AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hi people of Wattpad. I just want to quickly tell you that I know there is a bunch of stories like this, but I wanted to do my own take on it. The characters and everything else is from my own imagination. The names of the companies and restaurants etc... are fictional.
I hope you enjoy this story.
Now for the prolouge.
Alyssa's P.O.V
As I was about to open the door to the my family's pub, I heard my mom and dad talking.
"I don't know what to do sweat heart. If we don't come up with thirty thousand dollars by the end of this year, we have to sell." I overheard my dad say.
"What's going on?." I asked my dad as I walked in.
"Nothing Aly-Bear. Don't worry about it." He said as I gave him my 'what are you hiding look'.
I wonder if he's ever going to stop calling me that.
"Anyways, what are you still doing here? It's after ten?" I asked them.
On Sundays the Pub is supposed to be closed by nine pm.
"Hi hunny. We're just finishing up here. We had a busy day today." My mom said as she wiped some tables.
"I'm sorry I couldn't be here to help." I said.
"It's okay hunny, you had to work." Mom said as she came in and hugged me.
"I don't have work tomorrow so i'll be here ." I said as I hugged her back.
"That's great. Do you want to open up?" My dad asked me.
"Sure dad. It's getting late. I'd better go. Love you."
"Love you." They said as I opened the door and walked out.
As I walked to my car I couldn't help but think of what I overheard earlier.
Is it true?
Are they going to sell?
I have a year to figure out how I'm going to get 30 thousand dollars to save my family's pub.
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Gavin's P.O.V
I was in a meeting and my mother decided it was a great idea to call me.
"Mom, i'm in a meeting. I'll call you right ba-"
"I need to talk to you. Meet me at Hartman's Bar and Restaurant in five minutes." She said and hung up.
What am I supposed to do? Just leave the meeting?
God. It is so frustrating when she does that.
"Gentlemen, i'm sorry to do this but I have to leave. Do you mind if we do this another time?" I asked.
"Of course Mr.Hartman. Do what you have to do." Mr.Torres said.
"Thank you very much." I tell them as I rush out of the meeting room.
Why did she give me five minutes. It takes at least ten minutes to get there.
When I arrived I immediately spotted her on the right at a table.
"Mom couldn't you wait for me to call you back, I was in a meeting?"
"I don't have time for nonsense. I have to be at the airport in exactly ten minutes so listen." She said.
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