The Baker and The Billionaire

Chapter 14

Cara stood silently in the corner of the room witnessing the two unrequited lovers banter back and forth at the silly mistake she made. She kinda liked looking at the two fighting. At least they were talking again. Honestly it looks quite adorable. 

"Well why the fuck do you care, you bloody tosser! Its my business who I fell onto!" Harry fought back. 

"Well I don't care. You can fall onto anyone you like! Hell, you can fall your wee-wee onto a hole on the ground and get it stuck for all I care!" Niall spat. 

Harry was taken aback by what Niall had said. The curly lad then showcased the most cheekiest smile he could muster. "Wee-wee? You're a bloody grown man and you still use the word wee-wee?" 

Niall blushed thousands shades of red. Damn it, all those hours with Theo had made him say automatically the word wee-wee. Niall straightened his suit and took a deep breath. 

"Well. All I wanted to tell you was, to have dinner with me but I guess you didn't want my bloody company, you wierdo!" said Niall softly, stressing on the last insult. 

Harry could not help but let out a chuckle at the lad's poor attempt at insulting. "Worst Irish ever" he mouthed at the blonde in front of him. The man could not help but coo when Niall furrowed his eyebrows and pressed his lips together like an adorable kid. 

"Hmph!" 

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Truth be told, Harry was surprised that Niall had his secretary send the keys to Harry's hotel room at his office. After their light banter just now, Harry wasn't even sure if the blonde even wanted to continue hiring him for this job. Harry grabbed the key and hurriedly made his way out of the building. He was still tired from the trip. 

He could only imagine how exhausted Niall and Zayn must be if they lived like this daily. 

The company car finally reached the hotel Harry was going to stay. He asked Cara where Niall stayed back in the office and she replied he was staying at the same hotel. Niall made sure all his guests and foreign employees stay in the hotel if they were in Madrid. 

He entered his room and threw himself on the kind sized bed. Dinner was still hours away, time for a short nap.

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He was supposed to meet the Irishman at the restaurant at the lobby of the hotel. He wasn't sure what type of restaurant he was going to, so Harry dressed in a simple white shirt with the top three buttons left open and simple tight black jeans. 

Harry waited at the lobby for the blonde. This was their first time meeting and almost being alone after so bloody long. He noticed a mop of blonde hair coming towards him giggling like a child, tagging along beside him was the thick head of the Spaniard he met today. 

Niall flashed him a sly smile. "Hello Syles. I hope you don't mind I invited Eduardo for dinner with us."