The next day, Harry didn't have classes at the early hours in the morning, so Niall and he woke up late. They were too lazy to prepare breakfast and they decided to go to the bakery near the college. They texted Cassie to ask if she wanted to join them and she said yes.
Harry wore a long sleeved navy blue tee and black pair of jeans, along with a black beanie. He drove his Audi TT to the bakery, with Niall, and it was a fifteen minutes drive.
As they arrived at the bakery, Cassie came running towards them, dramatically.
"Harry! Niall! Help!", she said, breathing heavily.
"What happened? Are you okay?!", Niall asked worriedly.
"Freya!", she blurted out.
"What's with her?", Harry asked.
"Yesterday I tried to ask her out, but no words came out of my mouth and I made a fool of myself. Someone in our dorm is trying to flirt with her and she is good at it! I don't want to lose her Styles! Help me!", Cassie said wincing.
Harry and Niall looked at each other and rolled their eyes.
"You just scared the shit out of us you idiot!", Niall said and sighed.
"It is scary Leprechaun! I like her so much!", Cassie shouted angrily. Niall was pissed.
"Okay okay calm down. What do you want us to do?", Harry asked.
"Teach me how to flirt! I wanna be confident around her!", Cassie said with excitement.
"Ask Niall", Harry said plainly.
Niall gave him a look.
"Really Styles? Aren't you the professional flirt?", Niall asked him.
Harry pressed his lips into a thin line.
"My own love life is drowning in the ocean, how can I help someone else to swim?", Harry asked them, pouting.
"But you know how to flirt! That's the point here! Help me Styles, please!", Cassie pleaded Harry as they walked into the bakery.
They stood near the cashier's desk, as Niall was ordering breakfast for three of them. All the tables in the bakery were occupied so they had to wait.
"Okay Harry, now tell me how did you flirt with your Beast!", Cassie said.
"I... I need some time to reminisce the feeling", Harry said, slightly blushing.
"Okay whatever", Cassie said with a shrug.
Harry leaned his back on the cashier's desk. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, thinking about the ocean blue ones that owned his heart.
As he opened his eyes, he saw them in front of him, walking into the bakery. Harry smiled to himself, assuming that it was his dream and said,
"When she comes in front of you, you stare at her.... Think about your extreme adoration for her... As she comes closer to you, you keep staring at her"
"Harry what are you saying?", Cassie was confused.
"You keep staring at him, he comes closer and closer and closer and clo..."
"Harry what? it's not him, it's her", Cassie asked and looked at the direction where Harry was staring. She understood.
"..ser to you, and he says...."
"Stop staring at me like that, you creep!", Louis said as he stood in front of Harry.
"....and then you tell him that you want to kiss him", Harry said fondly, still not realising that Louis was actually in front of him.
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The Dagger's Rose || l.s (completed)
Fanfiction"You're not Belle and I'm not your prince or beast or whatever you're calling me! This is not a fucking fairy tale!", he said two years ago. It's definitely not a fairy tale. It's a 'Stockholm syndrome' story of a boy and a boy. THE STORY IS COMPL...
