Finding My Muse - Nicholas Galitzine

Chapter 31: Ambushed

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--Esmerelda's POV--

"Harry's coming over tonight. Is that okay?" She asks as I walk inside the house.

"I don't care. After that shift, I'm going to go dive face first off the roof," I smile. She tries not to laugh as she asks me what happened, "Nicholas decided that anytime the 'On Air' button wasn't on he would try and talk to me. I just plugged my headphones in and drowned him out," I tell her.

"Maybe you should try talking to him. Tell him to fuck off for good," she says as I shrug my shoulders.

"I kind of like torturing him a little," I say with a sadistic smirk.

"You're evil but I kind of love it for you," she says, "there's some chicken in the oven if you're hungry," she tells me. I happily grab a plate and look at the mashed potatoes and asparagus on the stove.

"This smells so good. Who knew you were such a chef?" I ask.

"I'm not. Harry made it all and then left when I told him you were on your way home," she says as I look at her confused, "He figured I was mad at him and came downstairs with food. We had an early dinner as he apologized for whatever he did," she says making me smile.

"This is why Harry is the best. Food is the best way to a girl's heart," I say taking a fat bite of chicken, "But why did he leave if he's coming back later?" I ask confused.

"He didn't want to be here if you didn't want him here," she says making me want to cry.

"Harry is always welcome. It's that other thing that always tags along with him that I don't want here," I tell her.

"I still think you should talk to him. I didn't ask Harry about it cause I figured it's best if we stay out of it," she says as I nod my head in agreement.

"I know maybe Thursday," I tell her with a smile as I sit down at the counter. I take my phone out and scroll on TikTok as I eat. Right as I'm finishing up the door opens with a nervous-looking Harry.

"This chicken is fucking incredible," I tell him as I put my plate in the dishwasher, "How is it so crispy but juicy?" I ask. When he walks further into the apartment his mouth turns into an awkward smile.

"Get out," I tell him.

"Not until you talk to me," he says.

"This is getting desperate," I tell him.

"What if I am?" He says making me turn around again.

"I heard the clubs got some good-looking women who can help you out," I smile as Kylie and Harry glance at each other awkwardly.

"I think I have to go check the lightbulbs in your bedroom," Kylie says grabbing Harry's arm. I look at the two of them and try to fight the smile rising on my lips. She squeezes my arm as she walks past us. Harry is like a kid in a movie theater as he looks back and forth between us before closing the front door.

"Why would I go to a club when I have you?" He says making me laugh a bitter laugh, "We were fine the other day? You were trying to get me to stay," he says sounding completely lost.

"You mean the day you told me you were having a guy's night? The same guys night Harry posted on his story?" I ask trying to get him to connect the dots.

"What could he have posted to make you this upset?" He yells getting frustrated now.

"If you really don't know...I think we should just stop while we are ahead," I tell him starting to walk into my room, "We had a good time these past months but I think we were always bound for failure," I confess.