Trust Me • N.H (dirty)

14- New Things

Cause somebody stole my car radio

And now I just sit in silence

Hayley

When I woke up, I felt like I wanted to die. In all sense of the word. In some point I felt bad that Niall had to witness this 'anger issue' between us. But in some point I felt sad that I shouted at Amy, but she kind of deserved it. I mean she doesn't know her and most importantly the thing that happens between me and my 'mom' (if I can call her that) then stays between us and doesn't concern her. Although I understand she's trying to help. But it's not working.

In order to keep some peace I'll apologize and pretend this never happened and put under the mat and start on a fresh new page but that will take more than a few words so I'll buy her something, maybe make her dinner and that's it, easy as eating cake.

I took a shower, got dressed up and went to the mall. Now the important question, what to buy? Clothes? Eh... No. Shoes? Nope. Jewelry? Hell no. Got it, Victoria Secret (which won't be a secret anymore) here I'll go. And not buy a bra or baby doll, just cream and shower gels (that in the end I'll end up using, so yeah, I'll buy those).

Peaches and Cream? Tropical Infusion? Very Berry? Cranberry Champagne? So many choices and so little money. Well, I buy any bottle that has an interesting name. I won't get an allergy in the 'just because'. I get to the cashier and paid (it hurt my heart and my wallet, but all for a friendship) and I love when they throw your items in those cute bags and you walk around the mall so proudly (because you know, it's Victoria Secret) and everyone assumes that you have some sexy baby doll, when in reality you have 3 bottles of cream and 2 shower gels. Yeah, we all assume that. Don't lie to yourself.

As I arrive our apartment complex, I see a girl, just like my age, very desperate and anxious. And me, being Mother Theresa, I decided to help.

"Um... Hello? You alright?" I asked and she looked at me frightened like if I was to stole her purse.

"No. I mean, yes I'm fine, thank you." She said, nervously, as expected.

"Hey don't worry I won't hurt you, you sure you are okay?"

"I just lost my keys, but I'll find them, don't worry." She said, finally confessing her crime.

"Oh, well if you want I can take you to the lobby and you can ask for a new key." I offered. And she accepted. But me being curious I just had to ask.

"Are you new around here? Because I've never seen you so..."

"Yeah, I'm Natalie, nice to meet you. Just came from the States and yeah." She said, trusting me a bit more.

"I'm from New York so I get you" I said while we walked to reception and immediately she got a copy from her keys.

"I'm so sorry about what happened. You probably wanted to go to your house."

"No, no worries, I wanted to help, by the way I'm actually your neighbor so anytime." I said being polite because I have a feeling we will talk more often. Then she thanked me and we parted our ways.

Now inside my house, Amy wasn't around which is amazing because I can cook dinner and think of my 'I'm sorry I was a bitch speech'. Plus, I think I'll know what I'm cooking. I'll make some Spaghetti and Meatballs (her favorite and not mine because I strongly believe the spaghetti is a worm and the meatballs are poop so no) but this is all about her. Bobby Flay and Rachel Ray, please retire because I'm the chef around here. And now we wait for Amy...