The Me You Can't See (H.S)

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Haven's POV:

It's been two weeks since I started working at Nympho.

Two weeks of getting used to my new normal. I've spent 90 percent of it at work and I honestly can't complain. As we both probably suspected me and Maya have become fast friends and working with her makes the time fly by.

The more time I spend with her the more she reminds me of Salah, it is uncanny, and even at times, I catch myself staring at her, wondering how someone could be so alike. It's not even that they look the same, it's her outlook on life, the way she always has a but whenever I say something negative, a positive perspective to every negative thought.

Liam and I have also become closer, showing me ultrasounds of their growing baby girl and the look on his face when he does makes you think he just won the lottery. I hope that one day I will experience that, or at least catch a glimpse of it.

Harry on the other hand is still very quiet and keeps to himself. I smile at him and in return, I might get a head nod or an occasional smirk but never anything more. Liam and Maya notice just as much as I do, always reassuring me that he just needs to get to know me better and that he'll warm up. . .to just give it some time.

I mean it's not like he's openly rude or anything, but sometimes I catch him looking at me from the side of my eye as if he does. As if he's mad at me for something I didn't know I did.

Instincts Haven, you should have trusted your instincts.

Today is my day off. The first one I've had since moving to London. Don't get me wrong, both Liam, Maya and even Harry have offered me a couple of days off but let's be honest, it's not like I really have friends to hang out with, so I might as well make some money.

On top of it being my first day off, today is also when I get my first paycheck. It's nothing huge, I'm not going to be able to afford a car soon or anything crazy like that, but I can buy groceries, pay bills and buy a couple of stuff for my apartment.

It's practically stayed the same since I moved in save for adding a couple of groceries but besides that, it's nothing special. I kinda want a cactus or some sort of houseplant or something, but I'm almost entirely sure that it will be dead when I wake up the next morning.

I'm excited today though, I had a nightmare which yeah, not ideal, but at least I didn't have another episode. I'm going to the bookstore today, which I've been stopping by every day before work for the past 2 weeks. I've also bonded with Grace who somehow continues to get nicer and nicer.

I've offered to help her with the bookstore whenever she needs it. I heard her mention how she has trouble stocking the shelves and just cleaning in general but can't afford to hire help so I volunteered.

Ok sue me, yes I decided to fill my day off from work by working but I mean what else was I supposed to do.

She insisted that she pay me but I told her I wouldn't take the money. I've been taking a couple of shifts these past couple of weeks to help her out and each time she hands me some cash. . .and each time I just put it back into the register when she's not looking.

Her company is payment enough. . .and her peanut butter cookies, what can I say, I'm a sucker for sweets. If I wasn't, I would be so much thinner.

For this paycheck I decided to hold off on the house plant and buy some flowers for Grace's book store which I have learnt is named Fleurs, I'd made a mental note to ask about the story behind the name.

I walk out of my apartment in a graphic-t, beige overalls, a flannel, and my black converse. . .I don't know if you've guessed but I need to do laundry. Having to wear my painting overalls, the dried-up splotches of paint that never came off litter the fabric.