𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛

Y/N was sure she could just about kill her landlord right now.

It was just about the coldest day of the year, her heater was broke and so was the window, she reported that to her shitty land lord but clearly she wasn't doing anything about it.

And to top it all off, the electric went out - and of course the shitty building did not have a back up generator, so she couldn't charge her laptop. And of course Y/N didn't notice it was dying and so it died mid-way through her essay - which surprise! She did not save!

She wanted to drown in her own tears. She almost had it done and it had taken her an unbelievable amount of time and effort, now she'll have to start it all over again.

And because of this unfortunate event, Y/N decides she deserves a treat. There was a little 24 hour bakery that's a twenty-minute walk away from her flat and she's obsessed with their gingerbread, so she decides that she wants that now, along with a hot chocolate to keep her warm before she goes to sleep.

She bundles up in an unbelievable amount of clothes and makes the walk to the bakery, ignoring the wind whipping her hair because if she thinks about it too much then she'll make herself even colder, the walk feels longer than usual and she's not sure why.

She sighs in relief when she makes it into the bakery, walking up to the counter as she lets herself melt in the heat, "Hi can I get a couple of gingerbreads and a hot chocolate please?" She asks and the man behind the counter nods turning to get her things.

"Y/N?" She hears a familiar voice ask and she smiles, "Harry! Hey," She smiles, "What are you doing all the way over here?" Harry asks, but keeps a smile on his face so Y/N assumes that he's not angry.

"I'm having the worst night and I love this bakery so I thought I'd treat myself," She shrugs, turning around to the counter when the man clears his throat, "$7 please," He says and Y/N goes to pull out her purse but Harry gets there first, swiping his card on the machine before she can even register it.

"Hey, what'd you do that for?" She asks, "The last thing you need to do when you're having a bad night is buy your own treats, come sit with me," He tells her and Y/N nods, following him to a table.

"What're you doing out anyway?" She asks, sitting across from him, "My house is too quiet during storms, it's weird," He shrugs simply, "What about you? Why's your night so bad?" He asks, "My flat is freezing and the power went out and my laptop died without saving my essay," Y/N sighs, "Wow, that is shitty, I'm sorry," He says genuinely making her smile, "S'fine I guess, gave me an excuse to trek all the way over here for cookies so I can't complain much," Y/N says, she could complain so much more and it was definitely not fine but she did not want to come off as a whiny little bitch to the guy she was sort of crushing on.

"I better head home though, it's late and I'm exhausted," She notes, clicking her phone on to check the time, "Would you like a ride home? It's late and freezing outside," Harry asks, Y/N contemplated his offer in her head. Harry's been sweet and super nice to her, except that one time, but he's given her no reason not to trust him.

She could either walk home in the freezing cold or she could get a lift with Harry who is really sweet. Even if she's a little embarrassed about her home, she's far too cold to walk all the way home.

"Sure, if it's not a lot of trouble," She smiles, "S'no trouble," Harry grins, standing up and grabbing his bag, "Y'know you're gonna have to show me where you buy those bags from cause they're so cute," Y/N mentions making Harry smile, "Thank you! I buy them on some website on the line!" He grins and Y/N just about dies right then. How can a grown man be that cute?

"You know it's called online right?" She says with a smile but Harry just stares at her in confusion, "Like there isn't a the? Like it's just- Y'know what! Never mind," She chuckles when he stares blankly at her.