Harry Styles Imagines & One Shots 💓

How you guys met

Today might just be the worst day ever of my life: got dumped by my 6 months boyfriend just because he said he got bored and tired of me and that I'm just not his "cuppa tea", then lectured by my Maths teacher because I wasn't being my usual attentive self (oh pleaseee who would be their usual self after a break up?)

Above that, I had to endure my ex-boyfriend making out with another girl the SAME DAY HE BROKE UP WITH ME. I also had to take on another shift of job because Shelly had an emergency and couldn't make it.

Uhm, is getting dumped an emergency? Can I take a break from this shitty day? I thought as I applied light makeup and got ready for my shift. I work at a small but cozy coffee shop in London. I put on my fake smile and worked through the rest of the day until a crowd of screaming girls gathered around outside the shop. I shrug as a response to my curious colleague, Shane, who had a questioning glance.

Camera flashes and screams continued but that is least of my concerns.

Normally, I would have found an opportunity and join the crowd but today....

My thought was interrupted by the customer in front of me, a bulky and seemingly strong guy which I took the order of.

After Shane made the order, I grabbed the hot cup of cappuccino as I headed towards the assigned table, my mind wandering to that moment my ex-boyfriend said coolly, not even attempting to save me some of my dignity as he said the words that-

I bumped into something sturdy before reality hit me hard. Literally. The cup of coffee hit a curly haired boy as he stood up, shocked by the spill all over his lap, some even staining his white tee.

I stood there, dazed, hardly registering what just happened. A few girl's high pitched screams rang, expressing their concern to that boy and I even heard a couple of them sneering: "Bitch!" and "How DARE SHE DO THAT TO MY BABY??!!"

"I'm so so sorry, sir!!! I didn't mean it, I just...." I spoke up as I stared past his stained shirt, glancing up at his probably angry face.

Concerned green eyes stared back at me. Brown curly hair and tall, lean figure. Harry Styles. Shit. Shit, shit, shit....

Why among all people, him? I wondered as I would never have imagined meeting my favorite member of One Direction, let alone spill fucking coffee on him.

I frantically took out my white cloth and instinctively tried to wipe his jeans but stopped midway, wondering would he mind.

Finally, his husky, deep voice spoke: "It's fine, love..." he chuckled deeply. "Of course you didn't mean it. Here-" he motioned at the cloth.

"Harry! I'll do it for you, Harry! I'll do anything for you!!"

"Harry! Harry!!!"

Fans screamed as he only kindly rejected them and wiped the stain gingerly. A few girls gave me the dirties as if about to kill me for hurting their baby Harry. I only stood there awkwardly, then bent down to pick up the broken glass scattered all around the floor.

I was picking up the few pieces left before a hand held my wrist. A boy's hand.

"Be careful not to hurt yourself, ok?" Harry looked at me gently, as if trying to console me and telling me it's no big deal.

He handed me back the now coffee soaked cloth as my tears were brimming to the edge so I bent my head down, careful not to let my emotions show.

After I picked up the remaining pieces, I bravely tried to look up as I apologized once again. "I'm truly sorry... Second one's on me, uh... I meant the first one as well, I mean.....Oh gosh, I'm sorry.... it's just that I've been through a pretty bad day and......" I stammered as my tears were now threatening to fall, even though I know it's pretty obvious by now.

Memories of today and the last word my ex said to me came rushing back and the tears I've been holding back for so long came rushing down.

"You alrig--" Harry began but I'll never know the end of that sentence as I took the cloth, the remnants of the mug and dashed inside, straight into the staff room before I broke down completely, letting loose of what I was holding back so tightly today.

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It took me about 15 minutes to calm down and when I'm finally back out there, Shane gave me a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, thankfully not pressing on and said: "That guy asked me to pass this to you."

A piece of folded white paper was placed in my palm. The lunch rush was over and there are only about 5 customers, no fans hanging around anymore.

I sneaked a peek at that slip of paper: Hey love, didn't quite catch your name just then but can we meet at the canal just down the cafe at say, 5? I would really like to get to know you better. Hopefully, your shift has ended by then. Here's my number just in case you can't make it. XXXXXXXXX trust you enough not to leak it ;) x Harry

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HAHAHAHAHAHA cliffhangerrrrr!!! Part 2 coming very soon!!! Hopefully you guys enjoy this imagine and I know there are many versions of how you guys met out there but I sincerely hope this is the one you love the most :)

I know my stories are probably not that good but I do find the joy in writing so comment what you think I can improve on!

Love, Cheryl