Happiness together

"Wow"

"Well, you know rule one." I laughed.

"Yes, you taught me that one earlier." He agreed knowingly.

"So rule two, girls are not a coping mechanism." I say, knowing that I was probably one of the sluts he used to get over his true love.

"Not even if they want to be?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Those girls aren't worth your time anyway." I mumbled, lowering my head slightly in embarrassment.

Dan looked concerned but brushed it off.
"Okay, so no sleeping around to relieve myself of stress?" He asked, he made it sound a lot better than how I had said it.

"Don't make it sound like its some kind of medical stress relief drug. " I laughed.

"Is that another rule?" He raised his eyebrow.

"It's rule two point five"

He wrote it down in his notebook and looked up expectantly.

"Can we get some food?" I ask as I hear my stomach growl for the third time.

"Ugh Fatty." He laughed.

"Oi!" I scolded, "Rule three, think before you speak"

He rolled his eye at me before writing it down. He turned the page and wrote down 'king Henry the third' at the top of his page before waving over his aunt.

What a loser.

"Are you two ready to order?" She smiled politely.

"Yes, I will have a chicken sandwich with tangy cheese Doritos and an orange Fanta. What would you like Bex?"

I looked down the small menu to find something my small pallet would allow.

"Could I have the chicken, bacon and cheese panini with a Diet Coke please." I smile sweetly at Carol and she jotted down my order.

"That will be with you shortly." She smiled back.

When I turned around Dan was sitting on his phone, texting frantically.

"Whacha doing?" I ask curiously.

"I'm texting my overprotective mother. She seems to think I've died on the way home from school. She's so dramatic."

All I thought to do was laugh. Never thought the most bad ass guy in school would be sitting across from me texting his worried mother. It was an unusual situation for me.

• • •

About an hour later we had finished our food and were walking around the shops. It was completely pointless to do so because one top in the place costed the same amount as my dad's car.

"Why are we looking through the shops? I can't afford anything here." I moaned.

"Yeah but I can."

I rolled my eyes before wandering off in the direction of the woman's department.

Everything here was so expensive! There's a dress here for £500!! It's completely pointless me being here, the only thing I can afford in here is a bloody hair band. Like a Blair Waldorf hair band, but not as fancy.