Beatles Cafe (Harry Styles fan fiction , Not Famous Harry)

This story is about an ordinary kid named Harry Styles, he's never been very successful in life. Harry works at the city's coffee shop ' Beatles Cafe' its usually a boring run down joint just like the city he lives in. Nothing big ever happeneds well at least never to Harry but then one day he meats a girl named Elizabeth and falls madly for her , he will do anything to find her again..


3. Oh Wow


Once Elizabeth left I closed up shop and went home to the messy studio appartment. Dylan was still out cold on the couch , I took my jacket off and threw it at him scaring the shit out of him.

"Ow!" he yelped

"What are you owing about?" I asked while I was laughing

"You hit mean the head with your jacket!" he said.

"Oh come on it didn't hurt that much." I said still laughing.

"Yes,yes it did! You ass!" he said as he trew a pillow at me I dodged it.

"Well then, get you bum up and get dressed, we need food and it's your turn to go shopping." I said.

"Only British people can say bum when Americans say it ,it makes us sound stupid" he said as he got up and stretched.

"Well I'm British so I guess it's okay for me to say it." I said. "Oh and the water lady came in before I closed shop."

"Did she fix it?" he asked

"Yeah" I said with a smile.

"Oh I know that face! Was she hot?" he asked with a snort

"Maybe" I said with a grin

"God damn I should have been there , to impress her with my charming good looks " he said

"Or to sit on the counter only to slip and fall backward off of it" I said

"That was one time!" he said, i stuck my tounge out at him. "Dude never do that in public."

"Why? " I asked

"People will think we are gay" he said with a laugh.

"What's wrong with being gay? Everyone's a little gay." I said

"Okay stop quoting Facebook , and if you don't mind I am going to go and get dressed to go get food." he said as he turned around and walked to his room. He came out not much later completely changed. "I need the keys" I threw them at him he caught them one handed. Dylan is good at that kind of stuff,I told him that he should have been on the football team when we where in high school but he said no. He grabbed his jacket down from the hook and opened the door and left. I went to my room and laied on my bed. Gosh this has been a long day! And a weird day, I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew Elizabeth and the fact that when I asked her about it she got so defensive. I can't figure out where I know her from maybe school? A place I used to work at ? I have no clue but something seems so familiar about her. I looked over at the clock on my side table 5:30 the day has went by fast my god. Well it should take Dylan at least 2 hours at the store because he's slow so I guess I have time to take a nap. I closed my eyes took a deep breath and fell into sleep.
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