Or So It Seems (h.s.)

Chapter 17










The bell jingles as we step into the small bakery. An interested Harry looks around at the cute decor on the walls.




Only a few of the small booths and tables hold costumers.. Maybe it won't be such a busy day.




I stop at the door to the back room and tell Harry to stay there for a second.




"Angelica!"




"Hi, Lainy, how are you this morning!?" She looks up from the box she's unwrapping.




"Happy, thanks!" I chirp. I've got Harry with me, nothing could be better!




She smiles. "I'm glad to hear that." She gets back to opening the cardboard box.




"Erm, so i kind of brought my boyfriend with me today.. Is that ok if he sticks around? I promise you he won't cause any trouble."




Angelica nods. "Sure! As long as he tries every pastry.." She winks and i laugh.




"Thanks! His name is Harry, and he'll be out here if you want to meet him." My thumb points behind me and i begin to walk backwards. Once i stumble out the door, Harry's already sitting at a tiny table talking on the phone. Ok then..




I walk back into the room again and throw on my apron. I don't want to bother him while he's on the phone.. It could be something important.




I get behind the counter and take the new costumer's order. It's a cute little blond with a tall red haired boy. That reminds me- i should call Violet soon.. I miss her. She has classes right now, which makes me even more thankful that i don't have them today!




"That'll be £5 please." I smile. They're adorable. I look over the shoulder of the blond to see Harry is still talking on the phone.. Behind him, a couple girls have stopped and are looking through the window. Great. He's been found.. My mind wanders to the possible. Getting locked inside this small bakery because a swarm of girls are blocking the door. Everyone somehow finding out about mine and Harry's relationship too soon..




Their fans find out about everything, i know from experience. We need to talk to management quickly.




Harry looks up, smiling at them. Pure joy is displayed on their faces and i notice that a girl has started crying. He waves and they make a b-line for the door. Around 5 girls shuffle in and Harry stays seated. He's still on the phone. The girls are whispering and i'm wondering if they're trying to decide if they should approach him or not.




I guess they decided not to because all of a sudden a tiny voice startled me. A girl who looks to be around 14 points at Harry, "how long has he been here?" She has to bite her lip to keep from squealing.




Keep your cool. Keep your cool. "I don't know" i shrug. "Maybe an hour or so."