Paris At Midnight (H.S)

Chapter Four

Violets POV

"Im sorry." Those were the only words I could manage to get out. I immediately looked away from his gaze. Trying to find anything else to focus on. Anything.

I then heard a chuckle and it caught my attention. I looked up at the man and meet his green eyed gaze. His eyes were enchanting. You could easily stare at them all day.

"Your sorry?" His voice broke through my thoughts once again and I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Yes..." I didn't know what else to say. I just wanted him to walk away so I could end this embarrassment.

"Just watch the fuck out next time and you won't have to be sorry." He shrugged and pushed his hands through his hair. He didn't have really long hair but it was still a lot. It was such a beautiful brown though. His words finally hit me as I shook the thought away. Did he just tell me to watch the fuck out?

"Excuse me?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest. Trying to show I was upset. Again though I was a people pleaser. I didn't want to be rude to him. I didn't know him so who was I to say he was an asshole?

I saw his eyes move down to where my arms were covering. I couldn't help the chill that ran through my body. Having his eyes on me was an electric feeling. I didn't know wether that was good or bad though. I tightened my arms around me. Slowly his gaze moved back up to meet my eyes.

"Your excused, Little Blossom." He said with a smirk growing on his face. Suddenly he leaned down and I felt his warm breath on my ear. "Your not covering yourself very well. That spilt coffee makes your white shirt see through." I felt my cheeks immediately burn up at his words. What gave him the right to say that to me? Nothing. Nothing did.

"I don't know why that matters...sir." I didn't know what to call him. I did not know his name. He didn't offer it to me. Yet.

I heard the small chuckle fall off his lips. Then felt the warm breath that was against my ear and my skin got flushed. I know it did. I couldn't help it. Ive never been in this situation before.

Before I could keep my thoughts going they were interrupted. "Sir? Hmm... Interesting name choice blossom." He suddenly moved away standing straight up and looking down at me.

"That is not my name, so please, please don't call me that." I couldn't help but have a pouty lip. It was a habit. I didn't like the little nickname he was calling me.

His smirk grew a bit. "I didn't ask if it was your name, but if your going to be bitchy about then whats your name blossom?" He asked with a hint of curiosity behind his eyes. I could tell he was just as curious about me as I was him. I didn't know what it was about him that drew me to him.

"My name is Violet, not Blossom." I said and turned my head to the side looking at the table that the boys were sitting at.

Suddenly I felt a soft grasp on my chin. Then suddenly I was looking at the man again. He was staring so intently at me that I could barely think at this moment. He had the same small smirk on his beautifully structured face. God. What the hell was I thinking letting him touch me?

I couldn't think. That was the problem.

I could only focus on how his soft fingertips felt against my heated skin. The heat on my skin collided with the cool skin of his fingertips. My mind trailed off to the goosebumps rising on my skin.

"Violet...Hm. I think I like Little Blossom better." He said and brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. I melted into his touch. I didn't want to give him this control over me.

Snap the hell out of it Violet.

I suddenly came back to earth and took in a sharp breath and gulped down all the feelings that just ignited in me. Pushing them away.

"Stop.." I tried to gain the courage to end whatever the hell this was.

Then his smirk was gone and we had locked eyes now. "Trying to figure out my name Little Blossom?" He spoke as he sucked in a sharp breath. Looking at me just as intensely as before.

I couldn't even get out a coherent sentence. I just nodded as a reply. I didn't know what the hell to do.

He moved a piece of fallen hair from my face and studied my face more. Taking in my expression. "Well, It's Harry." His words were whispered.

"Well Harry, Your too close right now. We don't know each other." I spoke slowly. Not trying to sound rude.

"We will soon Blossom. Soon." He smirked and moved away from me and turned on his heels. Walking towards the door and out of the coffee shop.

I didn't realize I was holding a breath until the moment he walked out. I felt a hundred pounds lighter. He made me feel so different. The tension in the room was so powerful it scared me. I had never felt like that before. Nervous but curious.

When I went back over to the table I saw everyone look at my shirt. Calum raised an eyebrow. "What happened to you Vi?" He questioned the stain of coffee on my shirt.

"Just a mishap I suppose." I smiled gently at him. I didn't want him to worry. I was also grateful that they didn't see that scene.

Then we left. Leaving all my thoughts of Harry and what had happen in my head.

When I got home I had so many thoughts running through my head. I decided I would just go to bed and try to forget it.

I will most likely not see him again so why get so worked up about it?