Sweet Mistake

Getting down and dirty

Annabelle's POV

It's been a week since I moved into my apartment. Eleanor sent me all of my things so now my flat seems more... Me. It's only a couple of hours till my first shift at the bakery. So i decided to take a walk. I put on my boots and grab my sunglasses and walk out of the door locking it.

I walked along the sidewalk next to the pond and put my headphones in turning on Frank Ocean. Spotting a bench I speed walk over to it to make sure no one else gets it. I sat down and pulled my legs up in a criss cross position. I scrolled through Tumblr when I felt an arm brush up against me. My head snaps toward them only to see a blonde boy next to me accompanied by a dark haired guy who was standing in front of him. The blonde's lips starting moving but I couldn't hear him due to Frank's angelic voice. But I pulled out one of my ear buds.

"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows looking at him.

"I just wanted to say hi!" He said smiling at me. Is that an Irish accent I hear?

"Oh, hi." I brought my feet down touching the ground.

"What are you doing by yourself?" He placed his hand on my shoulder. Definitely an Irish accent.

I glared at his hand. "Just trying to get some peace and quiet before work." I said brushing his hand off my shoulder. "Does your friend talk? He just stands there." I gestured towards the silent male standing in front of us.

"Oh! Yeah, he tal-"

"Hi, i'm Zayn." He smiled at me holding out his hand. I reached out and shook it.

"Annabelle."

"Nice to meet you Annabelle!"

"I'm Niall" The Irish one added in.

I looked at my phone and saw the time. "Oh shit!" I jumped up.

"What?" They seemed to say in unison.

"I-I've gotta go!" I stumbled as I ran down the street towards the bakery.

Niall's POV

Wow, Annabelle. Zayn and I sat there for a few minutes looking at each other confused. Why did she run away like that? Was it something we did?

"That was weird." Zayn broke the silence.

"Yeah, tell me about it!" I added.

"I wonder where Louis, Liam, and Harry are."

"Here, let me find out." I pulled out my phone and sent a group message.

[To; Liam, Lou, Harry]

{Hey, what's up? Where you at? Me and Zayn are at the pond.}

I waited a couple seconds and got a response from Harry.

[Harry]

{Going to the bakery. Meet up later?}

[To; Harry]

{Yeah, see ya then.}

I locked my phone and Zayn and I started walking.

Annabelle's POV

I burst through the bakery doors out of breath from running all the way here. I saw a little old lady walk out from the back and she walked towards me.

"You must be Annabelle" she spoke slowly but sweetly. I love old people. They're so sweet and kind.

"That's me!" I managed a giggle and kept breathing heavily. I finally caught my breath and stood up straight. She grabbed my hand and led me to the back.

"So sweety, we're gunna start you off simple!" She chuckled leading me to a tub full of dishes. "You're on dishy duty! And after that I want you to rearrange the ingredients! " She looked up at me smiling.

"Bu-"

"Have fun! I'll check in on you later!" She said joyfully cutting me off and walking back out to the front. I sighed and looked down at the dishes. I searched around the kitchen for a smock or an apron and picked up one that said "Love makes everything sweeter!" And wrapped it around me and started washing the dishes in the sink.

Harry's POV

I walked into the bakery being greeted by Barbara pinching my bum.

"Barbara!" I said excited while pulling her in for a hug. She squeezed me back and we sat at one of the tables.

"Amy! Get this boy something to eat would you! Look at him! So skinny!" She looked at me playfully as Amy brought us over a couple slices of chocolate cake.

"Yum!" I grabbed my fork and started to dig in.

"I knew you'd like it. It's a new recipe!" She smiled.

"I love everything here!" I said with a mouthful.

She just chuckled and put her hand on my arm. "So how is everything? How are the boys?"

"The boys are great, i'm meeting up with them later." I said swallowing the rest of the cake.

"Well that's good. Hey, can I talk to you about something?" She asked leaning in closer.

"Yeah what is it?"

"Well there's this new girl." She directed her gaze over to the kitchen.

"Oh?"

"It's her first day. She's about your age. I think she's 18. Just moved here to help her sweet aunt. Bless her soul. Do you think maybe you could help her out? You know, just show her some kitchen tricks? Be a dear?"

I didn't have to think about it. I loved the kitchen. It made me so happy. Plus it's a new girl who's my age. "Of course Barbara! I wouldn't mind helping out." Her smile widened. We stood up and I grabbed our dishes.

"She's right back there!" She pointed to the kitchen. I walked back through the doors and dropped the plates. It was her.

Annabelle's POV

SMASH. I jumped and spun around only to see wide-eyed curly haired boy. And a bunch of glass on the floor.

"What is your deal!" I yelled my focus now on the glass.

"It's... It's..." He stuttered.

"What are you babbling about?" I looked at him confused. He looked like he has just witnessed a murder.

"It's you." He stated.

"Okay? I'm me. I get it. Can I help you with something? Why are you back here anyways? You know, except for giving me more things to clean." I pursed my lips at him. I was so pissed.

"No. No it's YOU." He walked towards me. I gave him a disgusted look. He put his hands on my shoulders. Okay what is it with everyone touching my shoulders? Geez. "I can't believe it! It's you! I didn't think i'd see you again!"

"Uh. What?" I said pushing his hands off of me. "Who are you?"

"Don't you remember. I walked you home with your aunt's groceries." Then I remembered. The flashbacks started. Me fumbling, him smiling, his eyes. How did he remember me? I never even found out his name!

"I remember now..." I trailed off. "How do you remember me? I didn't even find out your name." I stepped away from him.

"I remembered your beauty." Oh my god. Gag me with a spoon. That was the cheesiest thing i've ever heard in my life. I rolled my eyes and remembered the glass on the floor.

"Well my beauty isn't going to help any if i don't get the mess YOU made cleaned up. So if you don't mind." I pushed past him grabbing a broom.

I swept up the remnants of the plate and looked back at the green eyed boy. "What's your name anyways?" I looked him up and down.

"Harry. Harry Styles." He gave a dimpled smile.