The Smoothie Stand ×L.S×

Chapter 1

It's a warm day in June, the 29th to be exact, when Harry is walking along the sidewalks of New York exploring his new home for the next five years or so, maybe more. It would've been four but Harry had decided he wanted a free year before he went to college.

His hair is whipping in his face and he inwardly curses himself for not bringing a hairtie to hold his mop of hair back. He pulls his phone out from his tight black jeans to check for any messages from his Mum or sister. It's only been a couple days since he landed in The Big Apple and he already misses them dearly.

Harry moves to put his phone back in his pocket but gets pushed down to the ground and his phone flies out of his hands.

"Watch where your going!" Some big black guy yells at Harry and Harry really wants to say something back but this kind of situation has happened before and he really doesn't want to run through streets and alleys again while screaming for his life. "And cut your hair hobo!" And the guy trudges away.

Well that was quite rude, Harry thinks as his hand goes to his head to feel his hair. "Maybe I should cut it," He mumbles to himself.

Harry eyes scan the ground searching for his phone, which he can't find. He stands from his spot, well almost stands, he bumps his head with someone else's.

"Oops," Harry says, looking up to the mystery person he bumped heads with and his breath hitches. This guy is hot!

"Hi," The person smiles at Harry and Harry's quite shocked he didn't pass out cause this guy's voice is hella cute. All Harry is thinking is that he could cut his thumb on those cheekbones. "M'Louis."

"Uh, h-hi." Harry blushes hard when he stutters from embarrassment and partly cause this Louis character is looking at him and it's not in disgust. "I'm Harry."

"Hi, Harry." Louis has a breathtaking smile and Harry might've just died. "By the way, here's your phone," Harry holds out Harry's phone to him but snatches it back. "Only if you don't cut your hair."

Harry nods and Louis hands him his phone back. "Good, I quite like it." Louis reaches his hand up and pulls a strand of Harry's hair away from his eyes. "S'cute."

"Th-thank you," Harry blushes again. "You're the first person who's ever told me that."

"Really?" When Harry nods Louis looks absolutely shocked. "I don't understand why, it looks really good on you!"

Harry's grin could split his face. "Thank you!"

"That's absolutely no problem. I love telling people the truth," Louis winks at Harry and Harry does a quiet little giggle but Louis heard it and is aww'ing in his head.

"Uhm, I guess I'll see ya later," Harry grins at Louis before starting to walk away but Louis stops him.

"Wait," Harry looks back. "Would you like to try some samples?"

Harry never noticed the smoothie stand behind Louis. Harry just guesses it was because Louis was blinding his vision with his beauty. Smooth.

"Oh, no thank you."

"Come on, they're delicious." Louis reaches his hand out for Harry with a smile on his lips and his eyebrows raised, tempting him.

Harry bites his lip for a second then sighs and gives in. "Okay, maybe just one."

Louis throws his hands in the air. "Yayyyy! Come on," Louis grabs Harry's hand and drags him to the awaiting smoothie stand.

"Now, tell me what flavor mister...what's your last name?"

"Styles, my last name is Styles."

"That's cute..Harry Styles." Harry loves the way his name rolls off Louis' tongue. "Mine is Tomlinson by the way. Anyways, what flavor Mister Styles?"

"Hmm, surprise me." Harry winks and he has no idea where he got that sudden burst of confidence.

"Oo cheeky I see," Louis giggles, "Close your eyes." And Harry does just that while humming Bet On It from High School Musical 2.

Louis laughs, immediately recognizing the song and singing along to Harry's hums making Harry giggle.

"Hold your hand out," Harry does and Louis sets a small cup in his hands "Now Mr Troy Bolton, you may drink it."

Harry tilts his head back and drinks it like a shot.

"Yeah! Take it like a champ!" Louis laughs and Harry almost spits out the smoothie. "Guess the flavor?"

"Mm, definitely grape."

"Correctimoondo!" Louis highfives Harry and it sends a tingle down both of their spines.

"I better get going now, my cat needs me." Harry laughs. Oh yeah, one more thing, Harry has a cat.

"Aww, I love kitties. They're so cute!" Louis coos. "But not as cute as you."

Harry is a blushing mess as he says good bye to Louis and starts to make his way back to his apartment.

"Bye Harry!" Louis calls after him.

They would both be lying if they said they didn't fall asleep smiling.

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