Harry Styles Beachwood Cafe の小説・ストーリー

“Fine! I won these free tickets online, and I need two more people to go with me to grab my prize….” Harry’s brows raised, asking for more. “And where is this heading to…?” Steve stuck out his tongue before dropping the bomb. “To a beach.”

“Oh my God these are amazing America! It’s just like those sketches you did when you were younger.” I still hear her flipping through one page and another which makes me even more curious about what’s inside that damned sketchbook. I was already scared to find it here because I don’t remember bringing it here in my room. “Look at the detail of this coffee shop. Lokal Brew. Where is this cafe?” Claudine hollers. My brows knitted on my forehead, “Lokal Brew?” I parroted as I remembered when Harry mentioned that in Sunset Beach. It sent a shiver down my spine as I feel my hair on my skin standing for no reason.

The coffee shop last time was near the community where Stacy lived. When the car drove here, he found out that there were all restaurants nearby. He looked back at his daughter and asked, "Where?" Cassandra lay on the window, patrolling the street with his eyes. At this time, Harry saw the shop called Hairy Crab Pot, but he also found the car parked in front of the shop. It was this one he saw Angela driving away in the hospital before. He wanted to come to Stacy and Qin. Ya should be in this store too.

''okay , i will be right back'' ''wait, you don't need to pay for me , i can pay for myself'' ''No, i will pay ,you sit and wait'' ''ugh. okay" Harry comes with two ice cream cones in one hand and one hand in his jean pocket and glasses on his eyes. GOD, He looks so cute with the beanie and the glasses so i can not resist taking a photo of him . I was checking the photo when harry comes beside me and tries to look at my phone '' what got you so smiley?'' "look at this , you were coming with the icecreams and you were looking cute so I took a photo." I say showing him his photo.

Nah Heath: You're only allowed to drink smoothies and green juices here or you'Il get voted off the island. My small smile faded as quickly as it appeared. We shouldn't be talking, but I couldn't bring myself to block him. Heath: l've been emailing Bonnie Sue's every day asking them to open shop in SF, but no dice so far. A pang hit me at the mention of Bonnie Sue's. It was a popular cafe near Columbia, where Heath and I had attended undergrad. It was famous for its seasonal pumpkin hot chocolate, and even though I didn't like pumpkin and he didn't like hot chocolate, we'd showed up every year for its annual return in mid-September.

Bianca asked. "Sorry dear , I am at the gym , didn't know you were calling",Harry replied, rolling his eyes with disgust. "Okay that fine, I just wanted to inform you that I would be coming over this afternoon, infact I am about leaving for the market, I'm bringing a special dish for you,she said. Harry manages to answer the call and agrees to her coming over to his house. He tells Martins about the call, who laughs expressly at him.

"Harry? Why are you here?" "Well..." Harry walked into the convenience store from the outside. He looked around and smiled at Laura. "Laura, your store looks quite nice. It's quite clean as well. I don't have anything to do today, so I've decided to come and hang around your place. Is that alright?" "That's fine. There's a chair over there, take a seat. There's water in the store and food as well. Take whatever you want." Laura smiled as she looked at Harry. Harry had finished dying his hair grey.

Harry entered with a determined step. He was reassured to know that the Mad One had not yet arrived. "Hey, Harry, hi! Welcome to the Crossroad Cafe!" the two young Wind Tribe members said in unison. The brother and sister standing in front of him shared some common features. They both had wavy black hair and brown eyes that shone with kindness. They wore a black T-shirts with the Café logo. The young man had dark jeans, while his sister wore a long skirt with ethnic patterns. She had a ring on each finger.

Harry didn’t bring his car today so I assume we aren’t going far. “Since you insist I have to leave time to actually WORK today, I thought we could just get something at the bakery near your bar and eat there. Is that alright?” Harry asks. I nod. “Sounds great. Although if that’s the plan, you could have just met me there. Unless this is closer. Where do you live anyway?” I ask. Harry names a street and I stumble a little. The only reason I don’t faceplant is because of Harry’s grip on my hand.

"Then why aren't you picking it up?" "Because that's not my boyfriend." "Oh. Okay." He gave an awkward silence and went to the counter after throwing away the trash. When I'm done with my work, I walked into the cafe and continued service. "Two espresso macchiato and one cappuccino, right?" When the customer nodded, I said, "It'll be ready in five minutes." And went to the counter to give Patrick the order. While I was waiting for it, I saw Harry walking into the cafe. What is he doing here? How the hell does he know where I work? I saw him taking a seat and raised his hand to take his order. Since the table belongs to Elise, she took his order.