Edited this a little since it didn't make much sense and was a little short.
Harry-
I woke up early to get ready, knowing that Liam would have already been awake and probably panicking. I tied and pinned back my hair in front of the mirror, checking how I looked in the uniform as Liam paced back and forth behind me. He was terrified.
"Gordon Ramsay is going to be in my restaurant all day. He'll see everything. What if it's a mess and everything goes wrong?" I sigh and turn around, hugging his waist.
"Your restaurant is beautiful and your kitchen is spotless."
"You're supposed to say that, you're my boyfriend," he mumbles, shaking his head and kissing my forehead.
"I'm telling you the truth. Have you taken your meds yet?" he shakes his head and turns around, searching the medication drawer for his prescriptions. "You'll do great." he nods and smiles weakly, buttoning the last few buttons of his shirt as he swallowed his pills dry. Strange.
It was clear that Liam wasn't the only one who was panicking. Everybody in the restaurant was acting a little strange, but it wouldn't affect the restaurant at all. I couldn't blame them and understood completely when Gordon approached me. If he yelled anywhere near me I would probably curl up in a ball and will myself to die.
"And you are?" he asked, offering his hand to shake as I left the kitchen to make sure the servers were doing okay.
"Oh, I don't work here. I just occasionally fill in when Liam's missing a worker, I'm actually a teacher. I'm Harry," I said, hoping and praying that I didn't sound how I felt.
"You have experience though, right?" I nod and brush his tone off.
"I worked in three restaurants whilst in college. I'm pretty confident in my cooking abilities. I could get the owner if you'd like. That's Liam, by the way."
"No that's not necessary just yet. What does he do around here?"
"Oh, he likes to do just about everything. He's the head chef, though." he nods and looks around at other customers eating.
"How would you rate his cooking?"
"Oh, his food is amazing. I love it."
"You sound pretty close to him." I nod and smile, pulling out my notebook and pen.
"I'm his boyfriend," I say, offering him a menu. "Would you like to order anything today? Personally, I'd recommend the Lobster with Red Pepper Sauce or the Bouillabaisse."
"Let's have both, then."
"Anything else, chef?" he shakes his head and another waitress brings him a drink.
Heading into the kitchen I begin reading off orders, making a point with Chef Ramsay's order. He was the main guest of the day, and we couldn't go wrong with him. Liam only repeats what I say, making sure everybody understood and got along with cooking each dish.
"Hey, boss, Chef Ramsay wants to speak with you." a waiter I didn't really know said, though he did remain cheery. It seemed to keep Liam calm. His cooking was taken over by Chef Rita, and he quickly washed his hands and left.
"I should be fine, right?" he whispered to me, and I nod with a smile.
"You'll do great. You always do great out here. Just be yourself. He's actually not all that scary."
