Heartbreak boy

8:25

I felt the cold air sweep across my face, I forgot to close the window last night. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time, it was 7 am. Work started at 8:15, it was my first day back since the breakup. I'll spare the details of the most tragic day of my life, we broke up because he was a dick. I turned on my Pandora, "you and I" came on and I quickly turned it off. I couldn't afford to start my day thinking about him. I put on a tight black t-shirt, some tan pants, black shoes, and my long brown hair in a messy bun. You may have guessed by now that I worked at Starbucks.

7:25

I applied a bit of mascara and filled in my eyebrows, I was having a good skin day, and I hated the feeling of foundation, I flipped on the TV "One Direction's Harry Style's caught "snogging" a vivacious blond in the back of the limo, I  guess we can say the cheeky lad has moved on"

"Moved on" I mumbled to myself, two words I absolutely hated

7:38

I grabbed my mint colored purse and headed to my car, I didn't bother with the radio since every station was either playing One Direction, or talking about Harry's new girl, I couldn't stand to listen to anything about the guy.

7:55

I parked my car and headed into work. The smell of coffee filled the air, I haven't been to work in three weeks, coming in public seemed like the worst idea since the breakup was so public.

"Ay Michelle" a brown curly haired boy said from behind the counter, "Hi Calum"

Let me tell you about Calum, he didn't work at Starbucks, nor did he actually help me with my shift, I've known Calum for about five years before he became "Calum Hood" he was just Calum Hood, my dorky best friend, he used to work with me but he moved back to Australia to work on his band, which is really good I've only met one of the other guys in the band, but Calum has asked me to come home with him since the breakup so I could get my mind off of things, but London's my home, it would be hard to just leave.

(A/N she doesn't have a British accent, she's American)

"Are you gonna come back home with me?"

"I don't think so, I like living here"

"But that guy lives here, ain't it hard having to see his face everywhere?" I walked behind the counter and put on my apron

"Can you tie this for me?" Calum fiddled with my apron "it's not that I don't wanna go with you, I'm just having a hard time letting go of him that's all"

"Michelle, you can't dream about him forever, apparently he's moved on, you have to try to forget about him-"

"Calum, it's not easy "moving on" remember when you and Sarah broke up"

"I don't like talking about her"

8:25

"Exactly" I say and walk to my first costumer, Calum just made little knots with my apron "dipshit" I mumble under my breath, "hi welcome to Starbucks, what can I get started for you?" I say without looking at the costumer

"Can I get a plan bagel, a tall black coffee and you back into my life"

I recognized the deep husky British accent, I didn't wanna look up because I was hoping it wasn't really him, it couldn't be him, he didn't know I stopped working because of him, he didn't know this was my first day back to work. He didn't know anything.

I looked up to see the one person I never wanted to look at, Harry fucking Styles.

"I'm sorry it's time for my break" I say as I walk away from him