𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 - 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬

𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

another week had been and gone. allie and harry had been texting each other constantly.

"you seem to have a spring in your step today, dear." marjorie spoke from her position in her armchair. the elderly woman was in a cheery mood today and it had become quite contagious.

"any reason for it?" allie knew that almost all elderly women loved a bit of gossip which is why it didn't come as a surprise to the blonde girl that marjorie was asking.

when the question was asked, the only thing that allie could think about was harry. the thought of him always brought a smile to her face. she liked how his deep, chocolate brown eyes twinkled when the lights caught them. she liked how his freckles were scattered across his cheeks and how he was always smiling.

"there's a boy, isn't there?" marjorie broke allie out of her trance. the older woman noticed how the blonde had slowed her scrubbing and a smile appeared on her face. allie bit her lip in an attempt to surpress her smile but it didn't work. she was too smiley for her own good.

"maybe." the short girl shrugged her shoulders and continued to clean the glass doors that lead out into the enormous garden.

allie was completely drained this week. she had worked a shift after every lecture or tutorial that she had had this week and she had worked them all at primark. on top of that, she was still slowly chipping away at her dissertation. the girl loved rivers and rocks but she was beginning to get bored of the sight of the document that she was writing.

"what's his name?" the girl usually didn't like when people tried to dig into her personal life but with marjorie, she didn't mind. allie would even go as far to say that they were friends. they always gave each other advice and the blonde girl enjoyed marjorie's company, even if she was old enough to be her grandmother.

"his name is harry," the short girl continued to explain to her client what the footballer was like. she left out the fact that he was famous and almost every girl who was interested in guys and had a set of eyes were after him. they would have to be stupid if they weren't because harry winks was a beautiful specimen of a human.

"i'm not sure if he likes me back though." allie admitted. she was a shy girl and had never been sure of herself. allie had always seeked for the approval of others in almost everything that she did. it was a bit sad but it was the way that she was. a perfectionist and the opinions of the people around her mattered.

"someone has been leaving me a bouquet of flowers, tulips in fact, every friday." the thought of potentially having a new delivery to go home to brought yet another smile to the face of the blonde girl. she had always been a very cheerful and happy person when she was around the people that she was comfortable with but harry made her far happier.

"isn't that sweet. you have yourself an admirer, dear." marjorie could only hope and pray that it was the boy that allie was crushing so hard on.

***
harry winks stepped foot inside the same flower shop that he had been in for the past two weeks. the footballer could quite easily put in a repeat order but he wanted to make sure that the flowers were perfect each and every week. it's what allie deserved. besides, he had to come in anyway to put his message inside the card that was left with the bouquet.

"hi, harry." the elderly man who harry had learnt from his more frequent visits was called peter. his flower shop was a family run business but peter was always working at the time that harry visited.

"pink tulips again today?" peter had become familiar with the footballer's order. peter thought that it was sweet that harry was leaving the girl he liked flowers. he remembered doing it when he was harry's age and now the same girl was his wife. peter could only hope that it was the same story for the young boy.

the footballer nodded his head and offered peter a polite smile. he was growing to like the visits to the flower shop.

harry took a piece of folded paper out of his pocket and slid it over the counter to peter so that he could type it in to the computer and print out the card.

"this is sweet, harry." the footballer smiled at the owner of the shop and waited until he was ready for payment.

harry wished everyone would stop describing the flowers as sweet. he thought that it would be a fast track way into getting allie to go on a date with him but it was proving to be rather slow instead.

"allie, thank you for always listening to me ramble, even if it's not that interesting." peter smiled at the note and continued to finish the footballer's order.

"good luck with the girl." harry smiled at the words of encouragement and gave the elderly man a small wave as he carried the flowers out to his car so that he could deliver them to the girl that he was convinced was the girl of his dreams.

a/n: sorry this is a day late! i had such an adrenaline rush yesterday because hibs were back and won their first game back (it put us top of the league but pesky celtic pushed us off today 🥺). after my rush, i just crashed and was too tired to publish this which is ironic because at 2:30am i was wide awake and published a kieran tierney story i wrote in 2017 when i was fourteen? sorry about that.

let's do a little and honest check in. how is everyone? don't say good if you're not, my dm's are always open!
- i'm doing so much better than what i was a few days ago thanks to the help of my friends, especially @harrywinksxx and i think the return of top flight scottish football helped too. some of you know i saw something on tumblr that caused me to be a bit shaken up. i might put it in my spam book later on because it's a very important issue.

enjoy and stay safe!

lots of love, e x