Imagine 5: Stains of Coffee.

Y/N's P.O.V

9am.

The skinny jeans i was wearing, were killing me.
I was so tired that i slept like this. What surprises me, is that i was tired but i woke up early, if nine in the morning is early for you too.

The sun rays enter through the window and the curtains, finishing their way into my tired body, laying messy all over the king-sized bed of the hotel room.

My plane arrived last night, so this is my first day in England. And such a way to start the day.

I got up from the bed and made my way to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and washed my face.
Once I finished doing a fast and simple makeup which consisted of mascara and lip gloss, I walked out of my hotel room and went inside my friend's room, which was next to my room.
Y/F/N, was still asleep. Her mouth was open as she was laying in the corner of the bed, barely falling, but yes, she keep being asleep. Her body was in diagonal in the messy bed. I laughed softly at the funny situation in front of me.

I got in my knees in front of her funny sleepy face and started tickling the top of her nose with her hair. She laughed and I laughed also.
Before waking her up, I decided to grab her camera from one of her bags and took a picture of her sleepy with me next to her making a sexy pose even though my hair was still messy.
I laughed at how fun the picture was.

"Hey, wake up." I whispered tickling her neck with my fingers.
She laughed and I laughed so hard at how weird her laugh sounded. She couldn't help but open her eyes by my loud laugh.

"What the hell..?" Were her first words.

"Good morning you messy thing."

"Oh.. H-how was the.. tsk, the, the.." her voice being lower with every word as she closed her eyes.

"What?"

"Hmm?" She opened her eyes again.

"Oh you look like shit Y/F/N." I said playfully.

"Shut up, I'm sure I look so damn sexy this morning."

"You tell me." I said showing her the picture I took, not so long ago. She looked at it with a confused look in her face since she just woke up and the camera screen was kinda bright.

She sat up and held the camera, then looked at me. "Oh shit."

I laughed throwing my head back for her behaviour.

"Gonna keep that in the album." I said grabbing the camera.

"You'll pay for it later." I chuckled at her comment and remembered the day. The day, waiting for me to enjoy it.

"Anyways! Would you like to go Starbucks?"

"Hell yes but I'm way too tired."

"Maybe we can breakfast here but still with Starbucks' breakfast. How about that?" I said sitting in the bed.

"Great!"

"Fine, I'm going to get that."

"Okay." She said closing her eyes slowly.

"You better be awake when I come back."

"We'll see.." I laughed and got out her room to go to my room and changed my shirt, and put on a cute sweater. I also made my hair but let it free.
I grabbed my bag, a coat, my lovely scarf and went outside.

When i open the hotel door, i felt London. London's October, London's cold air.

I walked in the streets. Not too much people but the city was awake.
The birds sang from the trees, the sound of my boots touching the ground and my hair dancing with the wind. Beautiful.

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I walked, and walked, and walked, enjoying how the breeze caressed my face and how the sun lighted my hair.
Finally I found a Starbucks store.
I got inside and bought two coffees to take and some brownies, since Y/F/N and me loved them.
I took out my wallet and payed the breakfast.

I was so hungry, I grabbed one of the containters with my name, and took a sip.

So damn yummy!

I started my way to the door to leave the store but my phone vibrated.
I unlock my screen and see one new message from Y/F/N.

It reads..

Y/F/N: I AM HUNGRY. COME HERE NOW GIRL, I SWEAR I'M GONNA EAT THE WALLS. HAHA

I reply..

Y/N: Look who's finally awake! Lol. I'm on my way back to the hotel. Ps: don't eat walls!! I recommended you the receptionist who's handsome af. Check that out. ;) Hahaha.

Once i press send, i open the glass door and give a few steps to the cold outside.

Harry's P.O.V.

I am feeling so cold sitting here, all alone.
The boys didn't come here with me. They should be sleeping, at least, Niall eating asleep inside the refrigerator, of course.

We have to talk about the new songs and the rehearsals we'll have the entire week. Also talk about the tour and what will happen with Louis not seeing Eleanor, Zayn not seeing Perry and Liam not seeing Sofia. Me and Niall would just listen and nod.

Niall would look and eat his food ignoring the subject and i would look at my phone to don't show whatever I felt because of my bad luck in love.

The boys tell me to date some model, singer, whatever, but famous people is so ordinary.
It doesn't matter if the girl is a model, a singer or an actress. What matters is what she has inside.
That little, misterious and beautiful thing that makes you feel curious about that person. That little spark that can be the brightest fire, that little star that can be your entire sky, that's what matters.

Any model, singer, or actress made me feel with their touch a fire running through my skin. Any of them could make me feel like that, what worries me. Maybe i forgot how to feel, how to love.

Maybe.

I got up with my coffee and walk to the door to go inside. Paparazzi could find me and nobody was inside the store when I came here.
Some steps and i get lost in my boots and thoughts..

I need to clean them, and then, no.. I have to pay my coffee, go with the boys, wake them up, talk to them. I'll look at my phone and feel the loneliness giving me a hug again while having those conversations.
I gotta buy Christmas presents, and..

I am pulled out of my thoughts as the cold desappears and i feel I crash with something, and suddenly my skin feels a hot liquid.
The liquid runs through my chest and my view gets lost in.. her.

Her eyes, her hair, her lips, her skin, her voice, and i fall down to earth as i feel her soft hands in my chest.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry.. I really sorry.." She says and tries to take off of my white t-shirt the coffee.
I just smirk at her when her eyes go wide and realizes what she's doing and who I am.

"I-i.."

"It's okay, love. At least you tried to take it off of me.." I smile at her and she smiles back.

"I can buy you a new t-shirt.. uhmm.." She takes out her wallet but i stop her.

"It's just a t-shirt. Let me buy you a new coffee for this cold day.." I smile wide as she blush.

Y/N's P.O.V.

There he is. The one and only Harry Styles in front of me.
I know it's him; brown boots, skinny jeans, white t-shirt, green eyes, pink lips, and the butterfly tattoo in his stomach being so visible in the wet t-shirt with the coffee.

"I can buy you a new t-shirt.. uhmm.." I take out my wallet to pay him what i've done to his t-shirt but his cold hands meet my arms and stops me.

"It's just a t-shirt. Let me buy you a new coffee for this cold day.." I can't help but blush at his sweet words.

"I think we both had enough coffee.." I say pointing to his t-shirt.

"But maybe we didn't had enough of us." He smiles and i can't believe what he's saying. I blush even more.

Stop blushing you idiot.

"You think?"

"Let me show you that we can have more and you'll see that now we didn't have enough.."

We both exchanged numbers and in the second date I found out I was falling for him. Harry realized he knew how to love, he never forgot how to feel because those things are unforgettable.

Dedicated to ash_musicdreamer since she's my great best friend. Ash, you'd be "the friend" in this imagine. Love you. x