Darling // h.s

chapter ➪ 2

harry

i arrive to a bakery in which i have never been too before.

from outside i don't see magnolia at the register. i really hope she is here, or else my entire mission is a failure. i need this girl.

i open the door and hear chitchat coming from the kitchen. fuck, there is somebody else. i think about if i should just leave but before i do i see her emerge from the small kitchen.

she is looking down and wiping her hands on her apron. she begins tapping on the screen, yet to make eye contact with me. rude.

she states some words that i don't really pay attention to while i scan my eyes over the menu. this place has nothing good.

i look back to her once she finishes her sentence. she looks like she sees a ghost.

does she remember me?

there is no way.

she was asleep that night.

right?

she doesn't say anything. can she speak. is she need to be put in rice or something?

"um hello," is all i say.

she quickly apologizes and asks what i want. since there isn't anything good i just get a black coffee.

as she walks back to the kitchen i can see her wiping her hangs sungai at her apron over and over and over until she is out of my view.

i can hear chatter in the kitchen but i can't exactly make out what she's saying. but all i know is that there is definitely someone else here.

i could still kidnap her but i think that is too risky. then again though the lady sounds to be in her late 50s. she probably can't run any faster then me but there is a phone by the register so if she calls 999 they would find me fast.

i can't risk anything.

why is louis so dumb. he told me she was alone.

"oooohhh is that the boy," i hear loudly.

i whip my head to look at them and the lady quickly looks away. i was right about her age though.

a couple minutes later magnolia walks out of the kitchen with my hot coffee in her hands. damn, i should've got it iced.

i get up out of the chair and approach her as she approaches me. i grab the coffee out of her hand.

"thank you darling," i say really putting an accent on the darling. it seems to work wonders on girls.

"have a nice day," is all she says. i could tell she was trying not to stutter.

i walk out of the store pissed off because i can't take her yet. oh boy, this is gonna be fun.
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"louis i swear to god, i'm gonna beat your ass!"

"oi oi! what did i do? do you have the girl?"

"no, becuase your dumb ass was wrong about the schedule!"

"what do you mean?! i checked the schedule and it said she was the only one working today."

"well you were wrong you dip. how are we supposed to take her now?"

"find out everything you can about her schedule for the next month. and i swear to god if you mess this up it's not gonna end pretty."

"dude you don't scare me."