile of amusement.
"Right," I nodded. "I'll be back." I scurried off and to my other table. I picked up the check and rung up the meal. I then quickly grabbed Harry's beer and walked back to his table, dropping off the mans card along the way.
"Here you go."
"Thank you." Harry smiled at me and took a sip. "So how are you Anastasia."
What? "I'm good. Busy.""I can see that. Would you like to sit?" He gestured to the empty booth across from him and it sounded almost like a challenge.
I thought for a moment. "I have to work. I get off at eight so maybe another time."
Harry arched an eyebrow. "I'll wait."
I opened my mouth to say something but quickly shut it before turning on my heel and walking away to wait on other tables. I could feel Harry's dark green eyes follow me the entire time and my cheeks burned. I rang up a table or two and collected my tips before returning to Mr. Intimidating. I took a deep breath, mustering up all of the courage I had."Are you ready to order?"
"Yes I am." Harry cleared his throat and I took out my notepad. "I will have the twelve ounce fillet minion cooked medium rare with a side of asparagus and French fries.
"Is that all?"
"A side of ranch for my fries."
"Anything else?"
"To take you home tonight."
I froze. "I have a car. That won't be necessary."
"I'll have one of my guys bring it to you in the morning."
I sighed. "Ok. I'll be back with another beer in a moment." I didn't know I had been holding my breath until I turned to walk away. Why does he have such an effect on me?
After turning in his order I grabbed another beer and gave it to Harry. "Thank you. Now, sit." His voice was stern and he looked serious.
"I don't think I-"
"Anastasia." It sounded like he was demanding me to sit down. I wasn't in the mood for an argument so I slid into the booth across from him and he smiled, revealing the dimples in each of his cheeks.
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Fanfiction"Mr. Styles will see you now." Harry Styles/Fifty Shades of Grey A.U. This story contains strong sexual content, drug/alcohol use, strong language, and BDSM (bondage & discipline / dominance & submission / sadism & masochism) MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS FO...