When You said 'Rock Me', Is This What You Meant? | l.t (Book l) [unedited]

Chapter Three

A/N: How're you liking it? :) I quite love this beside the fact it's somewhat used :) Don't worry, it'll get twisted C;.

For the second time today, I was on the roads. Honesty was still slightly sleepy from her nap, but she'll probably awaken when we get out and she runs around with Sebastian's kids.

I pulled into the parking lot, beside Sebastian's black Sedan with the carseats visible in the back seat, and a silver Mini Cooper.

I made sure not to bump into the silver car as I opened my door, and got Honesty out. I led her out of the small space, and sighed a sigh of relief when we managed not to scratch the car. I smiled down at the little girl looking at the restaurant with excited eyes.

"What're we waiting on?" She squealed, tugging my hand. I laughed, and let her lead the way. I let her pull the door open too.

"Go sit with Uncle Sebastian, I'll get your food." I winked at her, and then made hand gestures to Sebastian.

I walked up to the counters, and a young man was standing in the front of the line. I stood behind him patiently, but kept looking up at his curls spilling out the bottom of his loose red hat. I took in the rest of his outfit, a simple white t-shirt and dark wash skinny jeans. I also noticed his tattooed arms.

"I can see you looking at me from that mirror up there." His deep voice said amused. I blushed, and looked at the mirror. I stuck my tongue out at the familiar looking boy. He chuckled, and turned around, his lips tugged into a smile.

"I'm Harry." He said, holding his hand out. A twinge of recognition sparked through my stomach, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I smiled as I grasped his warm hand.

"I'm Zoe." I said. He nodded and turned around when the cashier called 'next'.

I didn't fail to notice how much food he bought.

"Dude that's a lot of food!" I snickered.

He turned around again, smirking at me and shrugged. The total was fifty pounds!

"Wow." I muttered under my breath.

"Don't judge, honey." He laughed. I rolled my eyes playfully at the pet name.

"Where are you from? You don't sound like you're from around here." Harry asked while he waited for his food.

"I'm from North Carolina, but I moved to Doncaster with my Mom, brother, and my sister, and four years ago we all moved to London." I explained, he nodded.

The worker placed his two trays on the counter, which Harry snatched up, juggling them both with his two arms. I quirked a brow, and almost offered to help, when a man around the same age and a buzz cut took one.

I turned around, and ordered Honesty's food, as well as mine. It was served up much quicker than Harry's.

I turned around with the tray, and walked to the table inside the play area for children.

"Honesty, come eat before you play more." I called.

"Coming!" Her adorable voice called through the empty room.

I smiled as I sat down with Sebastian and his wife, Rachael. She had shoulder length, straight dark blonde hair, tanned skin, and brown eyes. I think she said she came from somewhere in Spain. She had grown up here, so of course she had the british accent everybody owned around here.

"How're you, Zoe?" Rachael asked.

"I'm doing fine, for now." I smiled. She nodded, and looked at her twins, Victor and Victoria.