Wanted (H.S)

Chapter 2

"I-it's nice to meet you too, sir. Uhm, Harry I mean." I respond. He just keeps looking at me with that smirk of his. I quickly look down, because I can't seem to stop blushing.

It is moments like this that I hate myself for being so shy around new people. It is always the same; New people talk to me and I just stutter and blush.

It also doesn't help that he is very hot and has such beautiful eyes. He also wears a really great outfit. He wears black jeans and a black shirt with a green flannel on top.

"Uhm, enjoy your pie Harry. If you need something just ask Grace, because I'll be in the back to, uhm, d-do something." He just looks at me and gives me a little smile.

I look at Grace, who completely stopped doing what she is supposed to do and was already watching me. She looks at me, smirks and sends me a wink before I scurry off quickly.

When I get through the back doors with the sign 'employees only' on it, I pull out a chair to sit on. I take a deep breath to calm myself down. Why can't I just be like a normal person and talk to a stranger? I grab a bottle of water and just relax for a minute.

After just sitting in the empty room for 10 minutes James walks in. "Hi, what are you doing back here?" He asks me.

James has always been very kind to me. Whenever I had one of my episodes he would ask me if there was something he could do and he would give up his break and work a bit extra. I only see him at work. He has asked me to hang out with him a couple of times, but for some reason I've always managed to avoid doing so and declined his offer. Maybe I've always declined, because of my past or something. I really don't know.

"I just needed a second to breathe," I respond. He grabs a chair and sits beside me. "Okay, are you alright now?" He asks me with concern in his voice. I take the last sip of my water and respond. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine. You really don't have to worry about me." I try to say that as convincingly as possible with my most convincing smile.

"Alright" He says with confusion and still some concern. "Ready to go out front then?" I sigh again and stand up. "Yeah I'm fine." I throw my bottle away and we start to walk to the front of the bar.

"Ah, there you are again! I almost thought I had scared you off." I hear that raspy voice say. When I look up, I have immediate eye contact with those emerald eyes. I hoped he would've left already since it has been almost 30 minutes since I gave him his drink and pie. I look to the table in front of him and see he also has finished his pie and coffee, so I really don't understand why he's still here. But I think nothing of it.

I take a deep breath to control my voice and nerves and keep walking towards the bar. When I get there I look at him again and find out that he's still staring at me. I then remember that he said something to me and that I totally forgot to respond, because I was so in my own head. He must think I'm some weirdo now.

"No, I'm okay. I just needed to fix something back there." I tell him. He just looks at me and abruptly stands up. He gives me 10 pounds for his drink and food and a note. I put the 10 pounds in the till and the note in the back pocket of my jeans. He smiles a bit at me and then says; "It was nice to meet you, darling. I hope I'll see you again soon."

And with that he turns around and disappears through the doors.

I let out another deep sigh and god, it seems like I can't stop doing that today. I go sit on one of the barstools, because Harry was the only one left and now the whole place is empty. Within seconds Grace is standing beside me.

"Who the hell was that?" She asks me. I turn to her and see her looking at me with confusion and a bit of pride, I think, in her eyes. "That was Harry," I say. "Have you ever seen him before?" I ask, because we mostly get regulars here and I definitely haven't seen him before today.