Baby I'm Perfect For You

Chapter 11

Harry watched the dough slowly rise in the oven, with a glum expression. His hair was tied up in a small man bun, and was probably caked with flour. He blew air out of his mouth, and checked the time on his wristwatch. It was 8 pm already. He had sent the rest of his workers home because it had been a slow day so far, with only a few regulars visiting him.

He pulled out his phone from his jean pocket, and started checking his messages. There are a few from Niall, one from Liam, and a couple more from a few others. But he heads straight for the one named 'Lou :)'.

Louis: Heyy curly whats up?

Harry feels himself smile at the nickname.

Harry: Nothing much, at the bakery. Its been a slow day :( what abt u?

He receives a notification after a few moments, and he quickly opens it. It was a picture of Louis with glasses on, surrounded by papers. He had an exaggerated frown on his face, with a caption of 'hard day today' and Harry giggles at it.

Harry: Didn't know u wore glasses

Louis: Now you do ;)

Harry opens his phone's front camera to click one just like Louis's. He brings himself into focus and pouts to match his face. Harry makes sure Louis gets a good view of the empty bakery tables sitting inside, lonely and serene. He clicks it and sends it to him, waiting for a clever comment. He sees three dots pop up in a bubble, and cleans the already clean counter while he replies.

Louis: You do seem really lonely :(

Harry: Only if I had someone to keep me company :((

He hopes Louis gets what he was hinting at. He nervously glances at his screen; the three dots had popped up again indicating that he was typing again.

Louis: yeah... I bet the company would be even better if a nice, handsome, like REALLY handsome person, named Louis dropped by or sth but idk

There was the clever comment he had been waiting for. He grins at his phone wide. Louis did get the clue. He quickly types out his reply.

Harry: You're right, I need a VERY handsome person named Louis by my side ;)

Louis: I'll be there in 15 x

Harry does a small, giddy dance. He felt like a teenager all over again but somehow it didn't even matter. He didn't mind if Louis made his heart skip a few beats, they made him feel hopeful again.

He doesn't realize how lost he is in his own thoughts until the bell at the door chimes, and a very wrapped up Louis appears.

"You're here!" He exclaims, watching Louis waddle in.

"You called and I delivered." He smiled.

"Well, I didn't exactly ask you to come, to be honest."

Louis raises an eyebrow at him. "I remember you requesting for a very handsome man named Louis." He sheds his red scarf and a puffy black jacket, revealing a soft, maroon jumper underneath.

"I specified handsome." He says innocently.

"Oh fuck off." He scoffs at Harry, watching him snicker. "People die to have an ass like mine." He says, slapping his jean cladded one making it jiggle. Harry's eyes stay firm on his backside, giving him a sudden flashback of the other night. He looks up quickly when he realizes what he was doing. Harry sees Louis smirk at him. Oh the tease, he knew what he was doing.

He walks over to Louis, taking his coat and scarf from him. "Think you overestimated yourself with the very handsome part?"

Their noses were almost touching now, and Harry could see the small snowflakes stuck on Louis's eyelashes.