Cause I'm making pancakes!

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Wendy woke up to the sound of Somewhere In Neverland being blasted round the house as Louise came dancing in and singing along. This was the usual routine and the song would change every morning; from 5 Seconds of Summer to Pierce The Veil. It always put a smile on her face to see her sister happy and having fun and Wendy always enjoyed joining in.
"Wendy ma darling, that never gets old! There's a job opening Alex told me about, I would go for it but I'm not a fan of baking... Would fit you perfectly though! Making fluffy, American pancakes everyday, yours are the best and you'd be payed for making them!" Louise jumped on my bed and awaited my thoughts on her offer.
"Wait wait wait. Fluffy American Pancakes... IS THE JOB AT AMERICAN CANDY?!" She practically squealed with excitement.
"Yes, why are you so excited about it?" Louise asked slightly confused.
"HE works there Louise! The love of my life, the missing puzzle piece and all that cliché crap!" Wendy knew her cheeks were now a light pink due to thinking about him...
Wendy quickly got up and ran into her en suite to get ready, putting her iPod on as she showered, singing to The Maine before coughing on the steam, she just laughed as it happens every time. After showering she put on a black vest with a white Peter Pan collar and a simple pair of black jeans and her favourite pair of ankle boots to make her look smart but casual. Grabbing her Burberry scarf and bag she ran out her house and down to the café, however running isn't her strong point so she took a quick sit on the park bench to regain her breath so she didn't sound like a dying seal when she first spoke to him.
Breath regained and hair fixed, Wendy walked into her favourite café and straight up to the counter, as she looked up she was faced with his green orbs staring into her, admiring her beauty and grace.

Harry's Point of View:
I heard the ring of the bell as she entered the café, she's bought so many of my pancakes and yet still manages to stay so petite, she must love fitness! Her fiery red hair is what stands out to me, its always in perfect ringlets with a flower crown on top. Today she was dressed different to usual, more formal but still looking amazing. She was also alone which was odd, every time she has come here it has been with another guy, I wonder if they're together...
I looked down at her and our eyes met, there's just something so captivating about hers, the way the blue changes from the light and the perfect black line of eyeliner, with even wings shaping them.
Maybe today was the day.

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