Coffeeshop Soundtrack - (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2

Louis' eyes fluttered open as he felt the sunshine seeping through his window hit his face. The air in the room felt much more tolerable on his exposed chest than it had the previous cool morning. He sat up slowly, letting the thin sheet covering him pool at his hips. Louis ran a hand through his hair and yawned as he looked over to his bedside table for his glasses. He grabbed them and put them on, blinking a few times as the world around him came into perfect focus. The faint sound of chirping birds reached his ears as he threw the sheet off and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He stood up slowly and walked out of his bedroom to the kitchen where he set out a bowl, a carton of milk and the frosted flakes to prepare himself a bowl of cereal. Maybe I’ll stay home today, he thought. Getting out for a day has helped me get my drive back so I’m sure I could do it now, Louis thought. The idea flew through his head, but then he realized that he couldn’t possibly stay home when he could see Harry at the coffeeshop.

At the thought of Harry, Louis’ mind woke up and he quickly ate the cereal dry and followed it down with a few gulps of milk. He carelessly wiped his mouth on his arm and ran back to his room to pick out a good outfit. Sifting through the clothes, Louis felt like a middle school girl as he tossed a cardigans and pants out onto the floor in a haste. Finally he came upon the khaki skinny jeans that made his thighs look good. He threw the hanger to the ground and shimmied into them, making sure to smooth out any lines that might have formed with his boxer briefs and looked at every angle in the mirror to make sure that everything was in place and looked right. He then sifted through his shirts, making a mess of the pile before coming across his light grey crew neck and pulled it over his head. Louis pulled on his black TOMS and a black beanie before running to the door.

The young male took hold of the strap of his messenger bag, grabbed his coat off the hook and ran out the door and down the street. People walking their dogs or on their way to work passed Louis and paid no attention to the flustered boy. He pulled the beanie over his shaggy hair and tried to calm himself down. The honking of car horns and getting stopped at the crosswalk didn’t help much, though. Louis tapped his foot on the pavement impatiently as he waited for the light to change. He felt the light padding of paws touch his calf and Louis looked down to find a Corgi puppy pining for his attention. “Hello, there little fella!” he said as he bent down to scratch the dogs ears. “You’re so cute with your wittle legs. Yes, you are!” The dog bark in response to him and bopped his hand. Louis felt people start to brush past him as he looked up to see the light changed. He gave the dog one last pat on the head before making his way to across the street and to the coffee shop.

Louis walked in to find Harry behind the counter, shaking his hips to the beat of the song streaming from his iPod dock as he put the finishing touches on the drink in front of him. Louis set his stuff down near the couch he had sat on the day before and sat on the arm to watch Harry for a few more minutes. His lips formed a smile as Harry started to shake his curls around and put the final swirl of whipped cream on the coffee.

Harry looked up towards the door and sighed. He had hoped Louis would be there by then. His gaze scanned over the wall until his eyes met with Louis’. The can fell out of his hand and hit the tile floor with a clink. Harry scratched the back of his head and opened and closed his mouth a few times, deciding on what to say. “Um… how long… how much… erm, did you um, see me dancing for long? Because I’m not normally like that… or at least that bad… I mean…” Harry shook his head and bent down to retrieve the can from where it landed on the ground. “I uh, made you your coffee already, same as yesterday… I hope that’s ok.”

Louis walked over to Harry with a genuine smile on his face. “That’s perfect. Thank you." They exchanged Louis' money for the coffee and vice versa. As he took the money from Louis' hand, Harry's fingertips purposefully grazed over Louis'. Louis' breath hitched for a moment and his cheeks turned a light crimson and he looked at Harry to see him smirking at the rise he managed to get out of him. Louis cleared his throat and made his way back to his couch to set up his little workspace.