"(Y/N)" the barista at Starbucks called out.
You walk over from where you were leaning against the wall and collect your drink.
Heading out the door, you take a left, going to your apartment.
Not paying attention as you were texting a friend a shoulder bumps into you and your frappe is spilled down the front of your jacket.
"Oh Jesus, sorry I didn't see you there" a deep voice states.
"Nah, it's alright..." You started but stopped once you see you your talking to.
A pair of green eyes stare at you with concern.
Those eyes belong to no other then Harry Styles.
"Hey! Your from that band"
A cheeky smirk forms on his face before you even finish your sentence.
".....White Eskimo" you reply a smirk forming on your face matching his.
Harry's eyes widen and his eyebrows furrow in confusion after being caught out.
"Wait? What?"
"Oh, nevermind. Wrong person, see I used to know this band and you look exactly like their lead singer, green eyes, curly brown hair and dimples. Huh? Guess you have a twin" you say sassily before stepping to the right and waking past harry who currently had his mouth open is surprise and admiration.
You've taken about 5 steps before and hand grabs your wrist gently and spins you around to face them.
Once again, it was Harry.
"Your clever do you know that?" He says, a genuine smile on his face.
"I've been told"
"I'm harry"
"(Y/N)" you reply to the usually confident lad who is shyly rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin on his face.
This was the start of what of your relationship with the love of your life.
Harry styles......from White Eskimo.
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