I'm Yours |Larry Stylinson

Chapter 2

It feels like months have went passed since I last seen this mystery man. Yes that's what I have decided to call him. It has only been a week but since that night I have been going at around the same time to the coffee shop.

I was sat on the sofa eating some cereal in my dressing gown. "So have you seen blue eyes lately?" Gemma asked walking in with a bowl of grapes. "No," I said with a frown. She chuckled to herself. "What's so funny?" She shook her head. "It's the fact you knew exactly who I was talking about" she said with a big smile.

I rolled my eyes at her. "I see you going to the shop, but the one thing I don't understand is that you go at the same time everyday," she said aloud. "Why don't you understand it?" Well its either he isn't going or that he's going at a different time." That's actually quite smart. "I never thought of that," I said scooping a spoonful of cereal into my mouth. "Of course you didn't Harry," she said rolling her eyes. "Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" She didn't reply.

After finishing my cereal I decided to take Gemma's advice. I went upstairs got a shower, done my hair and got dressed. I met with Gemma on the halway. "Wow you even have your boots on, really trying to make an impression?" She said. I smiled a little and checked the time on my phone before going downstairs. '15:47'.

When I reached the coffee shop I scanned the busy room. I couldn't see him. I frowned. I got my usual and went down to my seat. I stopped in my tracks when I seen someone siting in my seat. My tall body towered over the boys petite one. Is he a boy? I examined his exposed inked up arms. The person turned to me. I was once again met with the icy blue eyes that I had wished to see once more.

"Hi," I said a little shakily. "Could I maybe sit" he nodded. I sat down placing my coffee on the table. I had grabbed the book I was reading the last time I was here and resumed reading it.

The sound of a glass smashing pulled my eyes from there reading position. It wasn't until I felt a hot sensation on my leg that I jumped from my position. The mystery man had dropped his cup. "Oops!" I herd his voice squeak. I grabbed some napkins and helped clean the table up. "Sorry about your leg," his voice caressed my ears. I let out a shaky breath and mustered up the courage to say "no it's okay, really" and even a little smile at the end. Okay Harry, go you!

"Would you like another?" I asked. "Not really it was a coffee not really into coffee all that much," his accent pulled me in. Where is that from? "Are you sure I'll buy you a tea if you like?" I said a little too eagerly. "No seriously, it was my fault, it's okay!" He said with a smile. His smile. My heart beat quickened at the small gesture.

"Maybe I should buy you a new pair of jeans," he said with a laugh. I smiled. He sat back down after ordering what I suspect to be a cup of tea. "So where are you from?" I asked. "Doncaster," again with a smile. His eyes crinkled as he smiled. "And you?" He asked a simple question but my heart dropped to my stomach. "Holmes Chapel" he nodded.

"You have ni-" I was interrupted "here's your tea sir," the girl gave me a smile and left. "So what's your name?" I waited till he sipped on his tea. "Louis. Louis Tomlinson," he said with his bright smile. "Harry Styles" I said and held out my hand. He took it and we shook hands. A weird feeling erupted through my hand as we did. Things went silent again and he resumed his position of doing something on a laptop.

It came close to closing time. 6 o'clock. I decided it was time to leave. Maybe we'll meet again. Maybe not. "Um, sorry to interrupt, but we are closing in about 5 minutes." Me and Louis both looked at the girl. I smiled and nodded. I got up and put my book back. On my way towards the door I grabbed my coat. "Nice boots!" I herd from behind me as I was about to venture down the hill and across the road. I turned. "Thanks!" I chuckled a little. "See you tomorrow?" Louis asked with his bright smile. "Tomorrow." I nodded a little. I turned and smiled biting my lip.