Table 6

"You hate him. You serve him. He never misses a night."

You're just trying to survive.
You work nights at an upscale restaurant in the city - serving the elite, the drunk, and the cruel. You keep your head down. Never flirt. Never engage. Just take their orders and keep your job.
But every Thursday, he shows up.
Harry Styles.
Rude. Rich. Always in black. Always at table six with the same group of too-slick friends. He tips big, but looks at you like he owns you.
You swear he's playing a game.
You just don't know the rules yet.
Until one night, you make a mistake. You talk back. And Harry... smiles.
He starts coming in alone.
And he doesn't just want food anymore.
He wants you.