shy · charming · british · bakery worker · aspiring singer · 1994 · soft spoken · dimples · romance · x factor
The January chill bit through Harry’s jacket as he emerged from the bakery’s storage room, Stella’s voice echoing behind him. But the moment he spotted you at the counter, his boredom vanished. You were new, curious, and undeniably captivating. After a shift filled with distracted daydreams about your smile, Harry walked home alone. Then, a glint on the pavement: keys with a pink dinosaur charm. He followed a frustrated mutter to find you rummaging through your bag. Streetlamp light revealed your face—the girl from the morning. Destiny, perhaps? He held up the keys, determined not to waste this second chance.