I'd Do Anything (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 2

*Holly's Pov*

Work was a buzz kill today. Cranky customers, small tips, blistering feet, and the list goes on and on. Sometimes I wish I didn't take online college coarses, therefore I would be spending more time in school rather then in that dump, they call a resturant. 

I was making a quick pit-stop on the way home from work. I had to stop at W Mandeville, a local bakery, to pick up my order. My mom was coming to town and I promised her I would get some of her favorites. She would kill me if I didn't have them. 

I walk through the door hearing the little bell on the top of the door ring, letting the employees know someone was entering the shop. I get in line behind an older lady who was ordering her food. 

I wait there for what seems like forever, this lady took forever. I impatiently tap my foot on the ground. I look at my phone like every 30 seconds to see what time it was. I was probably the most impatient person in the world, I blame my mother.

Finally, this lady finishes with her order. I swear this woman was going to feed an army. I walk up to the counter to see a curly-haired boy working the cash register. I have never seen him working here before. He was very attractive, not gonna lie. "Can I help you?" he asks.

*Harry's Pov*

"Can I help you?" I ask the beautiful blonde standing in front of me.

"Ummm..Yes. I have an order for Stone." She says giving me her last name. 

I chuckle and reply, "Ok and sorry for the wait, that woman comes here every other day and I always dread how long she takes."

I lean back behind me picking up a box when she giggles and says, "I guess it's pretty obvious how impatient I am." 

I place the box on the counter and start adding up the total on the cash register and say, "No, I mean the foot tapping and checking the time every 30 seconds wasn't much of a giveaway."

She giggles again and says, "It's my mom's fault she was and still is not very patient."

I chuckle and hand her the box, "Your order is free as long as I get your name." I say to her.

Charming? Sure. Flirting? Always. She smiles and says, "Holly." she pauses. "And yours?"

"I'm Harry." I say and smile at her.

"Well, Harry, thanks for the treats." She smiles and turns to walk away.

Before she exits I yell after her, "I hope to see you around, Holly."

She smiles and says, "We will see about that."

I mean, sure, I flirted with all the attractive girls that came in, but something was different about Holly. The way she playfully went along with the shit I was throwing at her. The way she played hard to get. Usually the girls just fell for me and gave me their phone numbers and I never talked to them again, but something made me want to see her again. Something made me determined to see her again.