Bumping into harry (Harry Styles FanFic)

Bumping into harry

Hello everyone :) this is my third story, mind you it's PG-13 so if you're younger or not to interested in things like this ;) i suggest you move onto a different story. This is a fan fic :)

Chapter 1

I don't remember much from this morning, all i remember is slamming the door and running. Running away from it all, i'd be back but i'd let them worry...'serves them right really' i whispered to myself.

The streetlights flickered on and off  and i could hear dogs barking at me, apart from that the street was silent. I'd decided i'd walk to the nearest 24 hr cafe, there was one around here somewhere, i was sure of it. I walked quicker and pulled up my hoodie so nobody would recognise me. I only had about £15 with me and i felt less eager to go into the cafe when i finally caught sight of it.

I was surprised that there were actually people inside at this time, though i wasn't to sure what the time was, i opened the door and a strong smell of coffee filled my nose. A waitress looked up from a menu and raised her eyebrows at me, i simply ignored her and went over to a table that looked clean enough. I pulled down my hoodie and started fiddling with the menu.

'Cheese burger for £17' I whispered disappointed, there was nothing else on the menu that sounded very appealing.

A waitress came over to me, she had red cheeks and her top was clearly too small for her. 'Ah, honey, is there anything you want?' she said, breathing heavily.

'Uhmm...A latte?' I said, picking out a random thing on the menu. She nodded and wrote it down before then going back to her counter.

I looked around the cafe, there were mainly old men with greying hair but there was one man at the corner of the cafe at a table on his own who didn't look ancient. In fact he didn't even look like a man, he looked about my age. I squinted my eyes to get a better look at him, he had curly hair and was clearly texting someone. I stopped squinting and shrugged my shoulders. I doubt he'd ran away from home as well, not that well dressed.

A skinny blonde lady in a mini-skirt came up to me with my latee, she spotted me looking at this boy and squealed before then sitting down opposite me. 'You know who that is aswell?' she whispered. I shook my head. The blonde lady opened her mouth in shock, 'That's harry blooming styles'

I raised my eyebrows. She got the message.

'You know.....from the band, one direction' she said. It rang no bells, i took a sip of my latte and spat it out in disgust. The blonde lady looked taken aback 'Sorry, I've never had this before' i whispered to her.

The lady looked me up and down and raised her eyebrows, 'What's wrong with you?' she said to me. I looked at her blankly. 'I mean, you're clearly only like 17, you don't know harry styles and you're in a midnight cafe?'

'I'm on my way home from a sleepover, i'll be alright though' I lied in a rush, i didn't want her calling the police or anything. The lady smiled again, 'My names Megan what's yours?'

'Charlie' I lied.

'Hey, you know what i should do? Like a good deed or something, seeing we are now friends' the lady said.

'What?' I whispered back.

The lady stood up and took my wrist, i looked at her for a second but stood up aswell. I was sure what she was going to do, kick me out.

But weirdly enough she didn't, she took me to the boy who was texting, he looked up one eyebrow raised. 'Don't worry megan, i'll be done soon' he said, then started texting again. Megan sat down opposite him abruptly and he looked up again this time putting his phone down. He looked up at me and for some reason, i blushed.