Baby I'm Perfect For You

Chapter 2

Louis's mind was whirring as they walked to Harry's bakery. He felt slightly nervous to meet this Gloria character, and he couldn't help but dislike her slightly, even though he hadn't met her yet. She was Harry's soulmate; how bad could she be? Louis was seriously gonna sue the universe if she was anything less than perfect. Harry deserved only the best, nothing else. It was scary how attached he was to Harry despite knowing him only for a while. He decided to not think of him for a while to keep himself sane.

He didn't realize how quiet he had been until Zayn tapped his shoulder. "You alright?" he asked. His eyebrows were knitted, and his face held a concerned expression. Louis contemplated lying; but he could never get away with it. Zayn always found out.

"No." he answered truthfully. Zayn nodded. "Does it have to do anything with Harry?" he questions, and Louis has a feeling that he already knows the answer.

"Partly" he replies.
"Do you like Harry?" he whispers in his ear and Louis whips his head at him. Had he really been that obvious? He decides that Zayn was simply too observative.

"I-" Louis stutters. Should he tell him everything? "Maybe?" it comes out as more of a question than a statement.

Zayn nods again. He opens his mouth to ask another question, when he is roughly pushed away by Niall who tangles his arm in Louis's. "Stop hogging Louis all to yourself, Zayn. Sharing is caring." Zayn makes a face at him and Niall sticks his tongue out in response.

"So, Tommo, how do you feel about those two? They seemed to really like you." Louis smiles softly. "They seemed great, Nialler, you've got great choice of friends." He winks at him cheekily and Niall gives out a bark of laughter.

The shop isn't far away, it's in the peaceful parts of the city. A brown faded sign of 'Soul Bakes' rested on the dark brick wall. A beautiful pink creeper crawled from the top.
They enter inside, and are greeted with delicious aromas. A balcony on the other side was vacant as promised.

"Where's Gloria?" Liam asks looking around.
"She had to leave early, I texted her." Harry answers from the kitchen, putting the muffins in the microwave to re-heat them. "Sorry" he calls out from the inside. "We ran out of the fresh batch, I can make a new one, but it will kinda take time, so-"

"No need H, we're perfectly fine as long as you feed us those heavenly muffins of yours." Niall hollers and Louis is almost sure that Harry blushes a pretty pink even if he isn't visible.
Harry returns from the kitchen with a tray in his hands and an apron tied around his waist that says 'kiss the chef', and Louis is offended that it asks him to do something that is very much impossible. Louis sniffs the air. That indeed smelt heavenly.

They all reach for one, except Niall, who reaches for two. His hand is smacked away by a glaring Zayn. Louis bites into the muffin and gives out an obscene moan. "This tastes delicious Harry! I can't believe Niall didn't introduce us sooner. I could be eating all these delicious good all this time!" Harry makes a high-pitched laugh, that startles all of them, including himself. He covers his mouth with the back of his hand, with his eyes wide and whispers, "I've never made that sound before."

The room is quiet for five seconds before all of them burst into rambunctious laughter.
"Oh my God" Niall says doubling with laughter. "What was that sound?" "What Louis said wasn't even that funny!" Zayn cackles, slamming his palms over the table.
"Normally I would be offended, cause mind you, I'm very funny, but I have to agree with Zayn on this one." Louis jokes.

He looks over at Harry, who is a bright shade of scarlet. He wonders if he always blushes this much or if it is just today.
"So," he starts, wanting to get the attention away from Harry. The poor lad had turned so red he could be mistaken for a beet root now. "Soul Bakes?" Harry looks at him gratefully.
Liam nods. "Harry has always loved the idea of soulmates, and his love only increased when a couple actually got matched here."