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*few days later*

The shining sun, coffee smell and people sitting around talking and enjoying their time.

It's one of my favorite places here in London. I often come here when I want to drink some coffee and think or write. I sit in my usual spot in the corner, deep in thought with my journal in front of me.

Sometimes I just write down some random thoughts, other times I write down what is bothering me at the moment, which helps me deal with things. A lot of times these written down thoughts turn into a song.
This time I just needed some time alone with a coffee and my journal.

"I didn't expect to see you here." I jump slightly hearing a familiar, raspy voice whisper behind me.

I turn around and see Harry standing with a cup.

"Hi, would you mind if I joined you?" he asks with a gentle smile.

"Hi, not at all, go ahead."

I smile back at him watching as he sits down in front of me. He wears a simple black t-shirt, black skinny jeans, brown boots and sunglasses on his head.

How can he look that good in these simple clothes?

"Do you come here often?"

"Yeah, whenever I have time and need to somehow escape from the outside world." I answer.

He thinks a little before talking again.

"I heard that you're taking a break. Does that mean a second record?"

Harry asks nodding to my journal.

Wait, how does he- oh right.

"Tim... He talks too much sometimes."

He chuckles.

"So?"

"Um... I don't know. I think I have to slow down a bit. I still write and everything but I don't plan on going to the studio anytime soon."

"Holiday time then?"

"Something like that, I guess." I sigh. "What about you? What do you plan on doing next?"

"Well, I have a few more shows on this tour and then I want to rest a bit. We'll be in the same place I guess." he points out.

"It seems so..." I say looking into his eyes.

He stares back at me as if he had something on his mind.

Shit, Tim and his long tounge.

"Okay, what else did he tell you?"

"What do you mean?" he frowns.

"Come on, I see the way you're looking at me right now." I groan.

"Um... No, nothing." he clears his throat. "Do you have some plans for the rest of the day?"

"Not really... Why?"

It's getting interesting.

"I want to show you a place where I like to come to think and write. Are you in?" Harry explains grinning.

Well, I don't mind spending a day with Harry Styles but...

No buts.

"Let's go then." I answer with a wide smile.

I still wonder what Tim and his big mouth revealed to him... Gonna find out soon, I guess.

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A/N:
Hello again!
My classes were canceled today so I wrote another chapter. Hope you like it!

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