Why don't we - imagines <3

Starbucks// Jonah

You walk into the store, the familiar scent of coffee beans and sugar drifting through the air. You sigh, smiling as you walk up to the register.
"Hi, how may I help you today?" The young boy behind the counter asks, smiling up at you.
"Can I please just get (insert your favourite drink here)?" You say, smiling back.
"I believe you can, but you can also get my number." He states, winking at you. You shake your head, he looks too young, sixteen at most.
"No, I'm quite alright, thankyou though" you say, smiling slightly.
"No no, I'm telling you please take it, and call me." You shake your head.
"Can you please just take my name and put my drink in? I must be going." You state, starting to get frustrated at the boy.
"Only if you give me your number" he presses, trying to achieve what he wants. You sigh, getting ready to just leave.
"Hey! What the hell dude, put her order in and leave her alone." A tall boy from behind you says, you look at him and smile gratefully as he puts the young, flirtatious boy in place. The boy sighs and puts through your order, telling you the price of the drink and asking you how you wish to pay.
"No, I'll pay for the young lady," the tall boy says again, looking up at you and smiling before giving the promiscuous boy behind the counter some money. "Oh and add a White caramel mocha to that order please." The boy says, adding "with extra chocolate sprinkles." The boy pays for both yours and his drink and pulls you over to the waiting area.
"You really didn't have to do that.." you say, not knowing the tall, handsome boys names.
"Jonah, I'm Jonah. And no, I did, I can't deal with young twats like that they have no respect. So now you know my name, can I please know what the name of the beautiful young lady I bumped into is?" He asks ever so sweetly.
"Y/n, my names Y/n. And you really didn't have to." You say, just as the barista called out your orders. You collect your drinks and head over to a booth, where you continue to talk and talk, about your lives, families and what your job is. You find out Jonah is in an uprising band, with four other boys.
You and Jonah continue talking for about another hour, and you can't help to notice how beautifully structured his face is, and how his eyes smile when his mouth does and how his laugh makes you laugh. You and Jonah, laugh, telling childhood stories. Although you had only known each other for the short time span of an hour, you somehow knew, that after today there would be more talking with Jonah.

Jonah is telling you a story of how his band mates and him had featured in a song of a famous youtuber, when you and Jonah hear his name being yelled.
"Jonah!! There you are!" You both turn to look at who the noise came from, when you see four boys walking up to your booth.
"Jonah, you were coming in here and coming right out. You were gonna meet us in the vans store, what happened?" A curly haired boy says, looking at Jonah, with bags from many different stores in his hands.
"Sorry Jack, Daniel, Corbyn and Zach, it's just a boy was being rude to Y/n and I stepped in. Then we started talking. I really am sorry." He says looking at the boys apologetically. The boys shake their heads and introduce themselves to you, before heading up to the front desk, ordering their own drinks. They head back and sit down in your booth. And while they all sat and laughed, you knew that this was just the beginning.

Hey guys, so this is my first story I guess. It's a bunch of imagines and if you want a certain type of one made, be sure to Dm me it, and which boy. Thanks limelights, love ya's!!