Beautiful Disaster (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 29

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Sleeping Harry is my new favourite, the way this messy curly hair covered his forehead and half of his ears, the way his breath lingered on my neck which sent some amazing chills down my spine. And yes, that's how my morning started. 

I'm pretty sure that when I entered the diner everyone was staring at me, not because I was late but because I was smiling from ear to ear. I stare at the floor and walk hastily towards the kitchen. I gulp down a glass of water, finally walking over to wrap my apron around my waist. 

The door opens but I dare not look back and see who it was. I keep myself busy with tying the apron around my waist. 

"You look happy.", the familiar voice makes me smile, it's the voice that I wanted to hear since so long, the voice that I've been missing. 

I turn to look at Jackson, the guy I've been missing so much, he holds so much importance in my life but I can't help but ignore him when it comes to the situation.  

He raises his hands defensively, "Not that I don't like it.", he chuckles just to clear the air. 

I let out a soft laugh, "How are you?" 

He turns to pass this order towards the counter. I reach up to him, standing next to him. Jackson shrugs, "I'm alright, I guess." 

"How's your...girlfriend?", I bite down the dirty words that I wanted to shoot at that bitch. 

Jackson sighs, staring at the ceiling. My chest gets heavy and I gulp, "She dumped me." 

I let my jaw fall to the ground, because all my fears came to life when I heard him say that. She's a bitch, after all. Melissa only likes guys for two things; sex and money. I'm pretty sure she left Jackass for either one of them. My mind forbids me to think of Jackson in bed and I agree to the whole concept.  

I rub his shoulder, letting out a sigh, "Can I please say that I told you so?" 

He lets out a chuckle, "Yes, you may rub it in my face." 

Hugging him sideways, I pout, "I'm sorry, Jackass. She is a bitch, she always has been. Look through the history of her relationships. She slept with a 50 year old man who came to the diner because he wanted to buy it, do you remember that?" 

Jackson nods, "Mhmm." 

"She slept with him to blow off his money; she did that for a while and then finally found someone else, and so on until she came to you.", I continue.

"But I'm broke.", he sighs, putting the final piece of the puzzle.  

Pulling away, I nod, "We all are. So, go out there and work your butt off because we don't want to be poor for the rest of our lives, now do we?" 

Jackson laughs and turns to pick the order plate, "Talk to Adele for me, she's been ignoring me completely." 

"You don't want to know why.", I mumbled and he raises an eyebrow, "I said, I will make sure that I do."