Late Night Coffee {H.S}

Five

Dedicated to @GUCCIPANTHAS and @hanateii 🖤

Chapter Five: Your Eyes In The Light

He takes quick steps towards me, his green eyes on me the entire time and it's like he's walking in slow motion. Since I laid eyes on him, it's as if the entire room went silent. It was no longer filled with business women, or men, or even Tyren. It was just Harry and Me.

"How are you?" He asks as soon as he reaches me. His green eyes are bright and his pupils are dilated. He runs ring covered fingers through his brown hair, hair that was covered the first time we met, and his cheeks are slightly pink. I bet I wear the same shocked facial expression.

Somehow my breath has rushed back into my lungs and I give him a slight smile. It was great to see him again, he's all I'd been thinking about over the past few days. I'd been convincing myself that I'd never see him again, so seeing him here, in all his glory, has me on cloud nine.

"I'm good." I say, speechless. Seeing him this close up was intimidating, but making the feelings I tried to put off a thousand times stronger. "How are you?" I manage to add.

"I'm doing well." His accent makes me want to melt. I mentally roll my eyes at how giddy he is making me. It's insane how is presence has me nervous, speechless and breathless all at once.

"How are you here?" He asks, resting his hands on his hips. I notice that his fingernails are colored black, and they compliment the rings that adorn his fingers.

"Tyren, the person you're meeting with," I gesture to Tyren who is watching us intently from across the room. "Is a friend of mine." I tell him and he looks back to Tyren who gives him a small smile.

"It's really good to see you. I didn't think I would." He admits, staring into my eyes intently.

"I didn't either. I went back the next night, but you weren't there." I accuse him remembering my early hurt at his no show.

His eyebrows furrow in confusion, "What? I did..." He starts but then a man who introduced himself as Jared, calls Harry. "Are you ready to start Styles?" Harry looks back at him and then his eyes meet mine once more.

"Are you staying for the meeting?" He asks and I shake my head.

"Legally, I can't." I say, quoting Tyren's words from earlier.

"I can just say I want you to stay. Problem solved." He smirks and there's that cockiness from a few nights ago that annoyed me but excited and drew me to him all at once.

"Want to talk to me that bad, Styles?" I ask him, finally feeling comfortable enough to joke with him. Although I still felt nervous, I was beginning to feel like I did when we first met, when I didn't know who he was and we were all alone in the Late Night Coffee shop. The only difference now is that I now know that he is capable of selling out Madison Square Garden, that, and we're in a room full of people who are staring at us because we're flirting in the middle of a meeting.

Are we flirting? I know I'm flirting with him but I wonder if it's reciprocated.

"Yes." He answers my question from earlier and, seemingly, the question I internally posed.

I look over his shoulder to the prying eyes around us and my eyes land on Tyren who is staring at us harder than anyone else in the room.

"I'll be here when the meeting is over." I tell him.

"Okay, I'll come and find you." He promises. "Please don't leave." He adds. I give him a nod and walk towards the door.

"You good?" Tyren asks me and I smile. "Yeah, I'm fine, now go to your meeting." I instruct and he rolls his eyes but gives me a smile. He then places the keys to his car, I recognize them from earlier, into my pocket.