"I'm telling you... Someone has been following me and I know it. I feel the weird presence whenever I'm alone and might I say that it creeps me the hell out, " Harry claimed as he laid flat on his back with his eyes closed, talking to his therapist.

"Mmm," he replied as if he didn't care. Harry opened his eyes with a frown on his face and peered up at the man who was supposed to be listening to him. What was the point in being a therapist if you couldn't do your job and listen to your patient speak? Harry rolled his eyes when he discovered that his 'therapist ' was indeed on his phone.

"Are you even listening?! Why are you even a therapist of you're on that damn device!?" , the green eyed lad scolded and fully sat up. He glared at the brown eyed man who put down his phone and gave Harry an annoyed look. Harry crossed his arms and stared back at the man who should be unemployed.

"I will make sure that you get fired, you do realize that right? Good? Alright? Gotcha, " Harry threatened and made a move to get up but was stopped. "No! I was listening kid. You were talking about your cat following you and how it creeps you out, " the older man tried to explain but ended up sounding stupid.

"I don't even have a cat! I knew you weren't listening! I will make sure that you get fired, you had ONE job doctor Payne, and you blew it, " Harry huffed and retreated from the bed and walked out of the room. He walked up to the front desk and watched the nice lady look up at him.

"Hello Mrs.Jenner, I think that you should fire that bloke Liam Payne. He wasn't even listening to me when I was letting out all of my emotions. The only thing that he was doing was being on his phone, I'd like him fired... And if he isn't then this whole place is going downhill."

Kendall frantically nodded and pressed a few buttons, calling someone and avoiding Harry's eyes. "Liam? Please report to the main hall office, it's urgent. I'll have boss tell you why you're down there, " she said into the phone and hung up, before calling another person. Harry assumed that person was their boss, and he listened to Kendall tell him about what Liam did. Harry smirked in satisfaction and waved Kendall off who was writing down something.

He made his short walk down the street into Starbucks, feeling a bit thirsty after wasting his breath on that shitty therapist who couldn't do his job right. Oh how he wanted to rip that cellphone out of his hands and smash his head in with it.

"Hello sir, what can I get for you? " , A Starbucks employee asked Harry with a smile on her face.
Harry stroked his invisible beard and stared at the menu, pretending to be lost on what he wanted. He finally gave up his act and ordered a pumpkin spice latte, perfect for the October weather.

On the way to his table, Harry ended up bumping into a slightly shorter man with hazel eyes and stubble. Harry winced when the man's head smacked against his jaw, since he was the taller one. His pale hand's reaction was to sooth his jaw, but instead he helped the tan lad off of the floor.

"I'm sorry... " , Harry mumbled and dusted himself off, mad at himself for apologising for something that wasn't his fault. Harry was surprised when he noticed the shocked and scared look that the inked boy had on his face. Was there something on his own face? Harry finally realized the pain in his jaw and quickly put his hand on the throbbing spot.

What creeped him out was the way that the male's frightened expression slowly changed into a grin with a hint of something in his eyes. Harry couldn't exactly figure out why this man already creeped him out and gave him a bad vibe.

He stood there staring at Harry while breathing heavily. Harry took a step back, keeping his guard up incase this weirdo was going to attack him. He didn't know why he stood there, waiting for this guy to say at least one word. Was he mental?

"No need to apologize about that love, it was my fault and I'd be happy to take the blame, I'd never want to hurt you or this precious body. Are you alright? " , he spoke after a moment of silence. Harry's eyes widened and he nodded excruciatingly slow, already judging this man.

"Oh—uh, it's okay. I s-should have been looking where I was going, um... Have a nice day sir, I'm Harry by the way, " Harry blurted and started walking to his table, not even waiting for the other lad to answer him.

But he stopped and froze when he heard the hazel eyed creep whisper "oh, I know that, " under his breath. Harry's head whipped around to look for that man and question him, but he was long gone. Something was definitely wrong with that weird man...

"Harry Styles? "

He sighed and walked over to get his cup, and a small smile spread across his face when he saw a phone number written on his cup. Maybe he could use that for a good time and to take his mind off of that strange feeling that was still pooling around in his stomach.

What he didn't know was that the odd man was peeking at Harry through the big glass doors in front of Starbuck's with a scowl on his face.

That girl wasn't going to steal his Harry from him.

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@/N : @/N : soooo that was the first chapter  !! I hope that you guys will like the story as it progresses  . I love you guys  !!