Chef!Harry x Reader
Summary: You think Chef Harry hates you, but then you all go out and he gets drunk and maybe he doesn't.2.1K words, not fully edited.
Warnings:Swearing.
A/N: HII!!!!! I think this will be last writing for a while as I am currently doing a rlly important project, but anyway how did everyone like the album?!?!?! I love Carla's song like thats my baby.Anyway enjoy this little thing I have written and as I always say it is rlly bad but I try my best!!! ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
Y/N didn’t hate her job.But she didn’t like it either.
When she first applied to be one of the chefs,for what could possibly be one of the busiest London restaurants, she didn’t think it would cause her so much anger.Anger surrounding the one and only Harry Styles.
Harry Styles, the main chef of each night, the one who enjoyed yelling and never seems to get a sore throat because of it, the only who customers say ‘thank you to the chef’ ,the one who seemed to make her life miserable.
When Y/N started she didn’t actually hate Harry, she just hated the way he would linger near and watch her intensely as if he thought she couldn’t even hold a knife properly.She knew it was needed for him to that, but when he seemed to take one look at her dish and grumble out ‘make another one’,she wanted the world to swallow her whole and fire herself out of this job.But the sad truth.It paid.
It paid good enough for her to stay in London and not move back down to Brighton so she stayed.
Her usual routine consisted in waking up,down two shots of espresso, get ready for work and arrive at the restaurant precisely at 6 am each day (she always came so early because the busy tube ride in the morning would push off over the edge),at the restaurant she would change in her uniform and slowly starting to prep her vegetables of the day while music would softly play over the kitchen speakers.By 8 am everyone would fill in slowly(Harry would arrive at seven am,the precise dickhead), and her friends,Nick and Jane would entertainer her through the day and by 11pm everyone would say goodbye and head home.
Today started off like usual.Y/N pushes the door towards the changing room slowly,and started to put her uniform while looking over her shoulder towards the clock on the wall pointing to 6:12— she arrived a bit late today (she slept in because last night she spent half the night watching National Geographic talk about otters).
The sound of the changing room door,softly opening, snapped Y/N out of her thoughts and made her look towards the sound.
There stood Harry, messy hair pointing everywhere, moving towards his locker and going through his bag to put on his uniform. Giving Y/N an intense glare he asked ”Jesus, at what time do you get in?” slowly butting up his shirt.
Y/N packing away her clothes in her bag, almost dropping that she just can’t handle the tube rush even after living here for 6 months and knowing damn well Harry would tease her endlessly she settled on “I just enjoy being here early, why are you here so early?” Genuinely asking because Harry was strict about walking through the door at 7am.
“Just enjoying being here early” He mimicked her sentence before giving a sarcastic smile and leaving for the kitchen.
The day went on, and by 6pm the restaurant was filled, waitresses came in out with different requests, everyone in the kitchen was either yelling (mostly Harry),or quietly humming as they prepared food.Y/N felt her lack of sleep catch up to her by this point.
Hands moving slower when cutting vegetables and her body slowly leaning towards the countertop.She didn’t think much of it until she started to drain some broccoli and the hot boiling water, instead of landing in the sink it landed on her gloveless hand.
‘Fuck!”She exclaimed, before looking around and seeing Harry making his way towards her,”what happened?” His voice was not concerning but much more like this was an inconvenience in the kitchen.
“Just burned myself when draining the broccoli,…but it’s fine I’m just going to run my hands-“ Her sentence was cut short by Harry grabbing her wrist and leading her out of the kitchen,yelling ‘be back in five’ while making their way to the bathroom.
”You run your hand through the cold water in that sink” He pointed to the corner of the room “I’ll grab a cream you can put on” Before walking out.
Running her hand thought the cold water Y/N thought this was the weirdest day out of the year so far, this wasn’t the first time she has done this (she has about three accidents a month because she daydreams too much),but this is the first time Harry acted like this, before he would just give her stare, tell her to fix it and stop ‘wasting’ kitchen time, but maybe he changed, maybe he had a change of heart and can finally process emotions like a human being.
“Okay that’s enough now” Harry said, startling Y/N as she turned the water off and seeing him sit down onto the makeshift couch, patting the spot next to him signalling her to sit down.
“You always do this” he said as Y/N sat down next to him and softly grabbing her injured hand, starting to slowly massage the cream in for her,”you daydream to much and injure yourself then waste my time and others”he said almost in a mumble as he continued to apply the cream.
“You don’t have to do this” Y/N softly said “I can do it myself you know.”
Harry shook his head slowly and grabbed the bandage to wrap around her hand,before muttering something along the lines of ‘daydreaming’ and not ‘paying attention’,his hands moved quickly, making her think of how many other times he has done this for others.
“I want you to switch with Nick for the rest of the day,… no argument” He said as Y/N nodded and didn’t even think of talking back, purely just shocked at the fact he had bandaged her hand and didn’t kill her for it.
The weirdest thing is that it didn’t stop that day.
After Nick and Y/N successfully switched, which led to Y/N arranging the dishes and making them in Nick’s words ‘prettiest creations’,they had talked about going out tonight for Nick’s birthday.
Usually Y/N would decline the offer given that she hasn’t slept and the whole Harry thing was freaking her out she just wanted to go home and lay in bed, however Nick’s birthday was this Saturday and he would go on a weekend trip in Scotland which meant that this was the only early birthday celebration they could do.
“Who else is coming?” Y/N asked as she slowly started to put mint onto the beautifully made cakes (by Harry).
“You know the usual,Jane, Niall, do you remember him— yeah he’s coming and” Nick paused “and Harry.”
“Harry’s coming?”Her head snapped forward looking at Nick, complete disbelief written all over her face.
Nick sighed before making his way towards her “I know it’s so soon but he basically invited himself earlier— said something like ‘I never went to your past birthdays’ blah ,blah ,blah, and you know he is a nice guy despise you know— you and him hating each other”
For the rest of the shift Y/N just thought and over analysed everything that could happen.
Harry completely ruined her night and everyone else’s.She could just cancel now and tell everyone that she’s ‘really sorry’ and it would ‘never happen again’,but she used that excuse last week.
Maybe it will be nice,Y/N thought, maybe Harry isn’t an asshole with a stick up his butt all the time.
She didn’t want to think about it anymore and told herself she will have a good night anyway.
The bar they entered was shining with bright lights that led Y/N to have a constant headache.
Everyone made their way towards one of the tables booked,Nick linking arms with Y/N and Harry being indulged into a conversation with Niall about one of the restaurants they just passed.
Soon enough everyone was settled down with Y/N being squished between Jane and Nick while Harry sat opposite her.Once comfortable they ordered their drinks.
Harry mumbled a quick ‘whiskey’,while Y/N just settled on “Just a coke please thank you!”
As soon as she said that she felt Harry’s eyes burn onto her face and quickly looked his way to see a hard glare before he asked.
Y/N shook her he’d slowly saying “I have a headache” and giving an award smile while she heard him hum slowly before going back into the group conversation surrounding Nick’s upcoming trip.
Shortly after the clock slowly turned from 12 to now being 2.Jane left after 1,which left Y/N with a very drunk Niall,and Nick who entrained every rant Niall was giving him, as well as Harry which taking one look at him, you could tell her was drunk out of his mind.
One, by laughing and actually showing emotion but two his flushed cheeks that shined through the dim lights.
After a few minutes Y/N sat up and went to the toilet to do her business.She wasn’t drunk.She didn’t drink one bit,neither did Nick but they had fun anyway, however the headache settled deep into her and all she wanted to do now is go home.
Washing her hands off she headed for the toilet before being startled by Nick who waved her down.
“Y/N” he said while he put two hands on her shoulders “Im going to take Niall home”
“Okay?” She didn't really understand why he would tell her this.
Y/N started to freak out.
“You need to take Harry home”
Nick pleaded “Please Y/N I have to take Niall and-“ he sighs "I'm scared of Harry okay? So just please as an amazing birthday gift to me please take him home” He pointed to the table who now sat Niall and Harry who looked in the middle of a laughing fit “he’s in a good mood”
Y/N swore to never go out again.
The two of them made their way to the table,Nick throwing Niall’s arm over his shoulder and giving Y/N a quick bye.
Y/N sat awkwardly before turning to look at Harry who despised being so drunk at least he put on his coat.It didn’t matter if it was inside out.
“Come on Harry” she said while slowly pulling Harry towards her and putting his arm over her shoulder for stability.
He turned toward her,his face being only a few inches away from hers “Hi Y/N”he said grinning like a golden retriever.
Their steps together were slow but they managed to make it out of the club.
Then came the hard part, where the fuck does Harry live?
“Can you remember your address?”
After a few seconds Y/N was going to ask again when she felt his head rest on her hair and mumbling ‘here’.
Now Y/N didn’t think her night would lead to this.To a half asleep Harry who cannot walk straight,(at least they were a few minutes from home now),but also to Harry being in such a carefree mood.
Like when she tripped a little bit because she had to balance his weight on him and he simply giggled out an ‘whoops’ and bopped her nose.Can confirm it freaked her out.
By 3 they made it home,Y/N struggling to put the key into the hole for a few minutes but now they were safe inside.
“Your home is so nice” Harry slurred out while making his way to her couch.
Y/N hummed while filling up a glass of water and getting the paracetamol from her cupboard.
“My house is boring” he paused, “and lonely—can I live with you Y/N?”
She let out a dry chuckle and went to her bedroom to set the water and the paracetamol down before going to grab Harry,(who by now has taken off his coat and shoes and made himself very comfortable).
“Let’s get you to bed” Y/N said, while Harry was staring at her like she was holding out the moon to him.
“You are an angel Y/N” He said while he snuggled in the crook of her neck while making their way to her bed.
Harry quickly settled in while Y/N crouched down to the side of the bed holding out the paracetamol to him to drink, “Drink up”.
After drinking the water and taking the pill Harry turned to face Y/N fully on the bed.
“I'm sorry for being mean to you” he said softly, almost too embarrassed to say it.
“I am”He said firmly before continuing “and I know I am, and I do it because—you are you”
“You made me feel weird when you joined” He said while his eyes were fighting to stay open,” weird as in wanting to have your attention all the time”.
Y/N sighed knowing this was all drunk talk anyway.
“And when you hurt yourself today,I just wanted you to sit by me so I can make sure you don’t hurt yourself again” He let out a puff of air—”Nick says it might be ‘cause I like you”
Y/N knew tomorrow was going to be a long day, but she also knew that she was going to have a go at Nick.
And then maybe kiss her boss or something.
