Harry's pov
"Get the fuck up Harold!"
I felt a pillow being slammed to the back of my head , i dug my head further in the pillow mumbling "wha'"?"It's 2 on Monday morning. GET. THE. HELL. UP!"
I shot up at that "Stop fucking shouting ,my head will explo-- Wait! What?? My classes probably started hours ago and now's when you decide to wake me up leprechaun!?!?" I groaned. I don't care about my classes but if they find out that I'm skipping classes then they'll have a reason to come here and if that happens then everyone will find out... No , nope , no way that can't happen.Niall snorted at that, keeping the pillow back "Calm your tits Harold. You don't have classes today, remember? Teacher not present or summat like that"he chuckled.
I thought back to it for a moment and then narrowed my eyes, glaring at him "Then why the hell was it necessary to wake me up by abusing me with this" i sneered pointing at the pillow.
"Huh what?" He looked up from his phone "Oh that , yeah so i have to get some really important work done so i won't be able to make it to my shift at the bakery, which starts around 4. So i need you to go in my place. That evil old lady won't give me a day off since she's out for some work and apparently 'i NEED to be there'."
"NO WAY, nah I am not doing-" he started making puppy eyes and a full on pout. I swear that fucking leprechaun. I would literally bash his head if it wasn't for the fact that he's him (even I don't understand why) "Fine" i hissed.
"THANKYOU!!" he jumped on top of me and wrapped me in a hug.
"Niall stop fucking shouting or I'll kill you" he quickly got off me and gave me 2 aspirins and water.
"Right , sorry. By the way how come a bimbo wasn't doing the walk of shame outta your room this mornin' "Oh right. After everything i just immersed myself in the party scene, sure Niall won't say no to a good party and beer now and then but after i lost myself in it he started being the stable and sensible one and would mostly stay sober or in his senses to get me home safe and possibly without a night stand but due to his exam today he couldn't go last night but I still couldn't pick up anyone ,i actually don't really remember last night all that well but I keep remembering blue eyes and a 28 tattoo nothing else at all i don't even know how the hell I ended up home but I'll not tell Niall that for now because I know he'll worry . But anyway I hated those one night stands i would never do that as my sober self and he knows that. That's why i get drunk to prove that..... But Niall tries his best to save me from the regret he knows i am drowing myself in. I know it's wrong, i know he worries for me but maybe I'll get out one day just not now...
"Ehh don't know mate, not that great of a scene last night" it looked as if relief washed over his face and then he gave me a small smile and told me to get up and ready since his shifts starts in around an hour and he had to leave.
He left after a bit and i got ready and left for work , well his work. I don't work because they think that money is the best way to connect with me and keep depositing a ton of money in my account every month and after everything I'm not going to say no to that.
I arrived at the bakery five minutes before the shift starts and got changed with my apron and all. I used to work in a bakery back in Holmes Chapel when I was 14 and everything was ....normal. So I knew the basics. The co-workers didn't ask any questions because I have actually done this for Niall before believe it or not.
The day was slow , not many customers were coming around which is actually unusual over here for a Monday but oh well better for me. I was scrolling through my phone behind the counter when the bell above the door dinged. I straightened my posture and looked up to see..... OH MY....
Yayyy first chapter up!! I really believe that this is wayy better than the discriptions!
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