The Lucky One

Harry's (or Curly's) Point of View


It took a while to convince some of the other lads to go the small cafe where 'that girl' worked. I had saw the girl for the first time yesterday riding her longboard to work and decided to bip on into the cafe today.


After a while I had finally convinced Louis and Niall to go with me. Niall was easy because he was always hungry but I was almost positive Louis was a bit suspicious, as he saw me check out 'that girl' yesterday and gave me a hard time.


The girl was hot in a I don't give a fuck way. But I knew I could win her over. The thing about Americans girls were that they were easy, more than easy. Girls back at home in the UK I never had a problem with but here, they were practically putty in my hands. I had even already got my first A list star's number within a weak at the recording studio. Non the less than Taylor Swift herself.



The smell of coffee hit my nose hard when I walked into the shop. 'That Girl' had her back towards us and her coworker smiled at us and not so discreetly poked her in the back and they exchanged some whispers.



Soon "That Girl" was headed towards our table and I pretended not to check her out. But damn that was hard.


She came over and asked the standard "Can I get anything for you guys today? Blah Blah Blah." She had a lovely voice.


"What do you recommend?" She leaned over as if to tell a secret and I couldnt help but sneak a peek at her tits. I quickly stopped myself and noticed Louis lean over and take a look at her butt. He saw me watching and winked.


"Well to be honest the food here sucks, but the coffee, the coffee it good." She smiled and leaned back up.


Her smiled sealed the deal. It was then I knew she had to be mine. She might as well be mine already.



In the next few moments The boys had ordered and i tried one last trick to see is I could catch her. You see capturing your prey was all about the eyes. And that was what girls were to me. Prizes to be won and prey to be eaten.


When she came back with our food she handed me a cup of coffee. "This one is called Moonshine. Its sweet and spicy. Its pretty strong but its my favorite." She looked at me with an odd expression. It looked as if she was testing me.


I took a sip of the coffee and smiled. "Absolutely delicious love." American girls loved when British guys called them love. It seemed to make them go over the edge. So since coming to America I always added some strictly "British" words to my normal speech.


When she walked away I checked out her ass. Damn a face like LA AND an ass like Oakland.


While I checked her out I cringed and made a gagging face at the boys to show them how the coffee really tasted. It was shit. It tasted like hot gasoline. She was definitely testing me.


While I pretended to drink the coffee I contemplated my next move. Then I had it. I smiled to myself.


"Harry what are you up too?" Louis grinned. "Are you trying to mack on cute little cafe girl?"



I gave Louis an all knowing smile. I looked at Niall and he just rolled his eyes.


"Do you have a plan?" Niall looked at me quizzically



"Oh Niall you know I always have a plan."



I decided I would come back to the cafe after checking the closing time at the front of the menu.


I caught her on her way out of the cafe.


"Hey Love." I made sure to milk the word with all I had.



"Oh hi..." She looked me. "Your the guy from earlier in the cafe."



I smiled. She blushed. I mentally applauded myself.


"Well me and my mates were wondering if you cared to join us at the beach?" She looked at her friend.



"Where on the beach?'' She looked at me skeptically.


"Just right there." I looked at her. "Just right of the pier.''


She laughed. "Do wanna see a real good time?"


I shrugged pretending not to be embarrassed.


"Meet us at the end of the pier and then keep walking to the destroyed barriers. Then you can have a good time."


And with that she grabbed her friend and hoped on her longboard.



Her friend gave me one last fleeting glance. "Bring your friends with you!"


'That Girl' laughed and also looked back. "Love!" She yelled. She was mocking me.

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