Euphonious Memories {H.S}

37.

I bit my lip and looked over at Gemma to see if she saw Harry standing at the counter yet, but she was too busy getting all the cooking equipment set up to realize.

I mentally cursed and turned around.

"Uh...Hey." I said as casually as I could.

"Oh...Townes? I mean Skyler. I uh forgot you worked here." He said and was avoiding eye contact. "I haven't been here in months."

"Yeah I still work for Gemma." I said awkwardly. "Um I'll get your coffee and pie." I said and turned to walk over to the pastries that were still in the oven.

I opened the oven and saw that the pastries were done, so I grabbed the oven mitt.

I was really distracted because I could feel Harry's eyes on me. I grabbed the pan of pastries out of the oven and close it.

Everything was going okay, until I lost my balance and almost dropped the pan. I caught it with my had that didn't have the oven mitt on it.

"Ow!" I screamed and dropped the pastries on the floor, making a loud bang. My hand was burnt and it stung like hell. I couldn't take the pain.

My eyes were already blurry from the tears that were streaming down my cheeks.

"Skyler!" Harry yelled when he saw what had happened. He rushed behind the counter and helped me onto my feet. "Are you alright? Let me see." He said taking my hand in his.

"Oh my God Skyler did you burn yourself?" Gemma asked from behind me. "I'll get the ice."

"No don't get ice!" Harry said franticly. "Get some butter. It's supposed to help burns." He said and helped me walk over to a table to sit at.

I sat down and looked at my hand it was reddish purple from the burn and looking at it only made it worse.

"What happened?!" I heard Ethan say as he came out of the bathroom.

"She burnt her hand on the pan of pastries." Harry said,but his voice wasn't soft anymore it was stern and he was glaring at Ethan.

I rolled my eyes at him and jerked my hand out of his when I realized he was still holding it.

"Sorry." He said and started to avoid eye contact again.

Gemma came over to us with butter and a cloth in her hands.

"Here you go." She said and Harry took it from her.

He rubbed the butter on the cloth. Then he gently took my hand and patted it on the burn.

When he was done, he got the first aid kit and took out the gauze. He wrapped it around my burnt hand and then put the first aid up.

"Thank you." I muttered and stood up from my seat.

"Yeah no problem." He said looking at his greasy hands. "Can I wash the butter off my hands in the sink back there?" He asked pointing to the kitchen.

"Uh, sure." I said and walked back behind the counter to pick up the mess I made.

"Skyler, let me do that!" Ethan said when he saw me picking up the pastries from the floor.

"No it's alright I've got it." I said smiling.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." I said and continued picking them up.

Harry finished washing his hands and walked out from behind the counter.

"Um your pie is going to take a little longer now." I said kind of upset with myself.

"No problem. The more time I spend here means less time with Roxy." He said sighing. At that moment, I looked at his face and saw what Gemma was talking about.

His hair was going everywhere and he looked like he hadn't shaved in weeks.

And then I looked into his eyes.

His usual bright, excited, joyful eyes were now dull, depressed, and sad.

"Um Harry?..." I said not even knowing what I was going to ask him.

"Yeah?" He Answered with a small amount of hope in his expression.

"What kind of pie did you say you wanted?"I asked, even though I already knew. I was going to ask a question about the baby, but I panicked.

"Oh." He said and the hope dissolved from his face. "Lemon meringue." He said and cleared his throat.

I nodded and turned back around to see if the pastries were don't cooking yet.

The timer went out for and I opened the oven.

"Uh..." Ethan stood in front of me so I couldn't get to the oven mitt. "How about I do that this time?" He said smiling.

"Yeah okay, I'm good with that." I said laughing at myself.

Ethan put the oven mitt on and got the pastries out of the oven. He sat them on top of the stove.

I grabbed the lemon meringue pie and put it on a small plate and handed it to Harry, along with his cappuccino.

"Thank you very much." He said smiling. "It seems every time we are in this place at the same time you get injured."

"Yeah." I laughed, but it wasn't a real laugh.

He turned around and was about to leave, but I couldn't help myself.

"Harry?" I said and he turned around.

"Hm?"

"How are you?" I asked sincerely.

"To be honest, I'm miserable." He said and sat down on the barstool at the bar. "Roxy is the devil in disguise, but I have to stay on her good side or I will never get to know my son, and more importantly he will not know me."

"Well I'm not going to throw you a pity party, I hope you know that." I said.

"Yeah I know, and you shouldn't I got myself into this mess. I really do miss you though."

"I miss you too, but I still don't forgive you for what you did. You couldn't have just talked to me? You just had to go and get drunk."

"Yeah I'm really stupid when I get mad." I laughed softly.

It got quiet, and it was getting more awkward by the second, but Harry broke the silence.

"So they still haven't found the shooter yet?" He asked.

"No. They told us a few months back that they were getting close, but that is the last we heard."

"Well, I will be happy when they find him and lock him up. I don't like knowing that you're here unprotected like this everyday."

"Don't worry about me." I said "Go worry about your baby mama." With that, Harry smiled, with two dimples showing, and got up from his seat.

"See you around Townes."

A/N: Hey guys hope you're all enjoying these chapters!!!

Btw the picture above is Ethan :)