Painful Struggles

What's Going On

Selena's POV

I woke up this morning really sore, but happy, not just cause it's Saturday. 

I look over at Harry who is starting to wake up, as I lay down on his bare chest, tracing his butterfly tattoo.

Harry: Morning Beautiful.

Sel: Morning Haz

Crap, why did I just call him that!

Sel: Sorry, it's just I've heard Louis call you that!

Harry: Sel, stop! It's fine, I like it when you call me Haz.

Sel: I'm gonna go home, I have to get ready for work!

Harry: Where do you work?

Sel: Starbucks.

Harry: I'll pick you up from there then, we are going for lunch and then I'm going to buy you a new phone.

Sel: You're not buying me anything!

We bicker for a bit and then I go home to get ready.

I wear a blue shirt, jeans and a scarf along with my black bag.

I quickly make dad his daily omelette and coffee, and then write him a note:

Gone to work at starbucks, breakfast is on the table! Love Selena x

I know that I shouldn't love him cause of the way he treats me, but he is the only family member I have.

I lock the doors and then walk to work.

Boss: Selena, you're still alive?

Sel: Yeah I am.

I take my apron and go the the register.

After what felt like a year, Harry arrived, and all the workers and my boss stared at me.

Boss: The boy isn't here for you Selena, keep working, no one would want an ugly, fat, idiot like you!

Harry: Um, you have no right to talk to my girlfriend like that! 

Why would he do that for me?! He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my forehead.

We leave starbucks leaving my boss and the others gobsmacked.

Sel: You didn't have to do that you know.

Haz: You are a human being, not a rat, you should be treated with respect.

Sel: Yeah but you didn't need to go to the trouble of calling me your girlfriend.

Haz: What if I want you to be though?

He said that really quietly, he thought I didn't hear it.. but I did.

I clear my throat.

Sel: So where are we going?

Haz: The Apple Store to get you a new phone.

Sel: Harry, I don't have the kind of money to get an iPhone..

Haz: Who said you were paying for it?

He smirked at me.

Sel: I did.

Harry: Sel, my parents, they own banks, they are super rich, you don't need to worry about money.

Wow, my dad, I don't even know what he does, and me, I work at starbucks for food and clothing.

Sel: Oh, but still you're not paying, I don't mind a flip phone.