Catch You (One Direction) [On Hold]

Chapter Five

 Sadie

I walk into the coffee shop at ten till noon. There's only one other person in here, sitting in the corner, hunched over a magazine. I sit at a table near the window, so I can see when Louis comes in. I'm ten minutes early, anyway, so I don't expect him any time soon.

“Sadie?” asks a voice. I look up, to see the guy in the corner staring at me. And he looks really familiar.

He's the guy from that night, before the concert. The one that gave me the chair.

“Hi . . . um . . . you never gave me your name” I say. This is a bit . . . awkward. To say the least.

“H-Edward” he says.

“Hedward?” I ask, frowning slightly.

“Edward” he says, laughing. Though his laughter sounds slightly nervous.

He's hiding something.

“Mind I I come sit with you?” he asks. I shrug.

“Why not?”

He stands up and makes his way over to my table. “So, erm, how are you?” he asks lamely, sitting down across from me.

“Do you come here a lot?” I ask him, searching his face. It's almost uncanny, how much he looks like Harry Styles, but he couldn't be. Harry's not in New York. And this guy doesn't have the curls. He's got longish blond hair. I mean, I guess it could be a wig or something, but if it is, it's a really good wig.

It's just his eyes.

They're the exact same shade of green as Harry's.

“Recently” he says. “I only found it about a week ago. Last night was the busiest it's ever been.” Now it's his turn to search my face.

“It was the One Direction concert” I say. “It's usually not busy. I live like ten minutes away from here.”

“So do I” he says, grinning.

Dimples.

This is creepy.

“So does that mean I'll see more of you?” he asks.

“I don't know” I say, shrugging. “If you're not a creep or something.”

Movement outside the window catches my eye. There's a guy heading towards the coffee shop, dressed in a sketchy-looking hoody and sunglasses. Probably Louis.

“Hey, um, my . . .” I search my brain for something to call Louis. “. . . date's here. D'you mind . . .?”