[ 05 ] Stuck In The Closet

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Date Published: Saturday, September 10th, 2016

Word Count: 2051

Song: Mean by Taylor Swift

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Saturday, July 16th, 2016

6:00pm

Harry hung up his apron on the little hook in the back on the bakery, as his shift had just ended. He turned around, and stood, leaning against the wall, as he watched people in the bakery. Many were sipping away at their drinks or eating their pastries, some sitting at tables with friends, and some were alone, typing away on a laptop.

Harry loved how the bakery felt so homey to him, and to many others as well. With the light green walls with white swirls, the white comfy chairs, and the white wooden tables, the bakery was very modern. But since the lad had been working at the bakery for god knows how long, he grew to love the place.

Checking his watch, Harry realized that he was five minutes late to meet up with his friend. He grabbed his jacket and slipped it on, before dodging tables to get to the door. He smiled at some of the regulars, who smiled in return.

"Bye Claire, see you tomorrow," Harry called out, as he waved to his friend and co-worker, before slipping out the door.

As he started to walk in the direction of the food court, he saw Claire waving to him through the window, making him smile. He turned his head slightly to the right, and saw the CD store, the one that was across from the bakery he worked at.

The small and delicate boy with light feathery hair was pacing back and forth like a madman, little lines of worry on his forehead. Harry wondered what was troubling him so much, and was tempted to go ask him, but, of course, he was too shy to do so.

Harry turned back to face where he was walking, and in a few short minutes, he reached the food court to meet up with Niall, his always hungry, blonde, Irish friend. Well, best friend. Being best friends with Niall, meant that Harry knew a lot about him, and that being said, he knew that Niall was about to explode with anger.

Harry saw Niall standing by the pole they always meet up at, near the edge of the food court and near the pizza place.

"Harry, what the fuck, I was waiting ten whole minutes, I'm fucking starving," Niall said, his face turning slightly red, as he crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently.

"Well hello to you too," Harry teased.

"Harry, I'm a growing boy, I need to eat," Niall whined. He stomped his foot by a child, trying to hide the smile that was forming on his lips, but failing.

"Than go get some food."

"You're buying for me, after making me wait for so long."

"Yeah, yeah, when do I not pay for you?"

Niall's smile grew three times wider, and wrapped his arms around Harry's body, giving him what they both called a Horan Hug. Harry laughed, hugging him back, before shoving him away. The two boys then walked up to the pizza place and began to order.

"Hello, can I have two pepperoni slices and a coke?"

"And can I have a large pizza, half pepperoni, half hawaiian, and a large box of wings, and a sprite?"

The man at the cashier raised an eyebrow at the grinning blonde boy, but ringed up the order nonetheless. Harry paid the cash, and grabbed his food, leaving Niall to carry his own. The two boys walked around the food court for two minute until the found an empty table at the other side. They sat down beside each other and Niall instantly began stuffing his face with his pizza.

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