Harry's POV.
We'd just finished a show, which meant fans scowering the place for us. Which also meant we couldn't really go anywhere. Except a shut Starbucks that Paul somehow managed to get us into. What a lad. I wondered what he said to get us in, but it didn't matter anyway because he was signalling us to get out of the car and go inside. We all piled out, hoodies up and rushed quickly inside. The waitress shut the door and locked it, probably to stop more people just coming in at night. To late for us, I thought and surpressed a smile. I first fully saw her at the same time she saw us, she recognised us no doubt. She was hot, blonde hair which was straightened and in a ponytail, her fringe coming forward. She had blue eyes, well I thought, I couldn't really see from this far away and, wait. What? Since when did Harry Styles care about the color of a girl's eyes. Yeah, I had a reputation of a sleep around, but trust me I wasn't. I hadn't even been with anyone, including one night stands, since Caroline.
"So, uh, you can sit down if you want.Well of course you do. Let me just move my mug, sorry about that." She rambled, reaching down and taking a mug half full still of coffee. I found myself laughing at her rambling, it was...cute. Wait no. I'm Harry Styles, I don't call girls cute do I? Why was I overthinking this like a girl would? I'd only known her for literally a minute and she already got 'cute?' I sighed. Just stop with the thoughts, Harry you're tired and lonely. You want anyone.
"You not going to finish that?" Louis said cheerfully from beside me, obviously seeing she hadn't finished.
"No, I'm working now." She held her apron up in the air the began to tie it around her waist.
"You don't have to put an apron on, ya know," Niall laughed. "It's just us."
"Oh...yeah. Habit." Her cheeks turned red and she looked down. We walked over to a table and sat down, pretty exhausted. Zayn, Louis and me on one side, Niall, Liam and Paul on the other.
"What can I get you?" She said from the counter, a couple of meters away. We ordered and she began to make our orders. I felt bad, she was rushing around for us, half way through a cup of coffee.
"How did you get us in here? It was closed wasn't it?" I said in a hushed tone, to Paul.
"I have my ways." Ugh, whatever. Not gonna tell me? Fine.
She walked over a couple of minutes later with our orders. I was on the end, the closest to her, I could smell her perfume. I breathed in deeply, wow that was nice. I found myself looking at her, something wouldn't let me look away. She looked at me, noticing I was staring at her and blushed again which made me smile. She looked away and walked over to the counter.
"Wanna stare much longer?" Louis laughed. I looked over to her, she must have heard because she went an even brighter shade of pink.
"Shut up, Louis." I snapped.
"Woah, what's wrong Curly?" He frowned at me. I sighed again.
"Nothing, sorry for snapping." I said, receiving concerned looks from Liam. This is why I couldn't get close to a girl, they'd tease me to no ends. They were already doing it and I didn't even know her. Ridiculous.
