The Host Guy

30th Chapter

"Hey, Mrs.Mary, sorry for the delay." A girl said, entering in the bakery.

She had light blonde hair, but just by looking at her you'd say it's painted. Her eyes framed with long eyelashes were a dark green. Dimples were pressed in her cheekbones when she smiled at Mrs.Mary. The girl stood at maybe 5'8, and she was thin, dressed all in black, she could be a model. She was so beautiful but she looked too much like Harry and that was frightening me.

"Oh, not a problem, Amy. Just don't be late again." Mrs.Mary winked her eye at the girl that now I could tell it's Amy.

"Who's this guy? New here, ha?" Amy asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Nah, I used to work here when I was younger but I just came here to visit this beautiful lady!" Harry put his arm around Mrs.Mary, smirking at her. "And I was just giving some help by sweeping the floor."

"Well, okay then. I'm Amy like you already heard Mrs.Mary saying." She laughed.

"I'm Emily, by the way." I said, coughing a bit because she seemed not to know that I was here too.

"I'm Harry, Harry Styles," He said, approaching me and giving me a little kiss on my forehead.

"Harry Styles?"

"Yeah, why?" Harry questioned, with a confused look etched right in his face.

"Can I talk with you?" She asked, I wonder what she wants to talk with him because they only knew each other for about two seconds. "Mhm, alone by the way."

"Yeah...Why not." He answered. "I'll be right back, Em."

I made my way to one of the tables, and started looking at both of them. Wondering what were they talking about, I could see lots of expressions on Harry's face, different ones in each minute. As far as I could tell, he looked scared, shocked and surprised just by the way his hands flied to cover his mouth, how he stared sightlessly at her with his jaw dropped and his eyebrows knitted together in thought.

I found myself getting distracted with my own train of thoughts. Who was she? What did she tell him? How does she know Harry? Does Harry actually know her? Too many questions walking in my brain, questions that I'm not capable of answering. Questions that probably won't get responded.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself and then I started looking at another thing to distract myself and that's when saw the same guy that followed me the other night. The same guy, same car, same smoky eyes. Colton sent him again to spy on me.

Without thinking about anything else, I ran away of the bakery and got into Harry's car, so I could have a better vision of the man but still trying to pretend that I didn't know he was here. Right in the minute I opened the door to sit myself, my phone rang.

"Hello?" Colton's voice echoed on the other side, making me shiver just by hearing him.

"Hi."

"Where are you, baby?"

"Oh, hun. You know where I am stop playing your little games."

"Mhm, I see you aren't afraid of talking that way to me. What are you doing in Holmes Chappel?"

"Don't tell me you don't know that either. I'm at a bakery." I rolled my eyes, doesn't he know that I can see the guy spying on me?

"Right. Are you sure you're in a bakery sweetheart?"

"Oh Colton." I laughed at him, I would like to punch him right now because I never have privacy and that's due to what? His obsession over me that isn't understandable.

"Aren't you on a car parked in front of the bakery?"

"Yeah, yeah I am, ugh. You're not scaring me, okay?. Why can't you just forget about me? I'm so done of you."

My heart started beating faster when I saw Harry heading to the car. I had to end this call.

"Well, baby, don't forget about tomorrow."

"I won't, mhm, bye. I gotta go."

"I decide when I end the call, love."

I was starting to sweat when Harry opened the car's door. Oh shit.

"Well, mom, yeah we're fine." I fake laughed. "Gotta go, love you."

"Mom? What the fuck, Em? But I lov---." I ended the call not hearing fully anything what Colton had said.

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