Just The Baker Boy

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  • Published: 15 Aug 2012
  • Updated: 19 Jul 2013
  • Status: Complete
Camille Amaya has always loved the baker boy that worked with her. She worked at Holmes Chapel Bakery side by side every Saturday, until he decided to furfill his dream on becoming the next big singer. A couple years later she has seen the baker boy she'd loved, turn into the hearthrob in a boy band called One Direction. When he comes back home from his world tour and calls her to hang out like they used to would he be the same boy she fell in love with years before?

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12. Campfire

After coming back upstairs I finally changed out of my sweats (thank God!), took a shower with hot water and changed into a white tank top with a navy blue long sleeve cardigan. On my legs I wore dark blue shorts. On my feet I decided to put on white flip flops. Eleanor walked in just in time as I was deciding on how to do my hair.

"I think you should leave it down. Your hair is so beautiful and long and with the curls on the bottom of it, how can you not want to have it down all the time?" Eleanor complimented to me while in the bathroom. She sits on the counter and sighs. "Look, I want to know what's going on with you and Harry. Earlier today and yesterday you two were inseperable, What happened?" Eleanor said looking to me. I look down to the sink and sigh as well. I look to Eleanor who looked great as always with her hair in a ponytail. Her light caramel eyes complimenting her dark wavy layers.

"Umm..I well today when I went to pick up Harry from the beach and he almost kissed me, but Louis scram which made it pretty awkward between Harry and I since" I say pushing a string of hair to the back of my ear. "I'm not mad at Louis for stopping the kiss, but I'm pretty stunned at Harry's actions after we came off the beach. Everytime we see eachother he looks away and pretends as if he never saw me there." I tear falls from my right and I sniffle. "I just don't want to think that's he's going to ignore me all summer. This is the first day of a summer I want to remember."

I look to Eleanor, my eyes filled with tears asking to say something that'll get me through the night. Eleanor gets down from the counter and goes to the toilet bringing back a piece a toilet paper. "Wipe your eyes" Eleanor says while wiping away tears falling. She hands me the rest of the toilet paper and sits on the counter again and sighs. "I told you to wipe your tears because I think you should tell everything you told to me to Harry. Maybe he's just embarresed and scared to show his feelings. Harry can be very sensitive. You would know that." Eleanor says giving a smile at the end of the sentence. Louis and Eleanor weren't just a great couple. They were great individual people. "Thanks Eleanor. You're incredible" I say reaching for a hug. She gets down from the counter and hugs me back saying in my ear "Anytime, love". When we let go she quickly fixes my eyes make-up which kind-of racooned from the tears.

We both head down stairs to the first floor while getting a text from Liam to meet everyone at the beach. The sky was already dark and the stars were out as we walked down the steep pathway to the beach. We see rest of our group sitting down on towels around a small campire I'm guessing made my the boys. I smile at the sound of waved crashing and Niall's guitar. It was all so serene. Eleanor waves at Louis and runs over to his towel where Louis saved her spot. I don't understand on how directioners can imagine Larry Stylinson when the relationship that Louis and Eleanor had was so beautiful.

I look around next to Niall and find Harry sitting alone on a red towel his face illuminating of the fire. I slowly walk my way saying hello to Danielle and Liam. I make it to his towel and sit down next to him without asking. Harry's hair was tucked in a gray beanie he wore and his upper body was warmed by a purple Jack Wills sweater. On his legs were navy blue jeans and on his feet brown converse. I sigh and look at the flames glowing from the fire. "Harry" I say softly. He turns to me and his green eyes have a magnificant color with the reflection on the orange fire. "Yes" he replies softly back. I lick my lips and look into his eyes "Are you trying to ignore me?"

Harry looks down trying to avoid my eyes. "Umm, to be honest. I feel embarassed" he turned to me with a face of sencerity. The moment was ruined when we heard a huge sound of thunder following with a tremendous amount of raining falling from the sky. It didn't even seem real on how fast and heavely the drops fell. The others began to run inside, some leaving thier towels and some not. I begin to run until I feel a hand wrap around me wrist. I look back to see Harry holding my wrist. He was soaking wet, but that seemed like that wasn't his biggest concern now.

The rain dropped harder and there was no use on going inside. I was as wet as I can be. Harry comes closer to me and says "I didn't want to hurt you, Camille. I just felt so embarrassed and awkward that I didn't kiss you this morning even though I was about to." I smile and nod "I forgive you. You don't need to be embarrassed for not doing that you should of." Harry places his wet hands on my waist while the sky lights up with lightning, but now it was just him and I.

"Can I make it up?" Harry asks with his cheeky smile. I blush and nod. He slowly comes toward to me until our foreheads and noses touch. I place my hands on his neck feeling the rain dripping on my hands. I look up and see his eyes closer than ever. Still sparkling green. He smiles and places his lips on mine. It feels like the moment stops and the only one in the universe  is Harry and I. The thunder roars, but we only keep our lips moving in rhythym even though the rain drips on us.

This moment was perfect.

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