Misses Who? (Sequel to Mrs. Styles?!)

Chapter Four

Composing myself I slowly put my shirt on and rush to the door. I really hope it's not Harry I'm not ready to see him and I do not want to see him ever again. Putting my visibly shaking hand on the doorknob I open it to see a stranger. The woman looks to be about the same age as me.

"Ciao, parli  inglese?" She says which means 'Hello do you speak English'.

"Sì", I reply saying yes in Italian.

"Awesome my name is Jay. I'm your next door neighbor it's so nice to meet you." The pale skinned, brunette with wavy hair informs me.

"Thank you! You as well my name is Jessica." I say inviting her inside.

As we sit on the couch she tells me about our city and community. The best places to shop, eat, and relax.

"Do you know where I can buy silverware and food? I have nothing here" I ask noticing how hungry I am.

"Yes we have a store around the corner I can show you where it is. I'm sure you're hungry from your flight."

"Thank you I'm starving let me go to my room and grab my purse maybe we can go out for dinner after?" I ask hoping she'd like to come. I'm in a new country and I'm definitely going to need a friend if I'm staying here until the baby is born.

"Yeah sure we have an amazing cafe near us with the best food when I first moved here I ate everything there."

"Mmmm I hope they have pizza I know it's stereotypical but they make it the best here in Italy. Last time I came here I ate a whole pizza."

"Yeah the pizza here is definitely not how it is in America which is where I'm from."

"Exactly London does not do pizza justice. I don't mean to intrude but why did you move here? America is way farther then London you must've taken a long flight." I ask as we make our way to the store.

"Oh you're not intruding I'm happy theirs finally someone the same age as me here this place is filled with old people and teenagers. It's like there's no one in their twenties. I can finally have a friend my age! Honestly..." She replies pausing. " I moved here to escape from my abusive boyfriend. Anyways we have reached our destination." Jay continues opening the door for me.

"Thank you and I'm so sorry." I say making my way in following her to the silverware section I put some plates, bowls, spoons, forks, knives and butter knives in the cart. Thankfully I already brought my coffee and tea maker and mugs with me from home.

"No problem let's go get you some food for home. Do you want to drop your items off at home and then go eat dinner?"

"Yeah I don't think I should be carrying the bags to long." I say putting the silverware in the cart and making my way to the vegetable section I get my greens, carrots, and squash. Then getting some grains, legumes, lentils, and beans.

"Okay I'm done. Let's go to the cash register. Do you think they'll let us take the cart that way we don't have to hold the bags."

"You don't need to worry about that they'll hold the bags for you. They have workers specifically for that."

"Oh thank god I don't have to tell her then" I exclaimed mentally not wanting to talk about my pregnancy.