you walked into the beachwood cafe. the sound of harry's angelic voice rang through your head.
"don't you call him baby, we're not talking lately. don't you call him what you used to call me," he sang softly through the microphone. you walked over to the counter ready to order you're drink.
"hey (name!) do you want your usual?" bob duncan asked. you smiled.
"i'll have the usual, please." he smiled and nodded.
"one ice lemon latte with extra foam almond shavings a hint of lemon peel marshmallow bubbles and a tiny umbrella in a chilled glass coming right up!" he said in a cheery voice. your fatass came to the beachwood cafe everyday. you pretty much kept them in business. you walked over to the pick-up counter. you looked over and saw about the same height as you man. he had fiery orange hair and piercing blue eyes. you saw him checking you out. you blushed and looked away.
"order for (name!)" julia said. you smiled and walked over to her.
"thank you," (name) said. she rolled her eyes.
"shut up," she said. you pursued your lips and walked away. but, you turned right into ed and the two of you split your drinks on one another.
"oh my gosh mister. i-i'm so sorry!" you stuttered. he chuckled.
"not to worry love," he said. you started to wipe yourself off. you felt his gaze burning into the back of your neck.
"what's your number?" he asked. you looked up and gave him a confused look.
"excuse me?" you asked. he chuckled.
"what is your number," he said. you had to lie to him. of course you weren't going to give some random stranger your number. you quickly thought of a random combination of numbers.
"oh. okay! it's 555-267-8910," you said. you weren't entirely lying. that was your phone number. except for the fact that the 10 should be an 11. he nodded before walking off
"thanks love, i'll give you a call," he said. you sighed, laughing after.
"or not," you smirked.
a/n: once again, this is a joke. i may not even go through with it. i'm doing it for my friend. such an old soul she is. TPWK. -H
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when the coffee's out at the beachwood cafe
Fanficyou run into the ginger haired legend ed sheeran at the beachwood cafe. and it kills you cause you know you're run out of things you can say. THIS ISSA JOKE not a funny one, but still not a serious story also sorry for the shotty writing on my previ...
