The Truth Within » h. s. [SQ to Delusional] (On Hold)

Chapter 5: A Cup Of Coffee & Cupcakes

As Harry made his way to the back I realized that he was real, Barbara saw him. How is this even possible? How? How?

"Rosetta, you alright?" I heard Harry's voice and got snapped right out of my thoughts.

I looked at him and he was looking right back at him. I nodded, "Yeah, I'm a fine."

Harry didn't seem convinced and nodded slightly and just looked forward. I then smelt bread and it smelt fantastic, "Wow, it smells so good."

Harry laughed, "Yes, yes it does."

I giggled and he stopped and let go of my hand as I took a look around. It was small, but a perfect size for a bakery sized like this. It had a stainless steel table in the center of it. Underneath the table on the shelf of it there was like food coloring and things for baking and bread flour, flour, and sugar on right side under another table that had bowls and such on it. On the left side there was a sink another wooden table and a coffee maker and the cleaning chemicals underneath that. Beside the coffee maker was a few electronic mixers that were a bright red color. When you looked to your right there was a few ovens right beside you and on the end wall there was a cooler and the pan for cupcakes, muffins, and cakes. Also a small green toolbox to hold knives and all the tools you need. I smiled widely. It was all perfectly structured. Whoever designed this did perfect with it.

I turned to Harry and asked, "Who designed this kitchen?"

Harry smiled, "I did. Barbara decided to see what i could think of and well this is how it turned out? You like it?"

I smoothed my hands across the table in the middle, "I don't like it. I love it!"

Harry laughs, "That's good. Nobody ever gets to see back here unless you work here. Or I like you."

I blushed at what he said about liking someone. Then I remembered that I work here now, "Do think Barbara will mind if I use my own recipes for cupcakes and bread?"

"I don't know maybe. Maybe if she likes them she'll let you use them and you can have like your own little section in the display cases to put the cupcakes and cookies. Then maybe have a place for your bread as well. We'll have to ask, but I'm sure she won't mind it. She's laidback. You get minium wage here which is 7.95$ is in Ohio which is 4.69£ here which is pretty good here in Cheshire."

I nodded, "That is pretty good for such a great town. I'm actually from Ohio so that's a perfect example. Thanks, Haz."

"Anytime," he laughs a little bit, "So would you like some coffee and a cupcake?"

I nodded, "Sure, Sounds nice, Harry."

He nodded and when over to the proofer. He grabbed two different flavors and walked over to me, "Which one Red Velvet or Candy Floss?" I rose an eyebrow at candy floss, "It's basically cotton candy."

I smiled, "Alright that sounds good. Candy Floss then."

He smiled and handed it to me. After he handed me the cupcake I watched him go over to the coffee maker and began to make our coffee. I just watched his movements smiling. I watched his curls move with every movement he made. I took off the wrapper on the cupcake and took a bite

"Mmmm! This is delicious!" I exclaimed.

Harry smiled, "I know tell me about it. It's our most common one here in the UK. The most popular in this bakery too. Everyone loves it. We always make extras of that because we usually get sold out." he laughs his charming laugh and walks over to me setting the cup of coffee down, "I don't know how you like your coffee so yeah."

I smiled, "No problem," I went right to making a pumpkin spice cappuccino. I could feel eyes on me and I knew it was Harry. I smirked a little and finished what I was doing, before I turned back to Harry I stopped smirking. I set my cup on the counter and smiled at him, "This place is so comforting. I can see why you love it here. Nice people, everybody knows everybody. Wish it was like that in Ohio," I laughed a little bit

Harry laughs, "I wouldn't know because I haven't been there."

I just laughed because he just said what I said earlier, "Wow, Harry. That was pretty bad."

"What was?" he asked tilting his head

"You saying exactly what I said earlier..." He furrowed his eyebrows obviously still sonfused. I facepalmed, "About your place."

"OH!" Harry exclaims finally realizing and then he laughed, "Sorry, I forget things when I'm with such a beautiful girl," he flirted winking taking a sip of his coffee. I blushed a little and rubbed the back of my neck. He laughed quietly, "You blush easily, don't you?"

I nodded, "Sadly yes. Sorry if it bothers you," I shrugged a little sadly

"Bothers me?" Harry chuckles. I nodded, "Well, babe it doesn't bother me. I find it rather cute." he takes a sip of his drink again, smirking a little.

I blushed when he called me babe. Brings back so many memories. I started to trail off...

"Harry! I fracking hate you! I can't believe you made me ride this!" I exclaimed hiding my face in his chest.

He wrapped his arms around me chuckling as we stopped at the top of the ferris wheel. It was fair week and it was just about to close that night. Harry convinced me to ride the damn thing and I was terrified of heights.

"Babe-" he started. I looked away from his chest and all around. I saw the bright neon lights from all the rides, games, and stands. It was beautiful.

I gasped, "Wow!"

"I know right?" I looked at Harry and he was looking out over the fair. I studied his features again and after about a minute he turned to me. He took my hands in his, staring into my eyes, "I've had so much fun tonight, Rose. I can't wait until we do this again."

I smiled nodding, "I had fun too," I mumbled stuck in his gaze. He leaned in and kissed me softly. That moment then was when I knew I was in love with him...

"Babe?" Harry's hand was waving in front of my face.

"Wha- What?" I asked looking at him

"You alright?" he asked and put his hands on my cheeks and that's when I realized I was crying.

I nodded licking my lips, "Just memories..." I trailed off looking down at my hands, but Harry's large hands never left my cheeks.

I felt Harry lift my face so I was looking at him, "What kind of memories?" he sighed asking me genuinely.

I shook my head backing away from his touch and looking at the ground, "Rose..." he took a step closer to me not far from me. I looked up and he had his hands in his pockets. He leaned closer looking straight into my eyes. He had watery eyes. I bit my lip and looked away from him. He tried to take my hand again. I moved my hand from his hands and took a breath and left the bakery leaving my coffee and cupcake behind....