Larry Imagines

_A LITTLE WONDER_

*HARRYS POV*

Tea was a no brainer on cold mornings like today, the café is like home during the winter, before and after college. I turned around the corner, cold air digging into my face, I picked up my pace. The café wasn't too far from where I lived, a small flat three blocks away from Uni. Finally I reached the double glass doors and pushed my way in, freshly roasted coffee and green tea levitated to me and stopped me in my tracks, I let out a sigh of relief. I shuffled over to the counter and rubbed my hands together to create heat, "May I have a large black tea with two scoops sugar?," I asked politely, I don't want people on my case so early in the morning. The young lady nodded and smiled, she seemed friendly.

I sat down at a table in the corner of the room where I usually sit and pulled my phone from my pocket, the weather was supposed to be chilly today. I sighed and scrolled through Twitter, more celerity drama and lads from school talking low about women. Annoying. I shut my phone off and laid it on the table and rested my head in my hands. "Sir, your tea," the young girl coughed and placed my drink on the table. I looked up at her, "thank you," I smiled and she nodded and ran off behind the counter again.

I picked up my tea and took a sip, closing my eyes and letting the warmth take over my body. Within a second of my first sip, the café doors flew open and I spit my tea everywhere from surprise. The young man stumbled in and drunkenly slurred, "I needa coffee!" Being drunk in public wasn't a problem here, and I know I've seen this man before. He was handed his receipt and headed in my direction, I held my breath and hoped for the best. He sat down across from me. "Aye buddy, don't mind if I sat myself 'ere?," I opened my eyes and seen a goofy smile in front of me.

I sighed and let it happen, "of course, how's your day?," I shot him a friendly smile and took a sip of my tea. We got to small talk and another young man bursted through the doors, "Niall mate! Where'd you go?," he spun around a few times and ran over to me and the man, who I assumed to be Niall. This boy had brown hair and dark blue eyes, he was wearing a gray baggy hoodie and black sweat pants. He was pretty. "Niall, we have to get to class, you don't wanna screw us over again this year do you?," he exclaimed.  "Louissss c'mon man I'd never!," Niall said.

Louis sat down between Niall and I and took a sip of Niall's coffee, "so mate, who are you?," he looked at me and gave me a friendly smile. He was so dreamy, me and my little boy crushes. "I'm uhh... I'm Harry," I held out my hand for him to shake, "I'm Harry Styles," his hand touched mine and joy filled my body. Louis gave me a pleasant smile and grabbed my hand firmly in his. "Louis Tomlinson, it's a pleasure to meet you Harry Styles," I swear he just looked into my eyes, he must want me! I sat back in my seat and nodded "totes, mate," god I messed up trying to be cool. "Awe, Harold, try less next time," Louis laughed and patted my shoulder.

Holy God Louis touched me! I'm such a fan girl, ugh. "It's Harry, actually, and uh... well I'm just naturally cool. I don't have to try, unlike you," I shot him a cheeky smile and he smirked. "Alright Harold, well I have to be getting Niall here off to class, but I mean, we can continue this argument later?," he asked and I nodded like a fool, "Good, I like discussing with you, how about we meet after class? My last class is at two thirty, how about you?," I sat for a moment in awe and listened to him make plans for us, how did his lips move so well?

"How did you know I go to university?," I asked in wonder, then I realized I have my book bag with me and the pin on my jacket is obviously from the school spirit shop in the office, "Nevermind I got it now..." Louis laughed at my embarrassment and I just shook my head.

Louis stood up and Niall followed his actions, "It's been nice talking to you Harold, we'll-" Louis looked at Niall, "I'll see you after class," Louis gave me that charming smile again and I fell even more for that stranger I knew nothing about. "Shake my hand again, Harold, so I can keep it all day until this afternoon." I blushed and my hand met his. Louis Tomlinson, I will see you later, I thought happily. Him and Niall then proceeded to leave the Café, my heart felt full with this boy who managed to take my breath away. This Louis Tomlinson fellow, he's honestly something.

I finished my tea quickly and threw the cup into the trash, I sighed happily and exited the café. Today was going to be a lot better than it had started, what if I see Louis during classes? The winter air ran into my skin at supersonic speeds, like sharp and icy bee stings, I smiled and walked my way across the street to class that started in ten minutes. The smile never left my face and all I could think about was Louis and I's meeting at two-thirty. What a meting that would be.

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Hiiiii guysssss, it's me, Emma, the super duper cool person who wrote this story. Kidding. I'm lame. I was wondering if you guys would like a Larry story?? Like a full out story? Like a book? And who would read it, who would vote, what would you like to see? Just literally anything! I wuv you guys and you're amazing for reading these. Tank youuu!