Harry walked into Starbucks more confidently this time. He figured after the way he bitched out Louis, he surely would never want to talk to him again.
Harry walked up to the counter, ordering his usual drink. He looked around to see the boy was no where to be found.
"Maybe he finally got the hint.." Harry mumbled to himself, swiping his card.
He sat down on a nearby chair, waiting for his coffee to be done.
To his surprise, he saw the boy walk into Starbucks; approaching him.
"Are you serious?" Harry groaned, holding his palm up in the air. "No. Don't even think about it, Peter Pan."
"Hello curly." Louis smiled, sitting next to him. "You didn't think I would give up that easily, did you?"
"Do you need me to bitch you out again?" Harry eyes widened. "Cause I will."
"You call that 'bitching me out'?" Louis laughed. "I thought your little temper tantrum was quite comical."
"Oh really? Well why didn't you follow me outside then, huh? I must have hurt your wittle feelings.." Harry teased, pouting his lower lip out.
Louis grinned. "Did you want me to follow you outside?"
"Of course not.." Harry huffed, folding his arms.
"Non-fat vanilla latte!"
"Looks like your drink is done. No need to throw a fit this time.." Louis said, standing up. "Here.. I'll get it for you, Princess."
Louis walked over, grabbing Harry's drink for him.
"Don't call me Princess.." Harry grumbled, clasping the drink in his hand.
"Aren't you gonna say thank you?"
"Me? Say thank you?" Harry laughed, taking a sip. "In case you haven't noticed.. I'm not really the type to say 'thank you'."
"Don't worry.. I'll get you to say thank you.." Louis smirked, licking his lips.
"Is that suppose to turn me on or something?"
"I don't know, curly.." Louis groaned, staring deeply into his eyes. "Does it turn you on?"
"Umm.." Harry looked away. "No."
"Ok princess, whatever you say." Louis snickered, laying back in his chair.
"Why don't you ever buy a drink! Do you just come here for the sole purpose of annoying me?"
"Basically.." Louis chuckled under his breath. "I don't even like coffee.."
"Wow.. You're a freak.."
"Is that why you're still sitting here talking to me?"
"Ugh!" Harry stood up, grabbing his drink. "Get a life."
Harry ran out of the building.
Louis snickered under his breath. "Such a little diva.."
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Day Six:
It was Saturday morning, the busiest day of the week for his local Starbucks. He figured he could try to hide in a crowd of people, maybe the boy wouldn't see him.
Harry walked in sneakily, hiding behind a few people in line.
"Hi Harry.."
He heard a small voice say his name from behind him.
Harry turned around with a scowl.
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"How did you see me!" Harry groaned, clasping his face in his hands.
"It was easy.. I could spot you from a mile away." Louis smiled, walking closer to him. "You have a very unique look."
"Ugh!"
Harry was so sick of his shit.
"What will it take to make you leave me alone!" Harry shouted, stomping his foot.
"One night." Louis grinned.
"What do you mean, one night?"
"Just give me one night, Harry.." Louis leaned in, whispering in his ear. "I will pleasure you in ways you never thought possible. I will fuck the bitchiness right out of you.."
Goosebumps covered Harry's entire body, sending shivers down his spine. His face turned bright red as he bit down on his lower lip.
For once in his life, Harry couldn't find the words to speak.
"Umm.." Harry stuttered. "E-excuse me?"
"You heard me, princess. I'll give you a night you'll never forget." Louis groaned. "If you still don't want me around after that, I'll leave you alone forever."
Harry stood there, he didn't know what to say. Sure Louis was probably the most attractive boy he had ever seen, but he was super annoying. He couldn't stand him.
"You're crazy.." Harry finally uttered out those shaky words. "I'm not that kind of guy.."
"Think about it, Harry.." Louis pulled his face close to his. His lips quivered. "By the way.. I can make you that kind of guy.."
Louis pulled away roughly, causing Harry to moan under his breath.
"See ya tomorrow, curly.." Louis shouted, waving goodbye as he left the building.
Harry just stood there, in shock.
How was this little twink so dominant?
"What can I get for you, sir?"
Harry realized he was next in line. He shook his head violently, clearing his thoughts.
