Change My Mind (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 2: So We Meet Again.?

(Amber's POV)

Saturdays were my morning shift. I started at 7:15am and worked until 4pm. It's a long Saturday, but its the day I get paid the most and I needed this money.

I walked to Starbucks and got on my uniform hat and apron. I sat behind the counter, greeting and taking orders from customers. 

When we funally run out of black coffee, I run to the back of the store and start warming some up. I get back to the counter, and there is a small line of people. Where the hell is Danny!? I wonder. He works the same time as me, and usually takes the counter when I walk away from it for a minute. 

I ring up the first three people, with small and medium coffees. They leave the counter, happy. Their coffee's came out fine, and on time. I look up at the next customer.

"Welcome to Starbucks, What can I get For--" I stop, realizing who it is. "Why are you here?" I ask with a annoyed look on my face. It was Harry again.

"The same reason everyone els is..." He starts. "To get a coffee." He says.

I roll my eyes. "What do you want?" I ask him.

He smiled. "Caffe Misto" He said without hesitating or thinking about it.

I went behind where I was standing and blended the coffee. I walked back to the counter and set it down.

"Took you long enough." He smiled and winked at me.

I rolled my eyes. "That'll be £6.32" I tell him.

"How about a date instead?" He smiles cheekily at me.

I shook my head 'no' with a 'Like that will ever happen' look on my face, then wait for him to give me the money.

"Come on, How about I pay for the drink, and we go on a date." He smiled again.

"Why? So you can have sex with me?" I ask him. "I don't think so." I say, holding out my hand for the money.

He finally opens his wallet and pays me. He watches me as I put it in the cash register. I look up at him and notice he is still standing there.

"If you don't notice, I have other customers, so move." I tell him.

He steps over a little, but still doesn't leave. After I finish ringing up that customer, I have no other line. I glance over, and Harry is still standing by the counter. 

"Do you need something?" I ask him, with a bit of hate in my voice.

"Yes.." He said with a cheeky smile.

"What do you need?" I ask with an annoyed look.

"You." He says.

I look at him strangly. Before I can say anything he steps infront of me and speaks up.

"If you won't hang out with just me." He started. "Come to dinner with me and the lads tonight." He says. 

"I don't know any of them. Plus, if their anything like you..." I start. He looks at me waiting for me to say it. "I probally won't like them!" I say. It sounded mean when I said it, but at this rate, I didn't care.

"Please. Trust me, you will like them. They'll probally like you too." He smiled.

"No.. I don't know what you have planned behind this, and I don't want to know." I say.

"What makes you think I have something planned behind this?" He says. "I just want to hang out with you. You seem to hate me though, so I want you to meet the boys." He tells me.