My Bestfriend and Boyfriend are in One Direction.

"Oooh" I let out a gasp when the cold London air hit my cheek. I still haven't gotten use to the weather here, even tho I have lived here in London for almost a year. I grew up in Florida, where it was at least 80 degrees everyday even during Winter. I lived on a farm, but I always dreamed of living in a big city like New York or Chicago, someplace with big buildings. I never thought I would move to London, especially right when I turned 18, I got a scholarship to The University of London Performing Arts, but I wasn't going to ignore the chance to go to London! I lived in a one bedroom apartment next door to my best friend, Kirsten we met the day I moved in and have become inseparable ever since.

I was on my way to Starbucks, it was about 1 in the mourning. I had an exam due in 7 hours that I had to finish. So I was going to go to Starbucks to help me concentrate. Once I got there I opened the door and the warm air greeted me. I walked to the counter not noticing there was another guy in the corner on his phone, I ordered a Vanilla Frap with cream base, large. Once I got my drink I sat down on the couch not taking a second glance at the boy in the corner, but I did notice he had very curly brown hair. I took out my books and got to work, after about 15 minutes I turned and looked at the boy, he was looking at me anyways and we made eye contact, it was strange almost like we connected in a way he looked really familiar. I ignored it and got back to work on my exam. About 5 minutes later the guy came and sat on the couch across from me. I looked up to him looking at me with a small grin.

"Hello" the boy said.

"Hi" I said with a smile, he was very cute, he had beautiful green eyes, and a very cute smile. I then realized I spent the last 30 seconds examining his face. It seemed he was doing the same.

"So, whats a girl like you doing here at almost 1:30 in the mourning?" he said smiling at me.

"Oh" I said looking down at my books. "I have an exam due tomorrow, that I am suppose to be working on." I said with a little bit of an attitude, but I didn't want to come across that way.

"Am I interrupting you?" he said sarcastically, he still had a grin on his face. I knew this boy was not my type but I played along.

"No, it's fine." I said back. "So what are you doing here so late?"

"Couldn't sleep." he answered rubbing his eye.

"So you come and get coffee? Was that suppose to help you sleep? Most people I know use coffee to help them wake up." I said cleverly.

"Ha-ha, I just really like coffee." he said back. He then stuck out his hand, "I'm Harry, and you are?" I shook his hand and said "Sydney".

"Well Sydney, that is a lovely name and it is a pleasure of mine to meet you." It then struck me who he was, he was Harry Styles from that band One Direction. He was the one that I read about in a magazine, he likes to date grandmothers. I then realized we were still holding hands. I laughed a little then let go of his hand, and began to put my books in my backpack.

"Are you leaving?" he said a little confused.

"Yes, I'm late for something." I said walking to the trash can on the opposite side of the restaurant from the exit. I tossed my cup in the trash and started walking out the restaurant. I pushed the door and felt something grab my other hand.

"Do you want me to walk you back?" he said smiling at me.

"I just met you, how do I know your not some pedophile" I said. He laughed a little, then looked into my eyes.

"Come on, its 2 in the mourning, I'll be able to sleep a lot better knowing you're safe at your house."

"Okay" I said smiling. He was so sweet, but I knew he wasn't my type. He helped me with my book bag that was heavy with books. We began walking, it was cold so we walked kind of close, it was awkward at first but he began the conversation.