"Hi" Harry says waving at the boy who was walking to the sink next to him.
"Hello" the boy grinned as he rubbed soap on his hands, Harry watched the boys hands rub together then he watched him dry his hands.
The boy rubbed his hands on pants after drying them, as he moves his eyes to Harry's eyes.
"Are you alright?" The boy questioned as Harry snaps out of his trance, he realized he hand been washing his hands the entire time he watched the boy.
He turns the water off and grabs a paper towel.
"Uh, yea." He replies embarrassed.
"Oh haha, you were just staring into space so I was just checking." The boy says.
Harry laughs trying to hide the embarrassment.
"I'm Louis!"
Harry smiles at the boy.
"I'm Harry." He replies.
"Nice to meet ya!" Louis grins.
"Same to you!" Harry grins back awkwardly.
"Would you like to go out sometime?" Harry blurts out!
"What?" Louis says, raising a brow.
"Uh, never mind." Harry replies as his face turns bright red.
"I would love too!" Louis smiles.
Harry lifts his head up.
"Hears my number." Louis says, pulling a pen out of a pocket on his jean jacket.
He writes his number down on Harry's hand.
Harry's hand trebles as Louis grasps his arm, writing down his number.
"So give me a call sometime." Louis smiled walking towards the door.
"Did I just meet this majestic, amazingly, beautiful boy in a men's bathroom." Harry thought as he stood staring at his hand.
Later that evening, Harry paced around his kitchen staring at his hand.
"It's to late to call him, I'll call him tomorrow but we just met, I should wait until the end of the week. What do I say? How do I say it? Will he like me? Does he think I'm just gonna be a friend or is he gay, will something actually happen?" Harry's thoughts were all over the place.
Every time he met someone new he always freaked out.
Harry didn't have many friends, especially since he was gay and being out if the closet didn't help.
People treated him differently even his parents. People excepted him but you could tell they treated him differently then others.
His only friends were these two guys Niall and Liam.
Liam and Niall treated him just like everyone else and that's what he liked about them.
"I'm gonna call Niall and Liam and ask them what I should do."
Niall and Liam always helped Harry with his problems especially his boy problems.
"Hey, Liam are you with Niall?" Harry asked.
"Yea, ya wanna come over?" Liam replies.
"No, I need your help."
"What's wrong, Haz?" Liam says.
"Well I met this guy an-" Harry says before he was cut off by Liam.
"Niall come here!" Liam yells through the phone.
"Go ahead." Liam says.
"I met this guy and he gave me his number, should I call him?" Harry asks.
"aww, Haz!" Niall replies.
"When did you meet him?" Liam asks
"Today at the coffee shop, in the bathroom." Harry grins picturing the moment they met.
"In the bathroom?" Niall questions.
"Not the point!" Harry snaps.
"Anyways, what do I do?"
"You met him today? Huh." Liam questions.
"Yea, why?" Harry replies.
"Well why are you in such a rush to call him? You must have a big crush on him." Liam chuckles.
"I guess you can say that." Harry blushes.
"You should call him!" Niall says.
"Yea, ask him to come over, hangout or whatever." Liam agrees.
"Right now? It's 7:00 pm, isn't that late." Harry says concerned.
"If he really likes you back he'll come!" Niall replies.
"Uh, okay. I'll call him!" Harry smiles.
"Great, talk to ya later?!" Liam replies.
"Yea." Harry says.
"alright, bye." Liam says.
"Bye." Harry says in return.
"Good luck." Niall blurts out.
"Thanks." Harry grins. Hanging up the phone.
Harry looks down at his hand and types the numbers into his phone.
After a few rings, someone answers.
"Hello, is this Louis?" Harry says shyly.
"Yea, who's this?" Louis replies.
"Oh uh, Harry from the coffee shop."
"Oh yea!" Louis laughs.
"I was wondering if ya maybe wanted to uh come over and hangout this evening?" Harry stutters.
{ hi everyone, hope you all enjoyed chapter one! }
