Look After You

"TommoTheTease"

After the phone call, the butterflies in Harry's stomach wouldn't leave. It was something about the man's voice and how he genuinely sounded like he cared that made Harry feel good.

He shook it off after a while and tucked Adrian into bed. Instead of watching t.v like he normally did, he decided to get to bed earlier because he still had to work in the morning.

There he lay, with only blue, plaid boxers and a white T-shirt, crumbled under the covers.

Falling asleep soundly after a few minutes with Louis' voice circling his mind.  

An obnoxious alarm is what ended up disturbing his peaceful dreams. Giving his morning stretch and a groan from the loud noise, he turns it off and walks off to the bathroom. He grabs his towel of of the rack and places it on top of the counter before he strips of his clothing and jumps in to shower.  

Turning the water on, he waits for it to get warm, meanwhile, he puts his hair up into a nice bun. After a few minutes, he steps in, rinsing up a bit so that he could start fresh for the long day ahead of him.  

He finishes up, wrapping the towel around his waist and heading back to put on some grey sweats and a white tee. Also throwing on a hoodie and a beanie since the weather was starting to get pretty chilly with winter around the corner.  

After he finishes up, he walks into the kitchen and sets up his morning tea, as usual, then headed for Adrian's room to wake him up.  

As he walks into the boys room, Adrian has his head crumpled into the pillow and his body scrunched into a ball. To Harry, this was the cutest thing ever.  

Gently managing to get Adrian up, the small boy heads to the bathroom and quickly washes himself up. Harry heads back into the kitchen and begins to make a quick snack for him and Adrian. A jelly sandwich, since Adrian was highly allergic to peanuts.  

Harry starts serving up his tea in his favorite mug, the one with flowers and Family written nicely across in cursive, and that’s when Adrian enters. Adrian sits at the table, a huge grin on his face and Harry hands him the sandwich.  

"Can't wait to get to school Adri?" Harry ask, returning the smile. 

"Yes! Michael said I can sit with him when we read today on the carpet and he said he'd teach me about the dinosaurs in his favorite book!" He excitedly lets out as he adjust the scratched up glasses on his nose. That reminds Harry to call the place that he got the lenses. Lucky thing the only thing scratched was the frame and not the actual lens.   

Harry can't help but admire the joy in his son's face, Adrian is usually the shy and quiet, but this new friend has brought him out of his shell and Harry couldn't be happier for this new change, as long as he was happy.  

"That's great love! We better head out then." 

And with that, they both head out towards the school, getting there pretty quickly since Adrian was now actually getting anxious to meet up with Michael. They arrive, give their 'good-bye's and 'I love you's, and then Adrian runs off into the school doors.  

Harry makes his way back to the flat, since today he had a day off. But right when he enters, a ring startles him. He left his phone on top of the counter by accident and didn't even realize it. He walks over and answers the phone, the caller ID displaying Work.  

"Hello?" 

"Hello Harry dear," 

"Hello Mrs. Andrews, how can I help a fine lady like yourself today?" He questions in a cheesy voice. A giggle is heard from the other side and Harry mentally gives himself a high-five.  

"Always a chipper one aren't we Harry?" 

"Yes," he states proudly. 

"Well Harry, I know today is your day off but would you mind helping out today? It is very busy and Miranda called in sick today." 

"Yea, of course." He replied. He loved working there and he didn't have anything else planned for the rest of the day except for sleeping or more re-decorating.  

Besides, Miranda always calls in sick when Harry isn't there, just because he has a day off apparently means one for her too.  

"I'll be there as soon as I can." 

"Thank-you Harry." 

They hung up and Harry heads to his closet to put on his work clothes. He adjust the pin with his name and heads out the door. The breeze hits his face and already, his nose begins to turn red. As he walks towards the bakery, the breeze only gets colder, which is strange since winter wasn't for another couple weeks. He loved winter, it was his favorite season that had his favorite Holidays, including his son's birthday in January.  

He reaches the front doors and already he can see ow busy this place has been. He rushes past the people and goes behind the counter. Mrs. Andrews is there taking an order from a customer, they want 3 pieces of apple pie. That's when Harry sneaks by and grabs the cake and places it into a container and moves back to the register.  

"Here you are miss," he hands the lady her order and the lady smiles. There was also a surprised Mrs. Andrews next to him who began laughing because he really startled her.  

"I can take it from here," he tells her, a relieved look on her face.  

"Thank-you." She smiles, and then sets off to start the baking in the back. Harry turns back to the next customer and takes their order.  

One after the other, Harry gets through the many customers that walk into the shop, as soon as someone leaves, three more people appear. This bakery was known throughout the town for its goods, which is why so many people try to come just to give a taste.  

As the line gets shorter and it's almost time for Harry to leave to get Adrian, he finishes up by cleaning all of the coffee and tea makers and cleaned up the tables. When he sprays down the last table, the bell hanging from the top of the door rings.  

"I'll be right with you," Harry yells as he wipes the table down.  

"Take your time love." 

The voice made Harry freeze. That voice, is it? 

He turns around and a small man stands at the register, head down towards the phone in his hand as his caramel, golden hair swings down across his face. It was the same man from yesterday, but today he was wearing black, tight jeans and a red sweatshirt, a beanie a top his head instead of a professional look like the one he had on yesterday.  

Not only was he the man from yesterday, but he was the same man on the phone with him last night.  

That's Michael's father...

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Sorry guys, Wattpad didn't let me publish the whole chapter for some reason. That's why there's so many notificationa 😅

This chapter was short but I promise the next one will be longer! -Lina❤