Harry Styles is not your common 23 year old man.
He works at Starbucks as a barista and he's always at his apartment with his head in a novel. Those are the only two places he will travel to on a day to day basis, with the occasional visit to his mo...
Those were the only four words functioning in Harry's brain. He was rather surprised at the amount of customers that were lined up when he had walked through the doors of the café. Considering it was seven o'clock in the evening.
The lanky lad made his was towards the Employees Only doorway leading to the back of the shop. Clocking in and flung on the green apron with Starbucks curved over top of the Starbucks Logo, Harry strolled over towards the register. With his hair tied in a bun, a little touch of makeup and a smile on his face---he began serving customers.
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The sudden flood of people wanting coffee at almost ten at night began to finally diminish. The crowd declined from about 40 people at 7:30 PM to about 3 or 4 people at about 10:00 PM. Thankfully, there were a little to no problems that had taken place in the café.
A drained Harry was wiping down the tables of the building. He was about ready to call it a night and leave when a tall figure walked into the coffee shop. The figure was about six feet tall and had a well-built body. He had brown hair shaped into a quiff and a small beard on his face.
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The key feature to the stranger's appearance was his warm puppy brown eyes that stood out from what he seemed to be.
It was rather a plus for the crossdresser that he was pansexual. He was hoping for the stranger to have an interest in him as well. Even though the poor man was rather weakened from the sudden evening rush, he honestly doesn't mind serving this customer.
"Um, hello there. Can I help you with something?" Harry asked the man.
"Uh yeah, if you don't mind," the Wolverhampton accent of said stranger present as he spoke.
Harry almost swooned at this stranger's voice as he guided him towards the counter. As Harry made his way towards the cashier, he noticed the stranger giving him a smile.
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A burning sensation was felt in his cheeks as he returned the favor and took the man's order.
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"Honey! I'm home!" Harry shouted at the top of his lungs.
It was about midnight when he had managed to drive himself home. The stranger at the café held a conversation with the lanky crossdresser and they instantly clicked. There little coffee session had to come to an end due to closing, but Harry had managed to gain the man's number.
Harry left his keys in their usual bowl and left everything else (except his phone) at the door. He slowly strolled his way into his bedroom, taking a deep breath with every step.
With a phone charged on his iHome alarm clock and a well-deserved free day, Harry stripped off his clothing. His panties being the only article of clothing left.
Harry then grabbed a random sweater from his tall dresser, plopped himself into the mattress and the comforter before he left his mind and body drift into a peaceful slumber.
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K/N: And that's exactly what I'm going to do after I finish writing this. It's going to be a while before Harry meets the Triplets so please be patient. This story is rather going to be slow, but it will build up as this story continues.
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