Harry

5:30 pm
"Hey mate, where you going?" Louis asked.
"Starbucks," I answered, hoping he wouldn't ask any more questions.
"Why?"
I groaned. "To see if that girl's still there. She might be stuck there because of the rain and I want to see if she needs a ride somewhere."
"Awww! Does Harold have a crush?" Liam asked, walking up behind Louis.
"No," I said, blushing furiously. "Just good looks."
I ignored their next questions and waked to my car and drove back to Starbucks. When I walked in, I didn't see her. I went up to the counter.
"Did you happen to see the girl that was sitting there leave?" I asked the girl.
"Yeah. She left with Jaedyn," she said, not looking up.
"Who's Jaedyn?"
"An employee. Are you going to order something sir or just sit here and make idle chitchat about a girl that left half an hour ago?" she asked, looking up. "Oh my God you're-
"Harry Styles. Yeah, yeah, I know," I said, walking out the door before she could ask for an autograph or a picture. When I got to my car, I kicked the tire then got in.
I drove back to my flat and was immediately bombarded by questions from the lads.
"Was she there?
"Did you driver her home?
"Did she just move to London?"
"Does she have a purple cat?"
I just stared at Louis when he asked that last one.
"What? Everyone else had a question! I couldn't think of anything else!" he said, throwing his arms up in the air. "Hey, did you notice what her sweatshirt said this morning?"
I shook my head no.
"She was wearing a sweatshirt that said 'super dry' on it. And she came in soaking wet!" he laughed.
"That was a real bad one, Lou," Niall said, walking into the kitchen, probably to raid my refrigerator.