Cup Of Coffee

Chapter 8

CINDY'S  POV

I brushed my teeth and took a shower, after getting dressed I redid my curls because I slept horribly.

Also I was exhausted because Harris and I had talked until 5 this morning. It was 7:53 a.m. We'd only hanged up because he had to get to work.

I didn't know what his profession was, I never got around to asking him about it. Leaving my room I walked to the kitchen silently.

I made coffee for both Rei and I, waiting for her to come out of her room I busied myself with Adam's food.

After feeding Adam I sipped on my hot coffee, and scrolled through my morning feed.

"Dude, why are you up so early. Do you have work today?" Rei asked, she was walking out of her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Yeah, later this afternoon. But I have classes now!" I told her picking up my keys, wallet and phone.

"Alright have a great day!"

"You too!" I shouted racing out of the door.

It was around 10 when I reached to my class. I examined my outfit, I had on a black high waisted Jean's and a black crop top, I had on some blacks Van's. They were Reis.

My ash gray curls were still intact, even though I ran half the way here. They layed messily on my shoulders, I also had on winged eyeliner, mascara and some lip gloss. I wanted my whole look to come together.

I felt like a bad bitch.

As I walked inside my steps faltered abit, Joshua was there and so was his bully of a girlfriend, Rebecca.

I sat down and pulled out my books, I tried my best to ignore him but i couldn't help notice that he was staring at me.

As soon as class started I blocked out the pair and did what I came back to class to do, learn.

When class was over I packed my things, heading for the door. It was a little after 12 and I had to be to work in an hour.

"Heyyy, Cindy" I heard my name being called.

As I turned to see who it was my whole mood dropped, it felt as if my happiness was sucked out dry. What the hell was he, a mosquito?

"Can we, can we talk?" Joshua asked scratching the back of his brown hair.

"I have work" I stated blankly, turning in my heels and started to walked off.

"Then I'll come by" I rolled my eyes at his persistence.

"Dude back the fuck off, besides your girlfriends waiting" I say nodding my head to the back of him. Rebecca was waiting for him with her arms crossed, she looked pissed.

I had to stifle a laugh, who was she mad at?

I arrive to work 30 mins earlier than usual. The place was buzzing with life. Since Charles was behind the counter, Sydney and I were the waitresses.

"Charles, can I get two coffees, one cream" I said to him, his hands started moving furiously against the screen of the pc.

I raced through the coffee shop, moving swiftly on my feet serving and taking orders.

"Cindy, those black coffees are ready!" Charles shouted to me once I reached the front counter.

"Thanks" I picked up the coffee and placed it on my tray, light steam flowed out of the cups. As soon as I turned around to get moving I bumped into someone, resulting in the black cup of  coffee to spill on them.

"Holy shit, are you alright?" I asked in shock, the black coffee that was once in my hand, in a cup and on my tray was now on the man's white shirt in front of me. I quickly turned around to get the napkins off of the counter to clean his shirt.

He ran a hand through his black curls in frustration and spoke,"Yes, its alright." I could hear a thick british accent come through.

"Are you sure?" I asked nervously, wiping furiously at his shirt with a napkin.

Why wont the stain come out? Isnt these napkins supposed to be soakable or something?!? Soak this shit up!.

"Miss,miss" I was too busy trying to clean off my mess to actually pay attention to him.

"Ma'am!" He exclaimed and I finally looked up. "I'm pretty sure it didnt spill that low"

"Oops, sorry-" a light blush covered my face as I apologised.

I looked up to the man and my mouth fell open. I didnt even think he recognized me, my hair and my body were way different now.

And I didnt tell him I changed my hair color.

"Its alright, now if you'll excuse me" His eyes were strained on someone in the back of me as he tapped my shoulder.

He walked away from me, I knee he couldn't have recognize me but it didnt keep the disappointment from swimming in my heart.

"HARRY!" I heard Cheryl shout.

"Harry?!" I whispered under my breath.

"Grandma!" He said as equally excited as her and wrapped her in his arms, kissing her forehead.

"GRANDMA?!!" I said outloud. They stopped hugging each other and turnt to me, Cheryl had a mischievous smile on her face.

"Cindy, this is my grandson I'm always telling you about. Harris Wayne" Her smile never fell from her face.

When he heard my name, I saw the recognition flash behind his green emeralds.

"Oh" Was all I could say.

"Isnt he handsome?" She asked pinching his cheeks.

"Ow, Grandma. Dont bruise the money maker." He smiled at her.

"Um Cheryl, I think it's almost time for me to head home, I-I have to go!" She nodded her head at me and rushed out of the cafe.

I hurried to my apartment before Harris could come out and stop me.

A/N: So guys she met Harris. Did you think she shouldn't have left?

What would you have done?

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