Fired By Styles

The Date

A/N:

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As we neared Starbucks, it wasn't hard for me to miss the large crowd of people crowded the entrance of Starbucks, probably awaiting our arrival.

Ugh.

Joyless must have tipped them off.

The moment our car came to a stop at the entrance of the cafe, screams and questions erupted from the excited crowd and cameras started flashing almost immediately.

Yes, we managed to hear those screams from inside our car.

"Give'em a good show."

Frowning and rolling my eyes at Joyless's instructions, I stepped out of the car after Harry.

As Harry's bodyguard navigated us through the thick and rowdy crowd, Harry, being the caring guy that he was, pushed my head down lightly to face the floor before using a hand to shield my eyes.

Add an arm wrapped around my waist.

Anyone who doesn't think he's sweet should seriously give themselves a slap.

As we waited for our food, i noticed that the cafe, surprisingly, was almost soundproof.

We could hardly hear whatever the people were saying outside.

Oh yeah.

A peaceful breakfast date with Harry Styles?

Check.

The windows, however, were not opaque ( obviously), so the flashing lights could still be seen, but I did my best to ignore them and enjoy the date.

Even if it was fake.

"Hey, babe, sorry if I hurt you just now." Harry apologized.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Ya know, when I said you were a bitch. I didn't really mean that, I was just playing around, trying to annoy Joy. Don't take it to heart, will ya?"

Oh, right. That.

"Of course I won't, I know you didn't mean it," I lied, shrugging it off, "Did you really think I was that petty? I'll have you know, I'm the most understanding person you'll ever know."

"Sorry what was that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of how epic I am." Harry replied, as our food was being served.

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm sure there's been some kind of misunderstanding, cuz the last time I checked, the only epic person around here was me."

Giving a loud snort, Harry replied in non-understandable gibberish, his mouth stuffed with food.

"Ew, Harry! Close your mouth! Ugh, you're gross! " I whined, turning my head away from Harry, disgusted.

To be honest, though, he looked kinda cute, talking with half chewed food in his mouth and all.

It made him look like a 5 year old boy trying to stuff as much food into his mouth as possible.

Cute, right?

Harry laughed, saying, "Oh, and you're not gross?"

"Well, at least I don't talk with food in my mouth, unlike SOME people."

"Really? Who does that? Wow those people  must be really talented!"

Shaking my head and giggling at Harry's attempt to boast, I picked my cup of coffee and-

"Ow! Ow ow ow ow ow!"

Damn, I was so distracted having fun that I forgot that the coffee was hot.

"Millie! You okay?" Harry asked, as he picked up the hand I used to hold the coffee cup, "Oh my god, your hand got scalded."

"No, its nothing, really, its just a small-"

" 'Scuse me! Can I get a first-aid kit and cold water please? Someone got burnt!" Harry shouted to the nearby waiters in the cafe.

"Harry, I'm okay, really, I don't need-"

"Oh shut up, look at the burn! Its gonna take long to heal if you don't treat it right now."

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As I stared at Harry, who was deep in concentration tending to my burn, my heart palpitated rapidly against my chest, I started sweating a little, and I suddenly had difficulty breathing.

What was happening to me?

Why did I feel so strange?

I had never felt like that before.

Maybe it was the pain my hand was feeling. No, no, it couldn't be, it was just a small scald, it didn't hurt at all.

Or maybe the air conditioning in Starbucks had broke. Nah, there were still people in the cafe wearing big, thick coats, and none of them seemed to be sweating.

So what was it?