Why is Love so hard?

Harry's date with Chelsea

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Harry’s POV

I park in the parking lot next to the oval; which is next to the café. I walked over to the entrance. As I walked in a lady came over to me. She was in her early 20's, so I think. She had black hair tied up in a high ponytail and dark green eyes.

“Hi Sir. How many”

She was Australian. I could tell by her ascent.

“Table for two please”

She smiled showing off her perfectly straight and white teeth. While waling me over to a table fit for to next to he window. Dude she was hot.

“Would you like anything to drink or any starters?”

“Just one water for now thanks.”

She wrote down my table number and order. She started walking off when she turned around looking me in the eyes and said “I’ll get your

waiter for the day to carry this out for you”

I can’t just let her go and not at least get her number. Chelsea. What about Chelsea? Did she even like me? What if she did? I really like her though. She is the love of my life. Hell.

“Wait, what’s your name?

“Hayley”

“Well Hayley can I have your number?”

She turned around and gave me a cheeky smile, and bit her lip nervously looking around.

Hayley’s POV

So what if he looks 10. He is cute, kind, and the way he flips his curls then brushes them to one side.

I hesitated a bit because I knew if my boss caught me giving out my number to a customer I would get fired. I got the Napkin out from under his elbow and put my number on it. I don’t even know this guy. He could be a rapist for all I know. I mentally slapped myself for even thinking this. He does look familiar though. Maybe he’s been to this café before.

“What is your name?” I said while handing him the peace of napkin and looking into his eyes. Gosh they were beautiful.

“Wait. You don’t know me?”

Was I meant to know him? Was he so well known famous guy? What do I say?

“Humm…umm…mm…arr… No’

He half smiled looking impressed. I don’t know why. I haven’t said anything to impress him. Have I? Gosh Hayley stop with the questions.

“Well then, I’m Harry!”

Harry’s POV

I can’t believe she has never seen me before. How can she not know I from the biggest boy band? Was she even telling me the truth? Or maybe she was trying to play cool with me. Anyway I need to get Hayley away before Chelsea comes and sees me with her.

“I’ll call you tomorrow sometime?”

Hayley smiled and started to blush

“Yeah I’ll talk to you then.”

She gave me a wave and a flick of her hair while turning around and serving other people.

Chelsea’s POV

As I was driving I passed Niall in his car. Well I think it was him. I waved and he waved back. I I’m pretty sure it was him.

I parked my car and walked up to the café. I saw Harry in the window sitting at a table set for two drinking a glass of water. I can’t believe that I’m going on a date with Harry. The Harry Styles from One Direction. Me.

I tapped on the window. Harry put down his glass and gave me a smile followed by a wave. I love his smile. The way his eyes light up.

I walked through the door and over to where Harry was sitting. He went over to my chair and pulled it out for me. I blushed and looked at him. Stupid Chelsea don’t just stand there and blush. Sit down. Stop looking at him.

“To much?” Harry said looking at me biting his lower lip

“No, sorry, Thankyou. But you don’t need to do that.”

Harry’s POV

As soon as Chelsea sat down I went over to my chair.

“How long have you been waiting here for me?”

I looked down at my phone to see what the time was. “13 mins. So Chels, tell me a bit about you.”

I rested my chin on the palm of my hand and leaned in closer to Chelsea.

“Well, my dad died when I was 8 so mum and I moved to LA for 5 years. Then mum got a job promotion to move to London. That’s when I met my best friend Tayla….”

The afternoon carried on with us talking and finding out stuff about each other.

Until it started to rain. That’s when I got my idea…