Lucky Happenstance [h.s]

"Excuse me, hi, I really don't mean to bother you-but, um- areyouharrystyles?"

He looked up from his ereader and Clary felt the world crash around her. She did it, and there was no turning back. She expected him, at best, to look up with tolerance, and at worst, annoyance. But he didn't. He looked up at her with pure kindness and a bit of excitement. He set his ereader down.

"It's no bother." He gave me that dazzling smile everyone talks about. "I'm just waiting for a mate to show up. He's a bit late. What's your name?"

"It's Clary. My friend is actually extraordinarily late as well." I replied. "I might be incredibly passive agressive. Do you think-uh-I could have a picture?"