Bakery Boy

Chapter two

Message from A/N:
tHE PICTURE IS HAROLD'S CAR BUT THE COLOR IS FADED AND LOOKS A LITTLE SHITTY. THANKS OKAY BYE ENJOY THE STORY! I just noticed that this car is very new, IGNORE THAT OKAY. Shit, Also I noticed that there's an article about that car being the best sedan of 2015. IGNORE THAT PLEASE.

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Harry

I hop into very old sedan that my sister had gave me for my 16th birthday. It was shitty already when she gave it to me but, Hey. It's a car! It could take me places and drive me to work...If I'm lucky. The smell of my sister's perfume { really strong flower smell, trust me it does not smell good } traps me as soon as I close the door. I should be dead by now, how could I survive 5 years driving this car?

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The sun sets as soon as I arrive at my apartment building. I lock my car and hear the beep as usual, signaling me that my car has successfully been locked. I grab my keys from my back pocket on my pants and walk into the lobby.

"How's work been for you, Harry?" Another one of my friends who is the main desk lady asked.

"Very interesting, Jamie," I lean against her desk.

"What happened?" Her voice telling me that she wants the details.

"Basically this hot gu-"

"HOLY FUCK YOU'RE GAY? NOTHING WRONG WITH IT, I'M GAY TOO-"

"I'm not gay! Wait, you're gay?" I raise a brow.

"I'm pansexual."

"So you're attracted to pans?" I chuckle.

"Ugh! No! Why does everyone say that?!!" Jamie rolls her eyes and unwraps a rolo chocolate, popping it in her mouth.

"Just saying."

"It does not mean I'm attracted to pans! It means that I could be both attracted to both genders and people like transgenders. Stuff like that."

"So you're not attracted to pans?"

"Fuck! Harold, get out of here! I'm done talking to your fine ass," She hisses, pointing to the elevator.

"Fine ass? You think my bum is fine? You've seen it before?" I laugh.

"It's a fine ass but not as fine as Louis Tomlinson's ass," She said.

"Louis Tomlinson?"

"Louis Tomlinson! The one who moved in like last week. He's got one fine ass."

"I've never seen him before!"

"You have, he came to your bakery just today. Oh wait is that the hot guy you've been talking about?"

"How do you know he came today?"

"I'm friends with him."

"You're friends with him because he's got a fine bum?"

She face-palms and that tells me she's so done with me. Suddenly, the doors open and it's him.

"Muffins again Jamie!" Louis said, holding his muffin from the bakery.

I turn into a complete fool mode. Not thinking straight, stuttering, and saying stupid things.

"Well, what do you expect from a bakery?" She asked.

"Bread, cookies, cakes, other good shit," He leans against the desk like I did, but now I'm just standing there.

"Oh, Hey it's you!" He smiles, making my heart skip a beat.