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I looked at my face on the mirror one last time before going to work. I sighed heavily on my reflection, making a blurry shape covering my face on the mirror. I nodded and grabbed my bad and headed to work.
I walked to my work destination, which is, the coffee shop that is nearly down the street, I stepped onto the first step of the entrance, I balanced myself onto the step before putting force onto the door; after that, I went to the staff's room to change, how would they know that I'm a staff if I'm not wearing uniform, right?
It's a typical Monday in London; so we expect more than five customers this time. I cleaned the tables, opened the lights and arranged the books on the shelves. "Sorry, I didn't help you again, and unexpectedly came late--again." Catherine rushed through the back door, and running to the entrance; turning the 'Closed' sign to 'Open'.
"It's okay, I know you have some cases with your family," I sent a weak smile to her while jumping over the counter, she mocked and grabbed herself a drink; "Tell me about it." I laughed and threw the towl on her face. "Just work, Cath." I shook my head, fixing my gaze on the street. After two minutes, business men, teachers and even students entered the coffee shop.
The coffee shop smelled more coffee-filled not like a while ago. The bell rang again, notifying me there's a new customer, I looked up and saw that the students fromed a gigantic line on the door; i tip-toed and met eye-contact with the eyes that made me lose my balance.
No, it can't be! It's not him. There's no way that guy would be--Harry?
"I think karma's on the way, he's back," Catherine smirked, nudging me. I turned to her and commanded, "Cover me up." with frightening eyes, she laughed and gave me the towel, "You owe me big time, I tell you." I nodded and mouthed 'Thank you' before going to the staff's room.
I closed the door shut and sat on the stool near the door, I placed my head on my hands, thinking about what happened when we were twelve.
"What is it, Harry?" I snapped, looking at the boy in-front of me. He was holding a bouquet of the flowers I like. "Erm...this is for you," he offered the bouquet of flowers he's holding and then sat beside me; "Are there any special occasions?" I asked. Making eye-contact with him.
"There will be, I guess," he replied and leaned forward but stopped at his tracks, "I was thinking," he muttered, "Go on.." I instructed following the direction of his eyes--which landed on my hand. "will I have the chance to hold your hand and call you mine?"
I froze and looked away, hiding my hand, he placed a fake smile on his lips and chuckled, "I know I won't, and--you can keep that, I'm humiliated in-front of a beautiful girl, I'm sorry.." and by that, he walked away.
"He's looking for you," Catherine said, entering the room. No, this is not happening.
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