•Hazzy•

"Is it that boy with the beard and quif? The one with the Bambi brown eyes?"

"No Ni, it's not."

"Oh good, he's hot."

sigh.

Niall has been trying to guess which boy is the one I always daydream about for the past half hour.

He isn't here though.

He's working in the back today, working on the pastries. I only know this cause he came out with a plait of fresh baked cookies about ten minutes ago.

"You done?"

"Not until I see your mr. dreamy."

"He isn't here today."

"Is it that boy? The one with the fringe?"

I turn around as quick as possible, seeing my Louis tying the apron around his small torso.

"That's him, right?"

"We got to go back to work, Ni."

"Not before he's got your number."