Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Holmes Chapel Or How We Shared A Cake

Hi everyone, a second chapter tonight, I hope you like it. :) I googled Holmes Chapel and now I really want to go on a holiday in that area. Beautiful! Perfect for long walks and exploring. All the love, Summer xxx

After Harry and I had both gotten dressed, we made our way downstairs and started putting on our shoes and coats. Gemma was already at the door and smirked when she looked at me. "Still wearing Harry's hoodie?" she asked and raised one eyebrow, making me blush a bit. "Well, we can't let her freeze to death just because the weather has decided to abandon spring for a couple of days, now, can we?" Harry asked and smiled at me. I shot him a thankful look and heard Gemma giggle behind me. "Whatever you say, Harry." Still laughing, she left the house and was already gone when we followed her out of the door a couple of minutes later. 

"Do you want to walk into town?" Harry asked me and I nodded and followed him down the road. "It's only about five to ten minutes, so not too far. I can show you the bakery where I worked at. And my old school!" He beamed down at me and was visibly excited to show me around his hometown. "I would love to see them." I assured him with a smile and he put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him as we continued our journey into town. On our way, Harry was greeted by a couple of people who seemed happy to see him. He introduced me to one of his old teachers who was kind enough to stop and chat for a couple of minutes and when we neared the town centre, fifteen minutes had passed.

"I'm sorry for taking so long, it's just so nice to see everyone again." he apologised, but I shook my head. "No, no, no, it's fine." I tried to assure him. "Seriously, Harry, I am glad that you are so popular in your hometown. I know how much you enjoy being back here where you're 'just' Harry." He beamed down and I couldn't help but smile back. "You're amazing, you know that, right?" he asked me and pressed a chased kiss to my forehead. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and grinned up at him. "I know, I'm simply fabulous." Laughing, he pulled me towards a building and as we approached the door, I caught a glimpse of the sign over the door which said 'Bakery', before Harry pulled me inside. 

Inside, Harry was immediately welcomed and pulled into a hug, before the woman turned to face me. "And who are you, my dear?" She gave me a warm, welcoming smile which instantly make me feel at ease. "I'm Claire, Harry's friend from London." She shook my hand and then pulled us behind the counter into a small room at the back. "Now, tell me, Harry, how are you doing? Would you like a cuppa tea or something to eat?" Harry grinned up at her and shot me a questioning look which I answered with a shrug. "I think we can't stay that long today, I'm afraid, but I'll be in town for a couple of days, maybe I could pop by tomorrow and help out for a  bit?" he suggested and she beamed up at him. "That would be wonderful, my dear. We'll have plenty of time to catch up tomorrow then. But at least take something for the way." she insisted and so Harry and I left the bakery a couple of minutes later with a small bag filled with different cakes. 

"Now I understand why you enjoy working there so much." I commented with a smile. "What a wonderful woman." He beamed down at me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder again. "She really is remarkable. Just never deliberately drop something in front of her. You won't hear about anything else for weeks." he chuckled and I giggled. "I can totally imagine that." We walked in silence for a couple of minutes, Harry only occasionally pointing something out to me. After about five minutes, we reached his old school which was locked to due to school holidays. "I know it's nothing special, but to me it is. Here I started my first band and we won a local band contest in the gym over there." He pointed towards a large building which was barely visible from the front gate. 

"Did you enjoy school?" I asked him quietly and he looked back down at me and nodded. "Oh, absolutely. I wasn't very good at school, not that I was particularly bad either, but I was more interested in having a good time, than studying. It was sometimes a bit hard for me because Gemma had gone to the same school and she had always been a top students and I kind of felt like I had to be as good as her, but I wasn't. It took me a while to realise that and then I just became that kid at the back of the class that teachers wanted to kill, but secretly liked because I was still always kind and respectful. I just really liked having a good time." He chuckled and shook his head, before starting to walk again.