Nothing Like Us - Larry Stylinson FanFic

Chapter 1- Coffee Guy

"Shit." Harry said as he woke up to see that it was 10 minutes passed 8:00 am. He had to go to work in just 20 minutes and his manager wouldn't be very pleased with him coming in late to the bakery . He didn't have enough time to shower and eat so he decided to put on a beanie and throw on some welcoming yet casual clothes. He had to be there by 8:30 or else he'll have to stay for an extra hour and he wouldn't be able to attend his 5-o'clock class.

He went to The University of Manchester and was certainly in 3 courses that all took place at 5 of the after noon through 10 of the night. He couldn't go late to any of them otherwise it'll cause trouble with his dad if he ever found out he was late or missed a class. His dad was principle of the school so that pretty much sums up why he was in such a death thread. Luckily enough his job was just a block away from his flat which his dad had bought him. Harry made him a bet that if he can pay him back the coast of the flat he had bought him at the end of 2 years tops, he will move out of his dads house and stay in the flat he lives in now.

Harry was on his way to the bakery and spotted a lot of people outside making line. It was freezing out , and theses people have been out there for probably 20 or 30 minutes. he rushed to the back of the bakery and rushed inside , feeling the warmth of the place. The smell of fresh bread filled the air. It was such a pleasant smell. He spotted Barbra , the manager , struggling to pick up a tray with 12 cupcakes. Harry rushed to her . “Morning Barbra.” he said as he grabbed the tray and she let out a sigh of relief.“Hello Harry. Busy morning we got going today.” She said as she pinched his butt. He chuckled as he finished placing the tray on the display window, “So, Do I mop today? Whip up some frosting? Or can I finally make some fajitas?” Harry asked Barbra as he followed her back to the kitchen.

Harry has always wanted to do his famous Fajitas for people to taste them. Barbra said they tasted good , but he couldn't make them and sell them there. Harry always bothered her with the question and he won't stop until she gives in. “Now, Harry. You know the answer to that is no.” , “I know. “ Harry said as he let out a heavy sigh. “You know what you have to do so get to it . Time means money.” She said as she wavered her finger in his face as she left to the front of the store. He was stuck moping the floor and cleaning the kitchen utensils. What Barbra didn't know is that he ate the left over cake batter in the mixing bowl. It tasted so good to just make it go to waste by sending it down the drain.

Harry was in the middle of mopping the floor when he heard Veronica calling him. “Harry, do you mind taking over my 11 o'clock shift? I have to rush down to the hospital my brother was just called in sick. I have to check up on him .”, “Yeah sure no problem . Go ahead. Take care.” he told her as he took the apron from her and started to tie it up around his neck and waist. He placed the mop back into the closet and walked to the front to find only 2 customers there. “Uh, Hello , welcome to Marvello's Bakery . What would you like this cold morning ?” Harry asked the lady who was shaking on the other side of the pastry window.

“I would like a small latte with whip and a piece of coffee cake please sweetheart.” She said as she handed him 10 euros. He started to do her latte and grabbed her coffee cake and placed it in a bag. “Okay , that'll be 3.03 euros. Here's your change . Have a wonderful day.” Harry said as he handed her her change and her food. “Hello , I would like to order a cake for next week. Just a plain red velvet cake for about 8 people. I'll leave it under the name John.” The man told Harry as he wrote everything down on a notepad he had in hand. “Okay, you won't like anything written on the cake?”, “No , just plain.” Harry scrunched his nose at the guys forward answer. “That will be 22.74 euros.” Harry said as he put away the notepad and reached for the money. Harry quickly handed him his change and he left without a word. Rude.

“Barbra, people can be so cruel in the morning. Even to me! And I'm adorable!” Harry cried to Barbra who grew to a laughing fit. “Now Harry , you know how cranky people get in the morning. Here have some breakfast.” Barbra said as she handed Harry a cup of coffee and a piece of apple fritter. He smiled and started to eat on one of the tables inside the bakery. “Harry, I'll be back in 5 minutes. I'm going to the store next to us to buy some mittens. My hands are freezing.” Barbra rubbed her hands together and wrapped a scarf around her neck as she headed out. Harry stayed there eating , watching the clock as time passed by.