The rain was pouring down harder than ever, and it was getting hard for Harry to see. He quickly pulled over to the nearest parking slot and sat there. Sat there and thought about how different his life has been in the past 2 years. Their latest Up All Night tour had ended in the US and they had finally come home. But, that didn't stop the publicity and fans. He knew he needed a break. So, he got in his mustang and just drove, drove until he was forced to stop at a run-down coffee shop. He ran to the door in desperate need of a warm coffee since the rain made the temperature drop almost 10 degrees. As he walked toward the lit up doorway in attempt to open the door, he found it was locked and tried to peer in, seeing the girl behind the counter.
Jessie heard a few knocks at the door, but she couldn't make out the figure behind it because the rain was so heavy that night. After she turned around she heard a loud clap of thunder that made her jump. She then heard the person say "I just want a coffee." In such a desperate tone she felt obligated to let him in. All Jessie wanted to do was go home after her long day at work. The last thing she wanted to do was serve a strange man coffee. Jessie checked her watch "8:50". She kept telling herself to just suck it up and get the man his coffee so she could end her shift at 9. She then opened the door and tries to get out, " Sir, we actually close at ni-" Before he barges in soaking, wet saying "Oh my God, thank you so much! It's horrible out there!" Jessie rolls her eyes and offers the man a menu without making eye contact. "Oh, I already know what I want." Jessie throws the menu on the nearest chair and slowly turns around. "No, it can't be." She thinks to herself. "It isn't, it's not. How can it be? That isn't Harry Styles. 1/5 of my life is sitting there. At this coffee shop, in the middle of Presteigne, while I'm on my shift. It's not." But it was.
Harry can sense this girl, Jessie, her name tag says, is pissed at the fact someone had barged in, 10 minutes before close, right after she had cleaned everything up. She came over to his table. She was gorgeous. Her long black hair was in a messy bun, and her nervous smile was still to die for. "What can I get for you?" she asked kind of shakily. Just then, her phone, that had already been sitting at the table buzzed, her friend Michelle had texted her. Her wallpaper was a jump shot of the two at the X-factor concert they had taken a while back. He smiled and chuckled then said, "So you're a fan I see?" Jessie's palms started to get all clammy. She smiled, "Yes!" Jessie said, a little too excitedly then soon regretted as harry laughed. "I didn't mean to sound too excited.. like, sorry, you're just like.. you. And li-" Harry interrupted as Jessie was rambling on. His dimples were hard to miss as he beamed at the fact Jessie was so different. So.. herself.