Singing in the snow (Cody Simpson Fan Fic ft Ryan Beatty)

Chapter 5

I couldn't move. I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to. Why did he ask Lisa out. I felt like I was going to burst into tears. I didn't though, I could feel Mila was mad but she didn't say anything. No one did. I shouldn't be mad, it's not like he had asked me out, or was going to ask me out, but in some way he was just 'mine'. Well I wanted him to be. I don't think a dinner could have gone more slowely. I was the first finished, i dumped my plates in the sink 'just put your plates in the sink, watch tv, whatever, I will be back the now' I walked to my room and collapsed on my bed. I tried not to think about her or him or them together, kissing, hugging holding hands. FUCK HER. FUCK HIM. I couldn't anymore. I didn't care that he was out there. I had no words for him. I knew Mila and Matty would care for themselves.  I took my douvet and wrapped myself in it, put my earphones in and closed my eyes. 

A knock at my door and Milas head popped in. 'Hey, you okay?' she gave me a sympatheic smile. 'You have been in here half an hour'  'Meh' I managed to squeak out, she ran over to my bed and hugged me.  Well we are all going to go, I will try and find out what is wrong with Cody in the car ride. 'Okay, say bye to Matty for me'  'Will do' She struggled out of the douvet and made it to the door. I never moved there all that night.

The next morning I woke up at 5am. I had an early shift at the cafe. I took my school stuff down to the cafe and went into the kitchen. Most of our customers that came in at this time were mainly people who went into town to work, they would usually get a filled roll, tea or coffee, sometimes a sit in breakfast. It was pretty busy today, a lot of orders for filled rolls and sitting in for pancakes. There was only 2 waitresses and 2 cooks. Things were pretty tough but we made it work, everyone in here was like a great big family and we always looked out for eachother. I had just served my 10th platter of pancakes and 20th filled roll when I decided to take a small stop at the kitchen doors and catch my breath. I was still trying to cope with yesterday, how could i act with him today? I wanted everything to be ok but I know it wasn't. It was so pathetic its not like we realy talked? That one lesson we did talk was amazing though, it felt like we had known eachother for years and we had an amazing connection. 

Just as I was about to walk through the doors again, the doors swung open on me, I went flying backwords taking down a bowl of flour with me which covered my whole head, I hit my head of the floor and then rolled to the side. I slowely tried to prop myself up. Before I knew it there was someone down helping me, apologising. I was still dazed at what had just happened. I managed to come around a bit and properly make out shapes and faces. All I caught was the most amazing smile looking at me. He was crouched down and kept apologizing. 'Its fine, I shouldn't have been standing there' I sort of stared at him for a while trying to figure out what had happend and who he was. He had blonde hair and blue eyes staring back at me, his clothes were now covered in flour but he didn't seem to care. 'Okay i'm going to try and help you up now' he said trying to get some sense out of me, I knodded along. He walked to behind me and grabbed my elbows and helped me stand up. 'Thank you' I said breathlessly. Will walked into the kitchen, 'Jesus christ boy what are you trying to do? Break my waitresses?' he moaned and walked through to get a brush and shovel 'Sorry about it once again, I'm Ryan by the way, Will's grandson' 'Its fine don't worry' I said reasuringly  'Im Georgia', 'Well nice to meet you Georgia, I better clean up here or my Grandpa will get pissed' He sort of laughed and walked over to where Will was. I couldn't help but think about him. He didn't have god like looks but he still was undeniably hot. He had something about him you just couldn't help but want to know him more. God I am sounding like such a slut. What is he going to think of me standing here covered in flour?

Will came over to me, 'Darling go upstairs, get yourself cleaned up and I will get Ryan to drive you to school'

'Oh no, it's okay, I insist'

'No i mean it!

I stopped arguing with him there, Will was Stubborn and wouldn't take no for an answer. I ran up to the flat and blow dried all the flour out my hair, washed my face, re-applied my make up and shook all my clothes off. I text Mila saying I wouldn't need a lift and I would explain later. I was finally ready to go, I walked down from my flat and I was met by Ryan leaning against an amazing blue mustang, it was like a scene from a movie. 

'Hey' I smiled

'Hello there, how you feeling?'

'Had better days' I laughed

'Well you clean up nicely I got to tell you'

'Aw thank you, as do you' Why was I talking like such a arsehole. He held the door open for me, I got in, the car was just amazing outside as it was in. Ryan got in and started the engine. As we were driving along there was a lot of casual chat that flowed easily.

'So why you at your Grandpa's the now?'

'Well my Mum and Dad are going through a pretty bad divorce so I came to stay with him for a while, until things are smoothed out'

'Oh sorry to hear that' 

'Its okay, I know they still love me'

'Yeah, I know exactly what you mean'

'Really?'

'Yeah I do, long story, it's complicated'

'I have time' as he said that he pulled up to school. I was actually really sad that we arrived, I wanted to keep driving and talking

'Maybe I will see you tonight where I can tell you'

'I will be at the cafe all the time' He smiled

'Thanks for the ride'

'Anytime' He smiled that amazing smile and drove off. I just wanted to run after his car.