The Journey To Freedom

Chapter Seven.

After a busy day at the zoo we both plop ourselves onto the bed, i have a nap while Harry watches the rather loud tv but I don't have the energy to fight him to turn it down.

I wake up to the sound of a phone ringing. Harry's of course.

"Yes mate, I'm glad you enjoyed it, that's what it's about, that's what it's there for"

"Whatever you want I'll get it you"

"Sound bro, see you in say an hour?"

He hangs up and turns to me.

"Why do you look so angry, hey?" He asks scooting closer to me.

"How about, me and you" he points between us.
"Go out for a nice meal and some drinks in the city of London and you never know, we might meet the queen or we might have bad luck and meet the prime minister" he asks waiting for my response.

I just stare at him contemplating whether I should go out with a man who I think could be living a double life. And then I remember how I felt today at the zoo.

"I can be ready in 30?" I propose.

He smiles and heads to the bathroom to freshen up.

After I've showered, dried my hair and slicked it back into a pony tail, I put on my blue jeans and a black v neck bodysuit.

Oh yes, this is the outfit.

I dig through my bag to find some mascara and lipgloss before I decide I'm ready for the night.

Harry's hanging outside the window smoking whilst on his phone, oblivious to me.

"We going then?" I ask whilst slipping my shoes on.

He whips his head around, his eyes wondering all over my body, not just up and down.
He smirks bringing his cigarette up to his lips before throwing it out the window.

He just looks at me nodding in approval with that same silly smirk on his face whilst opening the hotel room door for me to exit through.

I can feel him checking me out as I walk out the door infront of him, normally I'd say something when I'm sober but tonight, I walk with an extra sway.

We head to the first bar for a few drinks but before the first one even arrives he gets the dreaded phone call.

He just looks up at me with apologetic eyes.

"Amelia I've got to go deal with something, I'll be no more than 15minutes, enjoy your drink, I won't be long I'm just outside in that car if you need me" he stands up touching my shoulder as he leaves.

Everytime he leaves me for whatever he's leaving for, it's stings, it reminds me of every person I've gotten close to who's left, I just keep expecting him to not return. Maybe one day he won't.

I sip my cocktail whilst scrolling on my phone, I text Louis to let him know I'm having tea with the queen tonight and I'm safe, I'm minding my own business when a brunette girl wearing basically the same outfit as me jusy with a white crop top approaches my table.

"Hi, please can you just pretend to know me so this man leaves me alone I beg you" she speaks so quickly, obviously in desperate need to get away from whoever this man is I just shout understand her.

"Where have you been I've been waiting here for ages for you!" I pull her into a hug playing the part she requested.

"Thankyou so much" she whisperes into my ear, taking a seat where Harry once sat.

I see a guy in the corner of the room shake his head and head to the bar, probably to keep look out for his next girl to target to take home.

"Thankyou so my much for that I appreciate it, my names Leah, I've come travelling and I don't know anyone so it's hard to establish who's genuine and who's not, my bad for assuming he would want to just have a drink without getting in my pants" she rolls her eyes.

"I'll grab you a drink now to say Thankyou" she touches my hand as she grabs the waiter to order us 2 tequila shots and 2 sex on the beach cocktails.

"I'm Amelia by the way but you didn't need to buy me a drink, I'm kind of glad you came up to me, I'm also supposed to be out for a drink but" I turn my head towards the two guys outside, one of course being Harry.

Leah also turns her head to clock onto what I'm saying.

She rolls her eyes and passes me a shot.

"Here's to unreliable, predictable men" she cheers me.

I like this girl.

Another 15 minutes pass and we're on our second cocktail and 3rd shot, she pulls my hand away from the table, heading towards the kareoke machine.

"No Leah, I promise you I'm the best singer you've heard, you'll hear my voice and think Beyoncé is trapped inside of me" I stumble into her trying to convincer to her let me sing.

"No. I'm basically Adele's love child. We will have to sing together then, we can be a band!" She jumps up with excitement at her new idea.

We pick a song and get on stage, the DJ looks amused with our song suggestion and welcomes us to the microphone.