Warning *** a bit of smut in this chapter, you can skip it if you don't want to read it
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Harry's p.o.v
"Casper can I take your car to work?" I held her keys in my hand, ready to take it even if she says no. Tegan is still sick, so I have to cover for her today at work.
"Go crazy" she mumbled back to me.
"Yay!" I squealed like a girl making Tegan roll her eyes.
"Such a girl it isn't even funny" she huffed.
I ran to the car and drove down the road to work.
I parked it next to Caroline's car, unluckily she is on the same shift. While I was away the shop went under new management and they are so strict. They are trying to enforce uniforms which is a terrible idea. Three people have already been sacked for showing up five minuets late.
"Good morning harry, you are at the boys section against today" Ilene, my new boss grumbled.
"Good morning Ilene, how are you?" Man my smile wasn't fake, fake was an understatement.
"Fine, now go" she ordered.
I rolled my eyes and headed to the boys section "bitch" I murmured under my breath.
I walked around folding untidy clothes, sorted through the rack of jeans and shirts. I tried to take up as much time as possible and it was becoming impossible. My shift finished at four p.m and it is now almost eleven a.m.
I glanced over at a figure who stood glancing through clothes accession ally looking up at me. I shrugged it off and kept busy.
"Excuse me"
"Hello"
"Um could you please help us?" A mother stood before me, well I think she is a mother with her son, who looked about sixteen.
"Sure"
"What do you think would go with this?" She held out a tan pair of skinny jeans.
"Yeah, okay so are you looking for a shirt or jumper?"
"Shirt" I nodded and started searching through the racks of clothes, occasionally pulling out the occasional shirt and holding it in my hands.
"Here we go, now in have all these outfits as they look pretty cool. But there is a maroon, button up shirt that I think looks the best with tan pants of any kind" I grinned at my successful fashion advice.
"Thank you, and change rooms?"
"Yep just down the back to the left" I pointed out.
I continued pulling clothing items out and situating them in the right place. I walked past a rack of clothes when a hand reach out and forcefully pulling me amongst the clothes.
"Louis?!" I gasped when I saw his face.
"Shhh!" He pressed hi finger to my lips.
"Don't shh me! What are you doing?"
"Came to see you"
"Can't you see I'm working?" I rolled my eyes.
"By the looks of it you were just standing there and looking pretty"
"This isn't funny Louis" I groaned.
"Let's go"
"Where?"
"I dunno out?"
"Louis I'm working" I sighed "I'll get fired if of I leave this hell hole"
"Well if you do get fired I'll put in a good word for you somewhere else, okay?"
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