London Boy

Flowers

September 30th, 8:07 am.

Willows POV

I wake up to the painfully similar sound of my alarm going off. I get out of bed and walk to my bathroom not bothering to make my bed. I have never seen any point in making your bed if you're just going to mess it up a few hours after you get home from work. It's also not like I have anyone coming over. I shook the thought out of my head and changed into a simple outfit and throwing my hair into a ponytail. I decided against wearing makeup today I just didn't have enough energy. I do my usual turning off the lights and heading out the door for work but of course making sure the door is locked. I make my usual walk to work I have a feeling this day is going to be very boring. I walk in greeting Luna with a hug. I clock in taking the cart over to the return box, here we go.

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September 30th, 1:14pm.

Work has been very slow today I've only had a few people need help today and all the returned books are back where they are supposed to be. I was reading a book that I hadn't read yet when I got a phone call from Henry, I let it ring a few times before I picked up the phone. "Hello, how is work Willow darling." I hear through the phone. "It's been pretty boring there hasn't been much to do so I have been reading. I quite enjoy reading" I reply to his question. "I'm sorry to hear that" he says. We talk for a few minutes after that. I quite enjoy talking to henry he is a great person. After a few minutes I hear the bell go off telling me that someone has entered the store. "Welcome, To the Library Tell me if you need any help" I say without lifting my head up from my book. "Willow darling it's me" I hear. I look up from my book to see Henry holding a bouquet of flowers. They weren't my favorite flowers but it's the thought that counts. "Oh, Henry you didn't have to get me these". I say as he hands me them. "I know but I heard you were having a bad day and I wanted to make it better" he says. "That's so sweet Henry". "Thank you".

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October 2nd, 1:14pm.

I'm helping a customer when I hear the bell ring. Over the past few days at 1:14pm, he has been bringing me flowers. After I finish up helping the sweet old lady that was looking for a good book to read to her grandkids. I walk over to Henry being greeted by flowers. "Hello Henry, how has your day been?" "It's been good better now that I'm with you" he says winking. "Thank you for the flowers" I say a light blush covering my cheeks. After a few minutes he leaves. Henry has been a great person the past few days. He is attractive and sweet, and he looks out for me. He might be the best person in my life right now. I place the flowers down gently by my purse and continue on with my day. 

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October 2nd, 6:38pm.

I open the door to my apartment. Other than Henry bringing me flowers nothing really happened. I decide to call Henry to fill the silence of my quiet apartment. It rings a few times before he picks up. "Hello Henry, how has your day been?" "It's been good I was just about to call you actually I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner tomorrow night" "Of course I would Henry what time""7:00pm I know you get off at 6:30 and its a 5-minute walk so you would have 25 minutes to get ready if it's enough" "Yes it's enough time, I will see you tomorrow." I hand up the phone. I never really thought that Henry and I would go past the friendship stage I mean he is pretty flirty but all my life I've been told I'm always out of peoples leagues so.  I put my phone down on the coffee table and make my way to the kitchen. I decide to make oatmeal. It's super simple and it tastes ok, I guess. After I finish making my oatmeal and walk to the living room, I carefully take a seat on the couch and grab the remote. I put on some random show I had watched before on Netflix. As I eat, I truly think About Henry and me. He's great and makes me really happy. But if we were to get together, I would have to tell him that I'm bisexual. I've always struggled with that. When I told my parents I was bisexual even though they didn't really raise me they were extremely unhappy, and I hope he reacts better when I tell him. But he is a great person, so it won't be a problem, right? I finish my oatmeal and set my bowl in the sink. I walk into the living room and turn off the TV. I walk into the bathroom brushing my teeth and changing into my pajamas before I walk into my room and slip into bed. Slowly after a few minutes I start drifting into a deep slumber thinking about God knows what with a smile on my face. I really hope it stays that way maybe this fresh start was a good idea. Yea it was. 

Author here,

Again, we thank Layla and the countless hours of Taylor swift playing on my phone to help me with motivation on this chapter. 

What do we think about Henry it would be a real shame if I mess it up wouldn't it, he's so sweet..

Enjoy chapter 3