Sweet Perfection

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Jessie's POV~

From what I could see, the boy sitting in front of me was beyond gorgeous. It was difficult to tell because his hoodie framed the sides of his face, so it was cast in the dark. When he took it off though, it wasn't hard to see at all. He had dark curly locks that went about in all directions, in a messy yet sexy kind of way. His eyes were green, but sort of a dimmed green, and you coudn't miss those adorable dimples, or that big smile. Quite the charmer.

I admired his looks for a few seconds, and then resumed the search for my phone. I felt stupid when I noticed that it had been in my pocket all along. After quickly texting my parents about the incident, I asked the sex god for a ride.

Wait.

Did I call him a sex god?

Okay, no.

That was taking it a little bit too far. Fortunately for me though, he agreed to give me a ride. He also told me his name was Harry Styles. 'Styles' sounded really familiar...

Of course, Harry wouldn't leave the store without buying me another cup of coffee. But I proposed an even better deal in which he bought me a burger and fries instead.

"We should get the Nialler then!" he exclaimed.

"The Nialler?..." I started saying, but stopped short when the realization hit me. "Holy shit you're in One Direction." I didn't sounded excited, just seemed like I was stating a fact.

Harry laughed, which was extremely adorable. "A little late aren't you?" he said, winking at me.

"I guess so..." I said, still shocked. "Wow my friends talk about you guys all the time. They are THE biggest fangirls, with tumblr blogs dedicated just to you."

"But you're not?! That's completely outrageous." he stated jokingly.

"Well I uh, never really bothered to look you up. My bad," I said, feeling a little ashamed. "I've heard your song on the radio though." Taking a big breath in my attempt to redeem myself, I belted "You don't know-o-ow, you don't know you're beautiful, oh-oh, that's what makes you beautiful!"

"That was actually pretty good for an amateur, and it earned a stare from the cashier." Harry laughed, sounding a little impressed. "And I think I'm starting to be recognized," he smirked, pointing to a group of girls in a table in the corner of the store. They were giggling and whispering, pointing in our direction.

"Oh we should leave then. I obviously wouldn't want to be seen with Harry Styles," I said, sarcastically.

"Oh, of course!" he said, rolling his eyes. "Let's go get the boys, I've been away from my Lou far too long!" And with that, Harry stood from the table and walked out of the store.