Fireproof >> l.s au

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Louis never really pictured himself as the friend that didn't want his best and only friend to work with him, but see, Louis would like to keep his job. Louis' best friend, Harry, is one of the sweetest boys around but he cannot keep a job to save his life because he is a chatterbox, and he flirts with every girl even though he's gay.

He might even be more gay than Louis, which really no one ever thought was possible. 

But back to the point. Louis is forced to train Harry, and if Harry doesn't listen properly then of course Louis would get blamed. Louis' not that great of a people person either, even though he's known Harry for most of his 22 years on this horrible planet. No, Louis is not depressed, but he is stressed and he also considers himself to be well dressed. He can never leave the house looking like garbage. If his hair decides to be the devil then he wears a beanie. Sometimes you can even catch him in one of Harry's flannels since they're flat mates. 

Anyways, today Harry enters the bakery with the ring of a bell and Louis' head darts towards him.

"Louis!" Harry grins and runs over to him, enveloping him in a hug while Louis just mumbles a "Hello.'

See, like I said, he's not even a people person towards his best friend. 

"So what skills are we gonna tackle today?" Harry asks as he puts an apron on, pulling his beanie down. 

It's acually Louis'. That bastard borrowed it without permission. 

"Well, first I have to show you how to work all the cashiers, then tomorrow I'll show you all the recipes. You'll also have to run the shop by yourself for an hour to make sure you can do everything." Louis explains quickly while Harry nods a little bit, eager to get to work.

Throughout the day, Louis shows him exactly how to do everything, step by step. Harry picks up most of it but sometimes asks stupid questions like, "Where can I find the extra roll of quarters?" or "Does anyone else work here?"

'Yes you dumbshit, other people work here, and the fucking rolls of quarters are right beside your abnormally large hands.' Louis wants to say but he stops himself, since he could potentially lose the biggest part of his life. 

Even as much as he hates Harry sometimes, he could never lose him. If he did, he would be broken, and a piece of his heart would be missing. A very crutial part that makes Louis complete, that pumps oxygen throughout his body, that gives him a reason to live. 

Harry snaps him out of his thoughts by pinching his soft cheek, "Lewissssss, I'm hungry, can we go have our lunch break?" He asks, gazing at him. 

Louis gives him a small nod, "yeah...uh--" he pauses, lookig around at the messy countertops, "I'm just gonna quickly clean up, you go enjoy your lunch." He sends a smile in his direction then begins wiping down the ccountertops.

Today, the bakery was closed down in order to ensure Harry was properly trained. If it was open and they were trying to train such an incapable person like Harry, don't you think it would've ended in disaster? Yeah. Me too. 

After Louis has finished cleaning up the cramped kitchen, he grabs a muffin and walks to the break room, letting out a sigh as he plops his tired bum into a chair.

He went to bed at 4 in the morning due to Harry's excessive sleep talking. Last night, a certain boy by the name of Ed, Harry's celebrity crush, decided to sneak into his dream and Harry started to moan out loud. He swore excessively as he came, and he even managed to cum in real life. Impressive Harry, does Ed really have that great of lips? 

Louis then had to wake up at 8, and get retold the whole dream from start to finish. Louis had never been one to enjoy sec, let alone think about it, although he's not a virgin. That was taken a long time ago by a person he can't even seem to recall. 

Maybe that's why he always keeps his guard up, even Harry can't seem to get in. 

Harry  chomps at his sandwich while Louis picks at his muffin.

"So........................................." Harry starts but Louis closes him off, giving a small nod of his head every once in a while.

He just wants to go home and curl up with his fluffy blanket, but he's still got 6 more boring hours to go.

Harry can't wait to get started.

He was always so enthusiastic.

Why can't Louis be like Harry?

A N: Hello! I think I might actually be able to continue with this story. Anyways, this is dedicated to bestsonqever because it's her birthday today and her presents are the updates of my fanfics. Love you :-* We've all seen that picture on the side but that is what Harry is wearing. Bye for now!