Zayn groans, but despite all he explains to Harry who Melanie is. His daughter of 2 years now, born right after Harry was in the accident. Melanie was unknown by Zayn as Perrie hid her pregnancy from him, she was one jealous and homophobic woman. He does not know what made her leave Mealanie with him, she seemed to hate him. Who leaves their baby with the man they detest? Perrie Edwards my friends..
Harry sucks a breath in, listening intently to Zayn explaining what happened, he gradually got the answer to who Melanie was. Zayn now knows what Harry is going to ask, which he has always answered yes to.
"Can I go visit her someday?"
"Yes Harry, you dont even have to ask."
They stop jogging when Harrys stomach growls, demanding food. Which reminds Zayn of the Coffee place he discovered yesterday. Harry however, wants to go home and change clothes, so they part and decide to meet in the coffee shop.
"Good morning Harry!" Someone calls from the other side of the road, Harry looks at the woman with her baby in the carrier. "Its me, Merna remember? I gave you those flowers," The young woman points at the flowers resting by his doorstep. Harrys eyes are wide, and he is speechless because what is he supposed to say? Sorry Im sick in the head I dont remember what I did yesterday? Way to scare people off..
Instead Harry opted for a nicer approach, thanking the woman and complimenting her on the nice headband that she was wearing. She smiles, letting Harry know that he could ask her if anyting was wrong.
He quickly showers, throwing on new clothes, he picks his recorder up before he leaves the house. He pressed play, talking into it; "Today was one of the confusing days, according to my calculations." He records, he talks about the weather, the shoes he is wearing, and leaves a reminder for himself to do the laundry tomorrow. "Im running out of socks to wear, I had to search all over the house." The simple everyday things that he took for granted, two years ago are a struggle to him today.
He picks the keys up, closes the door and locks it.
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"Hello dear," Louis is met by his favourite costumer ever, he goes out from behind the counter to hug her as she walks inside the small cozy place.
She hugs him back just as hard, laughing when she pulls away. "How have you been since yesterday Louis?" She asks, as Louis looks for a decent table for her.
"I've been good Valencia, how have you been?" He asks, motioning for her to sit down. "My grand kids came over to visit, they are such sweethearts!"
"Oh how exciting, tell them to come over here whenever, I will make sure to give them discounts." Louis tells her proudly. "No dear you don't have to, they are going back home today."
He goes back to the kitchen, ordering the workers to get her a coffee. The shop is silent, the hectic morning is still ahead of them as it is still only 8 in the morning.
The bakers are preparing cupcakes and chocolate delicacies. The girls are preparing the cold drinks also known as the lattes and frapputinos, Louis hates them. But he sells them because the costumers like them.
Louis sits and chats with Valencia, talking about all the weird things they talk about. And at one point she asks him to sing for her, and he does, silently of course.
"You're the closest to heaven, that I'll ever be-" the bell above the door of the coffee shop plings and Louis stops singing. Valencia gives him a small clap of the hands and smiles happily. He excuses himself and goes behind the counter to serve the new costumers.
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"Seriously Zayn? I am hungry I'm not looking for cupcakes I want real food!" Harry complains as he sees the logo of the place, "Louis' Delicacies"
"Trust me Harry their coffee is the best, and we can ask them for sandwiches I bet they sell them here." Zayn is holding Melanie on the other hand, to say that Harry was surprised when he saw her is an understatement.
She's a cutie, with straight black hair and a cute nose. She's wearing a Frozen dress, but Harry doesn't know what it is. He guessed it was one of the princesses, and she told him he was right. She reminded him that they watched Frozen together, and why would he remember such a thing?
She's an innocent child, unknowing of Harry's struggles.
"What would you like to order?" A voice says, and Harry looks up immediately. That voice, so angelic and he only wants to hear more. Zayn seems to be unaffected as he orders what he wants nonchalantly. Harry is staring at the man behind the counter, amazed by his long eyelashes and his strong cheekbones.
"Harry what would you like?" Zayn interrupts Harry's staring, and he chuckles and scratches the back of his neck. The man is looking directly at him now. And Harry doesn't know what to order.
"Well surprise me?"
Zayn and Melanie get their orders before Harry does, so they go and look for a table which is not too hard. The place is not very busy, and Harry also notices the faint smell of roses, red roses to be exact. He knows that very well because he's an expert on flowers.
"Can I taste your coffee daddy?"
"No darling you're too young for coffee."
Harry's food arrives not even three minutes after the seat themselves, someone who is not the beautiful man he saw is carrying breakfast and coffee for Harry. To say that he was a tad disappointed, could be not smaller than the worlds biggest understatement. If that even makes sense.
Harry doesn't think about that for too long though, because the food consumes his thoughts and his being.
The smell was delicious and the pancakes topped with strawberries and syrup where delicious. How could an ordinary and boring breakfast be so good?
Zayn was right, this place should be awarded with ten stars.
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Louis didn't go out to serve the green eyed man in the beanie. He had to bid Valencia goodbye, she was leaving to visit her daughters in London. He was happy for her, but also a little sad because he won't see her for a whole month. Who is he going to sing for now?
He hopes the man enjoyed his special breakfast thought. He has put a lot of effort into the those pancakes. Besides, they don't even serve pancakes here. But Louis would do anything to please those eyes.
He watches them from afar, the little cute girl is sitting there looking from the black haired man to the man in the beanie. The latter sneaks a blueberry from her plate, and she squeals in delight.
"Harryyyy!" She exclaims playfully punching him, he laughs out loud and pretends to hurt.
Harry. Amazing name. Maybe Short for Harold.
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