5: cafe

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Dad was back home again. It's been a few days since I saw or hallucinated what ever the hell I saw. I knew I must have been seeing things, I have been having sleeping problems lately...

Dad and I were sitting at the dinner table eating spaghetti and talking about what he killed on his trip.

"No joke she was only a little girl. The hell with that though she had claws the size of fucking Mount Everest." Dad always liked telling these types of stories. He would always describe every detail and the expression on his face as he does it brings a smile to my face. He loves what he does, although it's brought a huge burden to him he's honoured that he's capable of being able to do it.

"So did I miss anything when I was gone?" Yes, I saw a very attractive ghost/guardian angel in my room but I was hallucinating and there are claw marks on my closet door that were made in the middle of the night.

"No, you didn't miss out on much but I did make a friend though." I half heartedly smiled.

"Did I just hear the words I and friend come out of your mouth" I rolled my eyes at him "have you got a fever?" He moves his hand to my forehead which I shake off.

"Ha-ha and no I don't. Trust me I'm just as surprised as you are."

"Well what's she like?"

"Uh- its a he dad, his names Liam." He looked at me skeptically, like I wasn't telling the truth.

"Huh, well as long as he's a nice boy and doesn't do anything that I'll have to kill him for then it's fine by me."

"He kind of reminds me of you actually."

"No one can be as good as me honey." He flips his hair like he's in some type of commercial, which brings out a small giggle from my lips.

"Don't flatter your self there dad" I rolled my eyes yet again.

***

It was the next morning and I seriously couldn't be stuffed walking to school, or even be bothered to be there in general. I lazily fixed myself up and headed down stairs saying goodbye to dad and starting my walk.

It was a surprisingly nice day today, might be a good day. My strolls to school were always slow so I took steady steps and made my way to the front entrance in a matter of seconds, sadly. I walked through the hallways finding my locker and putting my books in and grabbing next lesions stuff.

"Did you know that if you say 'murder for a jar of red rum' it's the same backwards, how cool is that!" Liam leaned against the lockers next to mine chuckling to himself. He was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, a SnapBack on his head covering most of his hair.

"Where do you even find out this stuff?" I try to suppress a smile but fail, he's such a dork.

"It's called the Internet, you should try it sometime." I snort in laughter.

"I can't even use my cellphone properly."

"And it's an iPhone, they have instructions you know."

"What's the point in reading instructions, I bet you didn't even read them." I stated winning the argument.

"Point taken." he rolls his eyes at me but gives a small smile.

The bell rings for us to get to class. I shut my locker and shove the rest of my books in my bag.

"See you later, yeah? Maybe we can hang out after school?" Liam asked walking backwards away from me.

"Yeah sure, why not." I give a small smile.

He nods his head and turns around walking straight into someone. I try to control my laughter and start heading to class.

***

School took its time punishing me but finally the bell rang for last period. I speeded my way away from people and to my locker. Liam was leaning on the lockers with his back against it.

I make my way up to him. He gives me a small smile as we make small talk while I take my books out of my locker. Once I'm done we make our way out of the school and start walking to a small coffee shop down the road.

Liam and I made small talk as we made our way along the footpath. The weather was still surprisingly warm today, being glad I wore a t-shirt. We rounded the corner to be met with the coffee shop and headed straight through the entrance to be engulfed with the smell of coffee beans and tea.

We walk up to the counter and order our drinks before sitting in a booth towards the window. The cafe was small with modern wallpaper and small round tables and booths spreading around the cafe. The aroma in the shop made me melt, I love the smell of coffee. It's quite strange how I like coffee yet I live in England, you would expect me to be drinking tea but not all of us do. Me and my sister would always argue about this, she would always think I'm so weird yet she would find me fascinating because I put marshmallows in my coffee.

We were in a peaceful silence, stuck in our own thoughts. My eyes averted to outside the window, admiring the cars going by in all different colours. The big trees filled with all colours of leaves, red, yellow, brown, that spread all around the neighbourhood.

My eyes set on a tree further down the road, a figure standing next to it. It's shadow was dark barely even noticeable but I could see it and I think it could see me too. I stared at the dark shadow and watched it, waiting for it to move or something. A car drove past and the figure was gone, disappeared into thin air. Strange.

"Hannah, Hannah you there?" Liam snapped me out of my thoughts, clicking his fingers in front of my face. Was he really talking that whole time.

"Sorry, what were you saying?"

Liam kept continuing with what he was originally talking about, something on the lines of a TV show or something, but my mind had drifted off.

That figure was constantly haunting my mind, who was that? My mind then went to Harry, I haven't thought about him, he's not even real maybe that's why. I'd think the figure that was standing there was in fact Harry but it didn't feel like it. Harry was scary, yes but the figure gave me a deeper threat pulling at the pit of my stomach, making it churn. I just couldn't rap my finger around it.

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Sort of a filler sorry! Okay so if anyone was wondering who I picture as the characters;

Hannah Clarke: Emily Rudd
Harry: himself
Liam: himself
Dad (Daniel Clarke): Kurt Russell

And that's all I'm telling for now so I don't spoil any other characters, teeheee.

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