Harry's P.O.V.***

It was Saturday now, so we finally had a day off from recording and interviews. I was relived, however we really never get a day off. We still have to deal with all the fan mobs and the paps, so I more like to call this a 'do anything and try not to be noticed' day.

So far I have managed to escape our flat and walk pretty far down the road without being noticed. I know I should be glad that I haven't been seen, but with every step I that I think of how more dangerous the situation was getting.

Oh well, no sense in trying to hide now.

I look all around me trying to find a place where I could stop and warm up. The cool breeze that was blowing today had finally got to me. I take a few more steps down the busy sidewalk and abruptly turn onto a side street.

The side walk was strangely quiet and peaceful as I started walking down it. I saw an occasional person walk by, but none of them recognized me. I felt better now that I had reached the quiet part of town.

I continue to walk and before long I reach what appeared to be a small coffee shop. It looked pretty empty on the inside, so with one leap of hope and desperation for the warmth I grabbed the bar that ran across the door and pushed on it.

The door instantly flew open and rang a small bell that was placed above it. I step into the sweet smelling and cozy place, shutting the door behind me. I thought I would draw attention with the bell that rang, but no one even glanced in my direction. Ahhh, finally some alone time.

When I walked up to the counter I ordered a coffee and brought it over with me. I took a seat near the back where no one else sat and started to sip my hot beverage slowly.

*Kassidee's P.O.V.***

It was just a normal Saturday out for me and rather cold out. I made my way as quick as I could about the busy people, and finally passing down the quiet street I have come accustomed to. I shuffle along the side and wave to a few people that I knew lived around here that I saw almost everyday when I came down here.

They were all very nice and polite people.

I push through the front door of the small coffee shop ringing the bell that was held above it.

"Hi Josh!" I greet, walking up to the counter.

I watch as an older man spins around with a confused look on his face. It soon changes to a sweet smile when he sees me standing there.

"Kassidee love! How've you been!" Josh exclaims. He wiggles a finger at me as he turns and looks back around. "The usual?"

"Yes. And I've been good I guess. I helped a few days ago with the charity group fundraiser. That went pretty well," I say casually, trying to think nothing of it. Well, I guess there actually wasn't actually anything to it at all. But to me one thing about that day sticks out in my mind.

A boy had come up to me while I was there and made a very generous donation. I thought at first he was just coming over to laugh at me for helping out, but I was taken aback when he donated. I tried to distract myself with the dog I was holding so he wouldn't catch me staring. He looked very familiar, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"Nothing happened at all, huh?" Josh chuckles shaking his head. I blink down at the counter trying to get out of my thoughts as he push the warm cup towards me. I thank him again as he watches me.

" Well, I did meet this boy that came to donate. His name was Harry," I began.

"Oh, I see. Love at first sight?" He asked with a wink. I chuckled and shook my head.

" Gosh no, you know I'm not a believer in that. But he did look strangely familiar I was just curios where I have seen him from."

" Ahhh well. Life's a mystery, ay?" He asks. I smile and agree with him. He then turns back to his work leaving me alone again.

Josh is right. I shouldn't dwell on some boy I just happened to see the other day. I mean who cares if he looks familiar? I mistake people for my friends all the time, this time is probably no different! He could have just been a person I have seen passing down a street. It's not like there isn't enough people walking on the sidewalk not to notice.

I sip my drink that I held my hands around and looked up. A few more people had entered the shop as it was later in the morning. I notice the same people I usually see around here and a few others.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

I look back down at the counter before instantly shooting my eyes back up when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I move my full attention to it, and am shocked by what I see.

There, sitting at the very back table, was that very same boy I had seen a few days ago. He sat quietly to himself as he sipped his coffee slowly. I'm not sure how I recognized him as he had on a hat, but it was still him.

Should I go talk to him? I mean sure he donated and I was very grateful, but is that worth disrupting him from what ever he is doing? And what if I sit down across from him and he has no idea who I am? That would be embarrassing!

But he did look like he could use someone to talk to right now.

I stand up from the previous seat I had sat in and carefully took the cup I had up into my hands. I'm so clumsy I'm absolutely terrified that I'm going to drop and spill this everywhere. How good of an impression that would leave.

I drew nearer to him and he didn't even notice me. I was grateful for this, so maybe it wouldn't be so awkward? Oh hell it already was weird. I sit in the seat opposite to him and set my drink lightly on the table in front of me. It landed with a tiny ping, just loud enough to cause him to look up.

"Hi again," I say shyly, not sure how I'm really suppose to start the conversation.

He returns a small smile before looking back down at the table.

" Hello."

I pat my legs under the table nervously. I think of how to reply before my stupid takes over and blurts out the first question I had in mind.

" What's your full name? You just look so familiar," I trail off.

I instantly regret asking him as I watch a hint of anger flash across his face and him become tense.

Great I just had to ask.

" Why didn't you just look on the internet if you wanted to know more about me? I mean, its not like their isn't enough on there," He snaps back.

Internet? Why the heck would I look him up on the internet? Maybe he has a social website that comes up when you type in his name. But I didn't even know his last name!

And also why did he get so angry when I asked him who he was? I didn't think that was a very offensive question.

" Why would I look for you on the web? And besides, I don't even know your last name!" I try to reason.

He stands up angrily and places his used cup back on the counter of the shop. I watch as he tosses his coat sloppily back on, in a rush to get out. He walked back up to me after he was ready to leave.

" Styles! If you want to know who everyone thinks I am, just look up Harry Styles and that should answer your question," He grumbles pissed at me.

Then it clicked who he was. It was in fact Harry Styles from the famous boy-band. I've seen his face on almost everything along with the other four! They are always winning some sort of award or on the radio with a new hit. Who could not know who they were?

He pushes out the door angrily and back down the side street away from the shop. I guiltily look back down at the table, feeling bad that I had just probably ruined his day. I knew I shouldn't have came over here and tried talking to him.

But one thing did come out of this, and that was new questions.
Why did he get so easily offended when I asked for his name?
What did people say about him?
Why was he so closed off?

The boy may be a bigger question himself.

What happened to him?

Notes

Sorry it took me so long to update! My computer had to be fixed and I just got it back today. I am again really sorry!

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