Work goes quick for the rest of the week and it’s already Friday! My favourite day of the week! My lunch break just started but today I decided to pack myself a sandwich because I need to save money. I can’t just go out every day and buy myslef lunch, it’s going to cost me too much in the long run.
I sit by myself out the front of Myer on one of the metal benches and eat my ham sandwich. It doesn’t taste that good because it got squished in my handbag, but it's bearable to eat. Lea was off work today because she doesn’t work on Fridays. So I was left alone with Roxy. I like Roxy and all but I just found it easier to work with Lea through the past few days.
I have found myself able to open up to Lea about my life. I’m not one to trust a person so easily but with Lea I feel like she already knows everything. Trust is something I have had lots of trouble with in the past. When you have had trust broken so many times you learn to conceal your thoughts and life, so you don’t have to feel that brokenness again. That’s exactly what I have done and I planned to do when I moved here.
“You’re in my seat.” I hear a deep accented voice growl above me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I lift my head up to see the one and only Harry.
“I don’t see your name on it.” I bite looking away from his intense gaze to eat my sandwich.
“Watch your tone.” He hisses and sits next to me. He sounds like my father. Instead of replying and causing a fight I stay quiet and shuffle further away from him.
“You know you could try to be a little bit nicer.” I tell him, not being able to sit in silence next to him any longer.
“Why would I want to be nice to you?” He bites and I roll my eyes dramatically at him.
“You’re a jerk.” I quietly mumble under my breath.
“What was that?” He asks, tone serious.
“You’re a jerk.” I repeat this time looking over to him bravely.
“Oh really?” He raises and eyebrow. I nod my head and look away.
“Well you’re a bitch.” He says proudly.
“Excuse me?” I gasp. This is the second time he has had the guts to say this to me.
“You heard me.” He smirks and I can see his holding back a laugh.
“You don’t even know me.” I bite. It’s true he doesn’t, we have never had one real conversation and have only known each other for a week, so how would he know anything about me?
“Oh, sorry. Let me see. Little Harmony, perfect girl. Popular girl in school always got what she wanted off rich mummy and daddy. Treated like a princess 24/7. Never goes without what she wants. True?” He asks and I can hear the sinister behind his voice.
Everything he just said, everything he just judge me off. Could be far from the truth. Nothing he said was true. In fact everything he said was the complete opposite.
“That’s what you think of me?” I ask my mouth agape, trying to hold the anger boiling inside.
“I don’t think, I know.” He says proudly.
“You’re a fucking idiot did you know that? Do you want to know what I think about you?” I ask and he doesn’t reply so I keep talking.
“I think you’re a fucked up man who has nothing better to do than flirt with girls and be a dick. I think you try to hide all your feelings behind all of your tattoos and it isn’t working. You think your so cool and know everything. You judge people before you even know them and think everything you say is right. Well guess what harry you’re wrong. You’re a jerk who knows shit.” I practically shout standing to my feet. I don’t know why I went on such a complete rampage but something in me just ticked. His accusation just made me angry and I wanted to say exactly what I feel.
