Chapter 5

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(Louis's POV)

I have no idea what Zayn was on about, Harry was amazing. we had a lot in common, but when I brought up the 'different' subject he seemed to freak out a bit.

Oh well, it's probably something bad that happened in his past. I mean I know how hard it can be to get over something that happened. I never new who my dad was and I was pretty sad about that for years. different people cope with things differently, so I can't judge.

Harry walked me home after we had eaten and when we got to my house we exchanged numbers. after he'd left we texted each other all night, but that was yesterday. Now lets get onto today.

I walked downstairs to receive my phone that was on the coffee table. I saw I had a text from Harry

From Hazzabear:

Hey, you wanna meet up again today? I've got a few places in mind xxx

I was quick to reply

To Hazzabear:

Yup, sounds good to me! just make sure zaynie isn't around, ha ha xxx

From Hazzabear:

Ha ha, meet you at yours at 11:00 then xxx

To Hazzabear:

Kk xxx

I checked my phone to see what time it was, 10:15, I ran upstairs and jumped in the shower. after I dried my self i put a navy and white stripy top on and some red skinny jeans. I then scurried back downstairs and made my self a cuppa before settling back down on the sofa and watching tv.

Twilight came on, I like twilight. it might be a but feminine but it's nice, and how can you not drool over Robert? it was at the part in the Forrest when Edward reveals he's a vampire. thinking now, Harry is a little like Edward. mysterious, dangerous, beautiful. I wonder if he's secretly a vampire. ha ha don't be so ridiculous!

At 11:00 on the dot the doorbell rang

"Coming!" I yelled. I went to the door and opened it to find Harry and all his glory standing there in black skinny jeans and a 'Ramones' t-shirt.

"Hey gorgeous" he grinned

"Hi." I said shyly

"Come on then." and with that we walked over to his car and got in.

(Harry's POV)

"Buckled in?" I asked

"Yup," he replied "where are you taking me?"

"You'll see," I said slyly. we drove off to my mystery destination.

I was taking him to my favourite place in Holmes chapel. my bakery. it sounds a bit feeble but it's really good there and it's literally my home now. I spend a lot of time there anyway even when I'm not working. the lovely oldies I work with know my secret and have accepted me. other people might be the same but how do I know. lots of people have found out an ran away so to find a place where people accept the real you, no matter how bad it may be, is really nice.

"We're here!" I shouted with a huge grin on my face.

"A bakery?" Louis asked

"I work here, it's really good." I relied. we got out o the car and entered the small bakery. It had cream walls and was lit up with small orange lights. the smell of pastry filled the air. it was just so nice.

"This is so lovely, you really work here? i'll have to visit here more often then." we both laughed and went up to the counter.

"Hey Mabel!"

"Oh Harry darling, hello. what would you like today, and who is your friend?" Mabel replied

"This is Louis, and please could i have a Cornish pasty, Lou?"

"Oh, same please."

"Make that two Cornish pasties please"

"Right away sir, please you two go take a seat." and with that me and Lou went to sit down.

Mabel came out a few minutes later with our fresh, hot pasties. they looked and smelt delicious.

"Dig in boys." Mabel said cheerfully.

"Thank you." me and Louis said together. We both bit into our pasties and the steam came pouring out. it was the most yummy thing ever.

"Mmmmmmm, this is amazing!" Louis hummed

"Glad you like it." I said smiling at his expression. he looked as if he was in a dream world with cotton candy clouds and chocolate streams. He suddenly opened his eyes when a sniggered.

"What?" he asked

"Your face, you looked so happy." he giggled at my words which set me off and soon we were laughing uncontrollably.

"You're so beautiful" Louis said to me

"Thanks, I was going more for handsome. but beautiful will do."

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