Note:I know it has been a while since I put some writing out here. I’ve been busy with work and didn’t have that much of inspiration going on :/. So this is the first thing I’ve finished in a while. Thanks to the lovely @lovingstyles87 for editing it 😘
Harry looked at his phone for the sixth time in four minutes. In his jeans and white t-shirt and big white sunglasses on his head, he blended into the scenery of the people in the cafè. Some people were chatting to a friend, others drank coffee and a few hid behind sunglasses in the almost bright spring morning
In his mind, it felt like he was dressed in neon colours because people in the cafè and passersby looked at him. He was sitting alone and people noticed that. This was going to be his second date with y/n and he couldn’t have been more excited.
Y/n hadn’t arrived yet. As he scanned for her short form, dark brown hair and her trade-mark Chelsea boots, she was nowhere to be seen, as some people walked into the cafè.
He checked his phone again. No message. Sure he was early, but the waiting was nerve wrecking. Taking the last sip of his black coffee his gaze landed on a old lady struggling with her grocery bag. A tap on his shoulder brought him back to the reality of him waiting for y/n.
To his surprise the lovely girl that tapped his shoulder was y/n. He stood up from his chair and they hugged each other.
“Hi Harry” y/n smiled at at him.
“Hi, how are you?” He stumbled on his words a little bit. His cheeks were getting red and hot. The only thing on his mind was how this girl could get his heartbeat racing.
“I’m good, thank you. How are you doing?” She asked when she sat down. “I’m doing great, let’s order some drinks and food shall we” and he gave one of the menus to y/n.
Harry’s mind was all over the place. He was sweating. Fidgeting. Y/n made him nervous. Not in a bad way, it felt nice.
He already knew that y/o was beautiful .. very beautiful. Her eyes that would light up when he told a corny joke, her smile, those little freckles on her cheeks.
“I just don’t ordinarily do this,” he says. “Going out, I mean. Dating. It’s one of those things you see on the telly or movies and something goes wrong. Never really occurred to me that it was a thing people actually did. I don’t date that much, not at all really.”
He frowns and takes a nervous sip of his coffee. “God, that makes me sound like a bit of a loser, doesn’t it?
“No,” she says, “I understand what you mean. Dating is weird and awkward sometimes. let’s just agree that this is hanging out, maybe it’ll take some of the nerves away” She smiled and looked down at the menu.
“Hello, my name is Daniel and I’ll be the waiter for this table. Can I help you two out yet?” a slightly older man kindly smiled at Harry and y/n. Harry took a quick glance at the menu and told Daniel that he wanted a carrot cake and a black coffee.
“Have you made up your mind yet y/n?” Harry looked over to her. “Hmmm… I think I have. But it all sounds and looks really delicious. I’m taking the New York cheesecake and a caffè latte please.” She gave the menu back to Daniel.
“How have you been Harry? The last time we saw each other was before your tour. Was it as exciting as you thought it was going to be?” She smiled and looked directly into his eyes.
He kind of forgot she looked people in their eyes while talking. Even though he liked her eyes, he now understood why people get a bit nervous from people (himself) doing that.
“It was amazing. Honestly I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun. The fans all over the world were amazing. They sang every song, made signs and it looked like they had fun. And I heard stories from fans that they met friends because of me and the other guys. So if that’s the case than I did my job. I also had some time to spend time with family and friends. It’s always nice when I get that chance,” he said.
She gave him a smile and nodded a few times while he told some very touching stories, and she laughed with him when he told her about the funniest moments during his time on tour.
Harry noticed that y/n let him be himself and let him open up. Sure he knew he wasn’t always very talkative, but with the right people he could talk for hours and hours.
“Okay.. enough about me. What have you done the last couple of months?” He said, while taking a bite from his carrot cake. Munching on his cake he listened to y/n explaining what she had done.
“The last time we met I was working at Starbucks and I didn’t really like it. Didn’t feel comfortable there. But I found a job that suited me more. So I applied. I didn’t hear anything for a while.. I figured that meant I wasn’t the one getting the job.’’
‘’But a few weeks ago they called me back, saying they found my application back and they wanted to plan a meeting,” and y/n took a bite from her cheesecake, and started talking again. Until she realized she was talking with her mouth full, and he probably couldn’t understand a single word.
Harry didn’t really mind it. She looked cute while eating and talking about something she loved. Y/n seemed very happy about getting that meeting.
“Sorry,” y/n swallowed her bite of cheesecake. “I have a habit of talking with food in my mouth,” she spoke while taking a sip from her lattè and then continued with her story.
“I end up at the building where the meeting was held. So far everything was just going fine.. the secretary brought me up to the room. But we were running a bit late, and we started to run. And before I entered the room one of my heels broke. I tried to hold on to the wall or so I thought and it ended up being the door to the room where the meeting was. “
Harry was trying his best to contain his laughter. But failed miserably.
“Yeah.. yeah. You just laugh Harold. I ended up laying there on the ground with three people looking at me with their faces full of shock. Long story short.. I got the accountancy job. Now that’s how this girl got the job.”
Y/n smiled and took a few sips of her drink and ate her cheesecake.
“That.. is definitely how you manage to get a job. Just fall on the ground and make an impression,” he smiled.
Harry we need you at the studio for a few final checks. Can you get here in 30 min?
“They want or need you back?,” y/n looked at Harry’s phone. Trying to sound as casual as she could giving him a weak smile. She was having fun, but like the last time his job took time away from their dates.
“Yeah, Jeff just texted me. They need me back in the studio. I’m sorry” he responded. Knowing all too well this was the second time that his job cut their “date” short.
Daniel once more made his way over to their table. “Can I get you anything else?”
“Just the check please,” Harry answered.
They had to wait for a few seconds before Daniel returned with the check. “Let me pay,” y/n told Harry.
“Uuh, no? I’m paying” Harry shook his head and went to grab for the check. Before the check was abruptly taken away taken away from his hands.
“Like I said Harry, let me pay. You already paid the last time. Next round is on you” and y/n winked at him. They both smiled at each other. After y/n paid the bill both of them stood up and put on their coats.
Walking to the entrance of the cafè, y/n made a stumble and fell on the ground.
“Ugh.. “ she sighed. Trying to get back on her feet.
“Don’t mind me. That’s how I usually make an impression,” and she laughed it off.
Harry helped her get back on her feet.
“I missed you falling for me the last time,” and gave a cheeky grin. Harry and y/n hugged each other and both went their own ways.
When y/n walked away, she turned around “Maybe the next time we see each other you will fall for me. How about that? Have a nice day” and she waved Harry goodbye.
All that was going through Harry’s mind while he was walking to his car, was that he was already falling for her.
He would show her on their next coffee date.
Thank you for reading! <3 I will try to get another one finished probably this week! there will be some smut in that one ;’)
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