Where Do Broken Hearts Go? | Unexpected Series Book One

Chapter 88: Love Lies & Fudge Cakes

Harry's POV

I gently place my knife and fork onto the plate and finish the last of my coffee. Not the best food in the world but enough to fill a hole for now.

I look across at Beth as she wipes her face with a napkin and takes a sip of her orange juice.

She looks tired.

Happy, relieved, but tired.

I can see a slight darkness under her eyes and a pale tone to her skin, reflecting all she's been through in the last few days.

I should take them all away somewhere for a few days when Chloe's fully recovered.

Some place sunny and warm so she can relax and regain her normal sparkle.

Maybe I should bring up L.A. again and really try to convince her to come along.

"Proper food will be nice," the darling girl across me says, breaking me out of my thoughts.

Absolutely.

I'm about to agree when I suddenly hear some giggling and whispering voices behind me as well as those fake camera noises from a phone.

Why am I not surprised?

"And privacy," I end up reply before looking over my right shoulder to confirm my suspicions.

Beth lets out a surprised laugh though and I guess it is kind of funny to see the ridiculous selfie the girl is trying to take that she's not even in.

I turn back around and face Beth again.

"Unbelievable," she says, "you wouldn't want to be picking your nose or scratching your arse, would you?"

Sometimes she really does come out with the last thing I expect someone to say in these situations.

Maybe that's why I'm so drawn to her.

She doesn't take everything so seriously and is so self-deprecating.

It's so different and makes me so...relaxed.

I instantly start smiling like a loon at her.

Get a grip Harold.

"Ready to head back?" I ask.

"Yep, I've had enough," she says and stands up, grabbing our tray and taking it over to the return area.

We head out of the cafeteria and the girls are blatantly taking photos of us now.

I'm thinking I should say something to Beth when I feel a sharp pinch on my arse which makes me jump and the girls at the table gasp as I spin around to face Beth.

"What did you do that for?" I ask as I rub the spot where she just pinched me.

"Cause I can," she replies with a smug little smirk on her face.

Seriously, I can think of other things she could be touching instead.

"Yeah," I reply, "you can," I nod, reaching for her hand to pull her along with me, but I think better of it and wrap my arm around her shoulder instead, pulling her body so it snuggles into mine and I lean down to whisper in her ear.

"Though you realise, I can do it too," I say in a low voice, my hand slipping from her shoulder and to her bottom before I squeeze it, earning a little gasp in return.

I want to hear her gasp like that again.

Repeatedly.

My pants are starting to tighten a little and I know I have to stop so I kiss the top of her head and reach for her hand instead.