Harry Styles Imagines

coffee house (2/3)

I turn my laptop off as soon as Harry walks over to me. "Hey." He smiles and sits across from me. "Hello." I smile warmly back.

He takes his apron off and folds it before laying it under the counter.  He gets up and starts to walk to the door.  He looks back at me,  "You coming? " He smiles and I nod before packing up my laptop and hurrying over to him.

He opens the door for me and I smile shyly as I walk by.  "So where are we going? " I ask as we wait for the walking sign to turn white.

"I have a place in mind. But I'm not telling you. " I roll my eyes and push his shoulder,  causing him to chuckle.  "So how long have you lived in London? " Harry asks as we walk across the street.

"Most of my life.  Me and my parents moved here from California when I was in fifth grade. How about you? " I ask,  looking at him from the corner of my eye.

"All my life.  Well,  in the UK.  I was born in Manchester,  England." He says,  our hands brushing.  I feel my cheeks heat up and he chuckles.  "What? " I ask,  trying so hard to cover my cheeks.

"You're cute when you blush. " He bumps his body into mine and I giggle a 'shut up. ' We arrive at this cute little Mexican restaurant where mexican music is playing low, lights in the shape of jalapenos and sombreros,  and the building is a warm yellow with a red outliner.

"Do you like it?  We can go some where else if you-"

"Its cute.  I love it." I smile at the tall attractive man behind me.  He leads me to a table outside and pulls the chair out for me.  "Such a gentleman. "  I giggle as I grab a menu.

"So what is your favorite color? " Harry asks and I cant help but laugh.  "What? " His cheeks turn pink.  "No nothing in a bad way.  I just find it cute how you start off with such a simple question. " He smiles and moves some curls out of his face.

"Its purple. And yours? " I ask, skimming over the menu.  "Mine is green and blue."

I nod and a waiter finally arrives.  "Hi my name is Jose,  I will be your waiter this afternoon. Can I start you off with sone drinks? "

I flip the menu over to look at the beverages.  "Can I get a coke?" I ask and he nods as he writes it down.  "And for you sir?" He turns to Harry. "I'll have a coke as well."

The waiter left and it went silent between me and Harry. I fiddle with my fingers and it takes me by surprise when I feel someones feet interwine with mine. I look up and raise an eye brow at Harry.

"Oh,  sorry.  Its a habit." He pulls his legs back but I shake my head.  "Its fine." I smile and he interwines our legs again.

"So what are you into?" I ask Harry as the waiter lays our cups down.  "Singing."

"Me too.  And acting." I smile and the waiter takes out his note pad.  "Are you ready to order? " We nod,  Harry going first.  "I'll have the three tacos please."

"And I will have the same." I say as I hand the waiter our menus. "They will be out soon." And with that,  the waiter left again.

It got silent again. I excuse myself to the bathroom to at least make it less awkward.  I get up from my chair and walk inside. 

The bathroom smells like sweet soap and tacos when I walk in.  I look in the mirror and fix my make up.  I look pale and my cheeks are super red.  I powder my face darker and re-do my eye liner.

When I kinda look better I exit the strange smelling room.  Inside the restaurant the lights are dim with the small jalapenos lighting the room.  The mexican music is louder in here and people are chatting up a storm in here.

When I get back to the table the food has already arrived.  I pull off Harry's beanie as I walk behind him. "Hey! " He chuckles as I put it on.  "Its so big!" I giggle as I adjust the hat on my head.

"Thats what she said." He winks and I toss a piece of cheese at him. "But I have to admit,  it looks ten times better on you." He winks.  "Thats what he said!" I giggle and he chuckles.  "Youre so lame its cute. "

We start to eat and talk about what we want to do with our lives. Harry wants to become a professional singer or a football player.  "Thats really cool.  My brother wanted to be a football player."

"Why isnt he? " Harry asks as he takes a bite out of his taco. "He passed away before he could.  He was seventeen. " I look down at my fingers.

"Hey,  Hey I'm so sorry." Harry says as he hurries over to me,  wrapping his strong arms around me. "Its fine.  I mean,  you remind me of him.  Sweet,  kind,  smart.  Not going to lie but both of yall were…  well are attractive."

I smile at him,  not realizing our faces here only centimeters away from eachother.  "Well you are quite attractive yourself." I fel my cheeks heat up as he starts to lean in. 

I feel his lips brush mine and his body heat radiating off of him.  Then someone from too tables down sneezed,  causing us to break our close called kiss.  "Oh,  well… erm,  you're okay now,  right? " He asks,  standing awkwardly next to me.  I nod looking down.

"Okay.. Good." He sits back down infront of me. 

Damned sneezer.

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I'm so so so so so sorry for not updating!!!!  School has sucked and I've been so busy with my drama practice!!  My friends have been on my butt with updates and I'm trying my best to keep it up but its so hard.

I will try my best to write more or update another one.  How is this one?  Its the fiest multiple imagine I've done.

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