Runaways|| h.s

Chapter three

'Cappuccino or Ice tea?' Rwiti asks me taking the opposite seat across the table in Julia's Coffee Shop. We don't talk about my brother much, only because it would be awkward and I had refused to ruin my day on such a beautiful day in Bradford.

'Cappuccino.' I smile while fiddling with the platinum ring I always wear on my middle finger.

'Me too.' Rwiti tells  the waitress. The waitress gives a slight bow and leaves us and walks over to her counter, her blonde bun bobbing up and down while she walks.

'That's a nice ring. Wha-what's written?' She takes my hand and reads the word that's engraved on my ring. ' "Peace", hmm who gave you that? Don't tell me you're already married. If you're where's your hubby anyway?' She giggles, her eyebrows going up and down.

'My mom gave this to me, when I was twelve, wearing it since then.' I smile into the memories.

'Ooo.' She gives a deep sigh. 'You crushed my imaginations about your imaginary hubby. You're what? Twenty-two? Twenty-three? Got a special someone?' She raised one of her eyebrows.

'Nah-uh, I'm so good at being single, why bother someone else to get into my life?'

'Someday, your words will backfire you.' She says dreamily, her eyes wandering off to the door and widening the next moment. I am about to look where she is staring but then, 'Niall! My babay! Sweetcheeks!' And the next moment I know Rwiti is not on the seat in front of me but snogging Niall by the door.

Great.

They both come hand in hand smiling like crazy. 'You look like you guys met after a decade.' I  mumble ,rolling my eyes.

'It seems so!' Rwiti exclaims while Niall nods frantically as if that's the truest thing she just said.

I, actually was close to face-palming myself but my instincts told me not to.

Hormonal people can't help themselves, not their fault.

Soon they were sitting on the chairs in front of me. Hands over hands, and...and I think Niall's hand is on Rit's ass, I'm not sure though. They're looking at each other like I look at pizza when it's fresh out of the oven. They seem...hungry.

I clear my throat, something I've been doing a lot since I met them.

'Oh yea, forgot about ya.' Rits gives me a side wink.

'I'm literally sitting in front of your eyes, just a few inches apart, how can you forget  me?' I ask incredulously, face-palming me mentally.

'When we're together, we forget everything around us.' Niall tells me, giving a quick peck on Rwiti's lips.

'Right.' I give up.

'Cappuccino for two!' The blonde woman whom we gave the order comes back with two cups placed on a small tray. 'Oh, sir? Do you want anything?' The woman notices Niall, giving him a soft smile. I think I just saw Rit's hand tighten around her boyfriend's hand.

'No we'll share.' Niall explains it to the waitress, smiling back. The waitress hurries off to her counter after a curt nod and a small bow.

Okay, he just said "share''.

The next moment I know they licking each other's lips a.k.a kissing, because apparently some cappuccino were on their lips.

There is a goddamn tissue for a reason.

'I think Niall can have my cappuccino, I didn't touch it.' I stand up, brushing my pants. They break their physical contact looking at me.

'Thanks.' Niall readily grabbed the cup and started sipping.

'Where are you going? Don't you like us?' Rwiti pouts.

'I like you, but I really need to go and find a job, see ya.' And I feel like a third wheel .

'Okay, call me if you need anything!' She offers.

'Yup!' I agree and step outside the shop.

I start walking. Come around a corner, turn left, right and then go straight ahead. I keep walking until I reach a park, a not-so-empty park with couples here and there, a few kids playing around and some old people just sitting on the benches, admiring the nature, reading newspapers, or just sitting.

My eyes scan the park for any empty place and finally find one, a perfect spot, a tree with big branches casting a big-comfy shadow.

I quicken my pace and go over to the tree, flattening the grass for no reason at all, before sitting on them. I lean my back on the bark of the tree, taking out my mobile out of my pant's back pocket. I open the Google chrome, going through all the news.

"Justin Beiber posts nude! Receives death threats! Fans go against death threats supporting Beiber like crazy!"

"Grande seen with former troupe dancer. Ari trying to make ex-boyfriend, Sean, jealous? Click on this link to find out more! "

" Taylor soon to be a mother! Taylor and Calvin spending too much time together? "

I give a exasperated sigh, tossing back my head on the bark. Is this what people call news? I meant news like ; North, East, West , South, news. Like bro, I don't want to hear who or with whom, one did the dirty.

I put my phone inside my pocket again, and close my eyes.

'Caia! Come back here, baby! I cannot do so much work.' A man's voice booms up, I open my eyes, only to find a very tall guy about my age in front of me chasing after his daughter.

'No!' The little girl cackles and runs towards me. 'Help me! My daddy wants to kidnap me!' She pleads me, her face still plastered with a big grin.

'Cai, don't do this to me, remember the promise!' The guy comes near in search of her daughter, panting. His emerald green eyes locks with mine.

'You won't catch me!' The baby runs back to a slide while the guy tears his eyes away from mine to look at his daughter. His pink lips forming a slight pout when he realizes he couldn't catch her.

The guy is about to turn around but  blurt out because nobody is going to deny how hood of a babysitter I am.

'I can help you.'

He tosses his head back at me, his hair flipping and mouth forming an 'O', while he gives me a thumbs-up.

'Okay ,thanks.' He says so, while we charge for the little girl in pink shorts.

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I guess most of you already know, who the guy is, *wink* *wink*

By the way, can I some votes cause I'm basically staying up at 3 at night and updating because I like to keep my readers happy. Please? For Harry?

~Dia x