Look After You

Playdate

As Harry turns back to the table, he reaches for the rag quickly and the cleaning spray, heading toward the register. But Harry being the klutz he was, tripped on his own foot and started falling head first towards the floor.

A pair of small, but strong hands grip his torso before he could. Harry is staring at the floor in shock until he tries to regain his balance and the hands lift him up a bit, making the two men meet face-to-face.

"Oops."

".. H-hi."

Louis smiles, the crinkles by his eyes forming at the sides.

Harry blushes and looks down.

"I'm so sorry sir." He bows his head down. Louis reaches a hand and places it on Harry's shoulder.

"It's fine." He chuckled.

Harry looks back up and instantly remembers he wanted to order something.

He runs back to the other side or the register, places the rag in the sink and the cleaning solvent in the cabinets. As he gets back up, Louis stands there, almost with a bit of confusion on his face.

"Do I know you? Other than being the cute bakery guy?" He smirks.

Harry turns as red as an apple. The sudden flirtation made Harry feel as if he was on cloud nine, he never gets told that so hearing the words come out of Louis mouth was heavenly.

"Um.. uh.. no?" Harry stumbles out.

"Your voice sounds strangely familiar." Louis adds.

"Well.. um.. what can I get you? Dark coffee?" Harry remembered what Louis had ordered before.

"I'm flattered you remembered." Louis smiles and his face lights up.

Harry might burst out of his body at any moment from just this man's simple words. He nods his head and proceeds to the coffee machine, setting everything up and waiting a few seconds before it's done. When he looks back, Louis is back on his phone. Harry pouts a little, but goes back to serve the coffee.

"Harry!"

Harry jumps at the way his name was yelled out, he also blushes since the person that said it was Louis. Of course, as he jumps, he spills the coffee a bit on his shirt and he squeals in pain from the burning.

"Oh my god I am so sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Louis runs over to him and grabs a rag that he see on the counter. He goes towards the burning Harry and places the wet rag on the burning area.

As Louis pats the dirty area, Harry looks at him in surprise. The concern look on Louis face, the way he rushed towards him, he doesn't even know him and already he feels like he can trust him.

"It's fine, I can change later anyways but thank-you." Harry says.

Louis backs away and looks into Harry's big green eyes.

"Are you sure you're okay? I feel horrible."

"Yes." Harry smiles sheepishly.

The smile on Harry face makes Louis calm down.

"So, you're Adrian's father? It's almost time for them to leave school, care to join me?" Louis suggest.

"Y-yea, let me just change."

Harry bolts into the back and heads for his bag. He grabs it and takes off his apron, followed by his shirt. In his mind, he's squealing like a teenage girl who just got asked to go out with her crush. In his mind he tried telling himself to calm down, but he was too happy.