I Dont Know

Chapter 3

"Ahahahahah!" Niall laughs while I'm trying to tell a story that I can't even say without laughing.

"I.. gave her... the thumbs up.." As I try to finish someone comes through the door. I calm down. "Hang on I'll be back." I walk out of the kitchen to help whoever is out there. There is a guy standing by the cookies, he has dark skinny jeans on, a white shirt with a leather jacket over it. He had dark brown curly hair that was pulled out of his face. He was cute, but biker dude cute. On another note its fucking summer and your wearing a leather jacket?

"Hi, how can I help you?" I ask him politely.

"Can I just get 20 cookies and a cookie cake?" He asks surprisingly not rude.

"Yea. On the cookie cake do you want something specific or one of the ones over there?"

"I'll just take one from there."

"Okay that'll be 31.79" He hands me two twenties and I start to get his change.

"Keep the change." He says taking the items and leaving. Gosh, what's his problem?

"Who was it?" Niall asks walking out of the kitchen.

"I dunno. Some biker guy. Anyways, about the project, wanna just do a bakery since we've already got the basics down." I laugh.

"Yeah absolutely." He smiles. I love his smile.

"We can do yours too. Like combine the both I guess." I say unsure on how to explain.

"Sure, I mean that would be different and unique right?"

"Yeah. Now a name...."

"Jo's Musical Bakery." Niall suggests.

"Niall, I can't have only my name in it. That wouldn't be fair."

"No, I insist. It sounds great. I'm sending her the email now." He is cleaver.

"Fine you win." I try not to smile but I fail.

"Not to be nosy or anything but how come your the only person here working?"

"Everyone else has their own job and someone needs to run this place. Not like it a shop or anything, it's a bakery."

"Everyone?" God, why did he have to ask that?

"My family you know." I don't want to say too much, he doesn't need to know about me.

"Oh." He still isn't sure but he doesn't question which is good. "What time do you close up?"

"Whenever I feel like it." It comes out meaner than I expected it to be.

"Sorry I-"

"It's fine, it's okay."

"We can go in a few minutes." I tell him. It is about six o'clock anyways.

**

We pack up the bakery and I lock the front entrance before leaving to my car. Niall has agreed to follow my car which can't be that hard. The car is bright yellow.

I arrive at the house in no time Niall following right behind. I get out of the car with my bag and I wait for Niall to get out of his car.

"I warn you, they will be obsessive over you because your a guy. They're weird."

*Nialls POV*

"Um okay?" Jo just told me how weird her parents are. They can't be that bad. We walk into her house.

"I'm home!" She yells. Just a second after a lady walks in, she must be Jo's mum.

"Hi Jo!" She hugs her, then looks at me with a big smile. "Who's this."

"This, is Niall." She tells her mum.

The woman holds out her hand and I shake it. "You must be Jo's mum." I politely say.

"She isn't my mother." Jo snaps and runs up the stairs. I stand here completely shocked. If she isn't Jo's mum who is she?

"What did I do?" I ask the woman.

"Nothing. You must have just met Jo because she has I difficult understanding of people and well, she has a temper." I nod.

"When can I like, um, talk to her?" I wasn't sure if it was a good idea going up stairs or not.

"I'd wait. She doesn't always mean what she says." The women sighs, "She's had a rough life."

"Here come and join me and my husband in the kitchen till she cools off." I follow the woman through the house. They had a nice, big house.

"Brian, look who Jo brought home! A boy!" Yeah, now I know why Jo said they are weird...

"Nice to meet you son." He smiles looking away from whatever he is doing.

"Hello, I'm Niall."

"Well Niall it was nice to meet you." The man says. "I'm sorry about Jo, she's just going through a hard time I suppose." He supposes?

"No problem. I'm going to check on her." I leave the couple in the kitchen and walk up the stairs Jo did and I try to find her room. It wasn't really hard to find considering she had Taylor Swift posters... everywhere.

*Jo's POV*

I hear a knock on the door but don't say anything. I felt bad for dissing my aunt but I wanted to make it clear she wasn't my mother and why would be even think that?

"Can I come in?" Niall asks in a soft voice that is comforting. I nod.

"Niall I apologize. I just can't stand the fact people think she is my mom. How could she even be my mother?"

"Well I was assuming since you didn't say anything but I could've kept my mouth shut. What happened to your mum anyways?"

"I don't really want to talk about it. Can we just the project?" I ask him and he nods. I didn't want him to leave my life just yet. He was my friend now and I didn't want him to not be.