Flower Crown Boy

Harry wakes up abruptly to his alarm blaring, he groans realizing he has to be at work soon. Don't get him wrong, he loves his job at the bakery, he just wished they opened a little later. Waking up at 6 AM every day was not ideal. He did his daily morning routine which consisted of a quick shower, brushing his teeth, picking an outfit, attempting to tame his curls, giving up and then putting on a flower crown. He loves them, he wears one every single day.

It didn't take Harry long to walk to work, he's glad he lives close since he and his flatmate Niall share a car. Niall takes it most mornings since his job is further than Harry's.

Louis was getting ready for his first day at his new office building. Before he worked at the one in New York, but he got transferred over to Los Angeles. He works at Tomlinson Management, a management company for newer artists just starting in the music industry. Unfortunately, as per usual, he was running late. Without any time to make himself breakfast, Louis decides to go to the bakery near his office.

When Harry arrived at work, he was surprised to see someone waiting at the door. He nods in the man's direction and went to unlock the door. Harry turned all the lights on and went to the cash register, he raised his head to take the man's order and that's when he finally got a good look at him. He was the most beautiful human Harry had ever seen, with feathery brown hair and the most dazzling blue eyes.

Louis flashed Harry an enormous smile. Harry thought it was a sunshine smile, the type that lights up the room. And then he spoke. Harry was fangirling on the inside because God, his voice was high and raspy and so perfect.

"Don't worry love, I don't bite." Louis smirks. Harry shivered.

"Oh my gosh sir, I'm so sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night." Harry apologizes profusely.

"It's all right..." Louis squints at Harry's nametag. "My name is Styles, Harry Styles." Harry says in a serious tone. Louis chuckles at the Bond movies reference.

"Alright, Harry Styles, could I order now?" Louis asks.

"Of course!" Harry squeaks out. "Again, I apologize for my behaviour earlier, I don't know what came over me."

"It's alright love, it's no problem at all. As for my order, could I get a Yorkshire Tea and a plain bagel please?"

"Coming right up, will that be for here or to go?"

"To go please."

"Alright sir, your order will be ready soon." Louis thanks him and goes to sit at one of the tables to wait. "LIAMMMM, ONE YORKSHIRE TEA AND A PLAIN BAGEL PLEASE!" Harry yells at his coworker, Liam. "COMING RIGHT UP!" Liam yells back. As they wait for Louis' order to be ready, they both glance at each other and make eye contact. Harry blushes and looks down at his shoes.

"Here's the tea and bagel H!" Liam says loudly, startling Harry.

As Harry is handing Louis, Louis says "Thank you so much Harold, also, do you mind holding off on the sirs? It makes me feel old, my name's Louis."

"Of course si- I mean Louis. And my name isn't Harold, it's just Harry."

"Oh I know, but I like Harold better." He says with a smirk. "Have a good day, Harold!" Louis makes sure to emphasize the last bit. Harry pouts at Louis as he leaves.

After he's gone, Harry turns away from the door. Liam is looking at him with a knowing smirk on his face.

"Why're you looking at me like that?" Harry questions, oblivious to how obvious he and Louis were being.

"Harry's got a cruuuuush, Harry's got a cruuush!" Liam singsongs. "And don't even try and say you don't because I saw you guys making heart eyes at each other." Harry blushes and fiddles with his fingers.