A/N Hello again! Trying to write a LeTowler Fanfiction... R & R.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MR. SELFRIDGE CHARACTERS OR STORY.
Chapter One:
Henri looked up at the looming white building in front of him. He remembered standing in this very spot 6 years ago. He had a delicately written letter in his hand. Two delicately written letters to be exact. He took one last look up at the building, shading his eyes that fell towards the gold on black plate. 'Selfridge and Co.' It read and he felt the all too familiar sensations build up inside of him. One note to Harry and the other to... UGH. He couldn't even bear to mention her name. He took a deep breath shook his head and strode into the building.
Pulling his coat collar up further and his hat concealing his face, he looked down and made his way toward the offices. He didn't need to look up to know where to go, how would he? He had already visited this place in dreams and had worked there long enough to remember it. He saw something in the corner of his eye. A woman was entering Selfridge's. A salmon pink scarf draped around her neck and over her shoulders, black heeled shoes and hair not tied up in a bun, but short and wavy. He fought the urge to turn and look at her. Instead, he rushed to the life, relief washing over his face as he saw a new elevator girl and politely requested the office floor.
Clutching the letter as if it were his last hope, he turned the corner and saw Miss Blenkinsopp. She smiled and said, "Mr Leclair! How nice to see you! Popping round for a visit I presume!" He smiled and although he wasn't 'popping round for a visit' he nodded and asked if Harry was busy. He was guided through the large mahogany doors and was greeted with an over-enthusiastic smile and man-hug. 'Come in Henri! What a pleasant surprise my old friend. Tell me, how are you today?" As Henri saw the kindness and welcoming on Harry's face, he broke down. He collapsed on the table and started sobbing. "I'm so sorry." Je suis tellement désolé. He repeated over and over again...
A/N Well there you have it! No actual LeTowler in this... but...\Next chapter DEF OKAY!
- Jay