Just a typical day

Olivia Wynn was just a normal girl. She just moved down to London a couple months ago for New York city and has a part time job at Starbucks and lives in a old run, down apartment and barely making it by. One day, on a cool fall day, Olivia meets someone she never thought of even meeting. After that day, she gets to know more of him, and starts falling in love. She doesn't want to because she knows the consiquences. Even though she can't help but to fall in love with Harry Styles.


1. Just another normal customer.

"Wow, it's slow today." whined Quinn who was my best friend ever since I started this lousy job at Starbucks. I then laughed, then began playing with my phone again. "Do you think I can go home early? I have a history paper to do and I don't think this place will get any busier before 6." I looked around the coffee shop. It was as dead as a ghost town.

"Sure, go ahead." I told her. She immediely jumped up from her seat, then grabbed her purse hanging on the hook, and headed for the door.

"Thanks Olivia! It means so much! Love ya!" she said, as she blew me a kiss. Just as she alway did. I gave her a friendly smile, and just like that she was gone.

"Your welcome." I mumbled even though she was gone anyways. I started tapping my fingures on the table. Then starred out into the raining streets of London where I had lived for about 3 months. I was alone now. I hated to be alone, no matter what situation even if it was here at my own job.

I moved down here from New York City. Why? because my dad had died in a airplane crash when I was 13. It made my mom pretty much go nuts. Always yelling at me for not doing my chores, or leaving my shoes out and always yaking on me about how "lazy" I am. She used to not be like this though, I remember when we would always have a girls day and go eat pizza and get our nails done, ever since my dad died, we can't even stand eachother. I got so sick of her, after I graduated from high school, I got enough money to move down here in London to prove to her I could make it on my own. Now, here I am living in London, a place I have always dreamed about living. I thought it would be easy to make some extra cash. No. I can barely even get by.

I was so lost in my thoughts when suddenly I heard the jingle bells of the door opening behind me, indicating someone had walked in. I rushed over to the register, not bothering to look up at the customer.

"Hi, can I get you anything?" I asked them in my 'I'm so happy your here!' voice.

"Yes, um one mocha farp. please." The man said. WAIT. I recongized the voice. I looked up to see someone I had never thought to meet in a million years.

There was Harry Styles standing right in front of me. Smiling and making it noticable that he was checking me out, head to toe. Then our eyes meant for a spilt second, I hurried and looked down. Embrassed of my apperence.

"Erm, okay that will be 2 dollars please." I said under my breath. I was so stunned. I was a fan of One direction I guess. Not obsessed though, I thought they were all charming and cute, and I adored their music. He then got his walet out and toke out five dollars. I got his change in silence. Why was I such an idiot? He's just like another, normal person ordering coffee.

I began making the coffee I could fell his beautiful green eyes watching my every move. I handed him his coffee."Whats your name love?" He then asked me, as he toke a sip. He wanted to know my name?


"Thats a beautiful name just like you! I'm Harry." He winked. I felt my cheeks turn hot. I was trying to help not too. But with him, I couldn't help it.

I laughed then said, "Thank you! and nice to meet you Harry."

He toke another sip. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure!" I exclaimed. He smiled at the amusment on my face.

"Your probably one of the most beautiful girls I have ever meant in my life, and I was wondering if I could take you out on a date?" He said, looking down as if it toke all of him to ask that. I thought it was the most adorble thing in this world. His curly hair, and perfect body made me melt. I didn't know what to say, this was so unexpected.

"I would love too!" I practicaly screamed. Crap. It didn't mean to come out like that making it sound like I was a 6 year old wanting to ride the ferris wheel. My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest.

His face then lite up with excitment, then he laughed a little, "Great! This is my number, call me as soon as you can love, don't keep me waiting." He then winked. I giggled a little. He handed me a slip of paper on the counter along with the change I gave him. He then headed out the door.

Just like that, he was out the door. I just stood there like a statue. Wow! Was all I was saying to myself. Did he really think I was gorgeous? when my long brown hair was in a ponytail, and barely any make up on. I had major butterflies in my stomach, and my hands were sweating like a pig. I looked down at the paper, that said...

Please please call me gorgeous... It would be my pleasure to take you on a date (; -Harry






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