Look After You

Step by step

(Michael^^^^)

Harry's awoken by the relentless ringing coming from his alarm, he groans at the siund and begins stretching out his arms and legs. He gets into a sitting position, shuts off the alarm, and runs his hands over his face and through his curls. He gets up and heads straight to the bathroom, washing up, brushing his teeth and taming his curls. Walking to his closet, he contemplates on what to wear to take Adrian to school today, he ends up decing on some sweat and a lilac sweater that fits him perfectly, he also throws on a beanie to tame his curls even more.

Before heading to wake Adrian, he puts some tea on the stove and gets it ready for when he returns. When he reaches Adrians room, he looks to the sleeping little angel and smiles, fondness in his eyes. He places a hand on the boys arm and shakes it gently, but enough to wake the boy.

"Adrian love, time to get ready for school," he soothes, the boy waking up little by little, his eyes still closed, he stretches and eases into his fathers touch.

"Do I have to?" He whines. His father gives him a concerning look, "you have to love, it's gonna be better today, I promise."

With that, he kisses his sons forehead and sends him off to get ready to leave. Before leaving, Harry drinks all of his tea and serves Adrian a small sandwich consisting of ham and cheese with light mayo, just like he liked it. After packing his lunch bag, the two head out and begin walking toward the school.

Once there, Harry is greeted by a skinny, blonde woman, Adrian's new teacher. She's very energetic and her pale blue eyes sparkle when she lights up.

After talking for a while with her, Adrian tugs at his father's pants. Harry notices this and he squats down to his sons size, he can also see the concern in Adrian's eyes.

"Come here," he says and almost instantly, Adrian jumps into his arms. Harry holds the boy and whispers an 'I love you' before releasing him and watching him walk away with the teacher. He prays that today will be better, for his sons sake.

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Once home, Harry rushes to get into his work clothes, which consisted of long, khaki pants and a navy blue colored shirt with about 4 buttons at the top. He grabs the apron from his closet, placing his name tag at the pocket of his shirt, and heads off, walking of course because he doesn't have enough money to afford a car yet.

Harry works at a small bakery a few blocks from his flat. He started working there because his mother new the elderly lady that owned it. She talked to her and managed to get Harry a job there as a baker since he's really good. The lady agreed and he started a few months before moving since it was better and closer.

Harry started out as a bus boy, cleaning dishes, sweeping floors, the basics. Then he moved up to baking and being able to work the register.

Today he was working the register, he greeted everyone that came through the door and served them their baked goods. Today was a busy day, people came as fast as they left, building up a line that would stress anyone out. But not Harry.

Harry was excellent at his job, he kept track of everyone and what their orders were, giving 110%.

The line went by fast, there was one customer left.

"Hello, how can I help you?" He greets politely at the man who has his head down and focused on his phone. He's dressed up in a buttoned up shirt and black dress pants, the tie was loose around his neck and a silver watch around his wrist. His caramel hair is swept up and tamed. The man looks like he just came from a movie premiere since he was carrying a blazer over his shoulder. This is what catches Harry's attention and he can't keep his eyes off of him.