Paris In The Rain [h.s]

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AN: Hello everyone! I'm going to start putting my author's notes up here that way you guys know what's going on before the end of the chapter.

I really really like this chapter and I hope you guys do too. I love every single of you!!

~Alex

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The rest of the day passes by rather slowly. Only a handful of people came in and bought stuff, leaving Liam and me in a bored daze. We had finished all the cleaning, unloading, and watering of the plants this morning like always.

Once it got closer to closing time, I told Liam to leave early and I'd lock up. I hum to myself as I'm sweeping the floor, not expecting anybody to come in when it's only ten minutes until closing time. To my surprise, the door rings, and a pair of footsteps can be heard entering my shop. I couldn't exactly see who it was from my viewpoint, but I had a feeling it was Harry.

"Aurora?" His rich accent calls out for me, causing a smile to appear on my lips.

"Over here," I say, moving out from behind the stand of flowers. His green eyes meet mine and he instantly smiles, the butterflies coming alive in my stomach, "What are you doing here?" I ask, setting down the broom and walking over to him.

"I'm doing a little project and need some flowers," Harry says, "Luckily I know someone who owns a flower shop."

"What type of flowers do you need?"

"White roses," he replies, letting his eyes wander around the room.

I nod my head, wondering what type of project he was doing, "Lucky for you, we have dozens of white roses. How many do you need?"

"All of them."

All of them? Why would he need all of them? I don't ask any questions as I lead him over to the roses, widening my eyes once I realize exactly how many there are. "Are you sure you need all of these?"

He nods his head, looking at me with a look in his eyes I couldn't even begin to describe. I raise my eyebrows at him as I watch him pick up as many bouquets as he could hold, leaving yet another two armfuls left. "Mind grabbing those for me?" Harry asks. I grab them and follow Harry, placing them in the trunk and backseat of his car, "How much will that be?"

"Don't worry about it," I shrug my shoulders while waving my hand in the air.

"No seriously. Let me pay for them," he furrows his eyebrows, grabbing his wallet from his back pocket. He starts to grab some money as I place my hand over his, shaking my head. He sighs in frustration and stuffs his wallet back into his pocket, "Fine. You win this time."

"I need to go lock up."

"I'll wait for you. I need your help bringing them back to my apartment," he smiles, leaning against his car and crossing his arms. I send him a smile before going back inside.

The shelf where the roses had been now empty and I make a note for myself to order some more in the morning. I grab my things and the keys to lock the door before walking back outside, locking the door behind me.