Saving Grace

Breakfast at Tiffanys?

We pulled up to this little Denny's style Diner that was named Tiffany's. Inside were a bunch of old couples and a few moms that looked like they just got done working out. the place was small but somehow held alot of people. A hostess with Shoulder length hair and straight across bangs smiled at us and asked us how many, After Harry told her, she took us to the very back of the restaurant to a small booth that had red seats and wooden table. As we sat down she poured us a glass of water and two mugs with coffee in them. She was talking to Harry and I assumed they knew each other. As she walked away I decided to ask 

"She was cute! is she your girlfriend?" 

He took a drink of coffee and started to laugh

"No, that's my best friend Nialls girlfriend, Madi."

"Oh," I blushed and cleared my throat  "So whats good here?"

"I really like the blueberry pancakes. And the spinach and cheese omelet" 

"I think i'll get the spinach and cheese omelet" 

"I think I will too" We

We both closed our menus and set them at the end of our table. Our waitress came and took our orders.

"So Harry, where are your parents?" 

"Well, They're not in America. My dad is a huge lawyer in New York and my moms a fashion designer's assistant in Europe"

My jaw dropped and he chuckled 

"Holy shit.. so you're in america by yourself? Do you have a job or any siblings?"

"Yes miss Grace, and I do have a job, I work at a bookstore but my parents send me money every month. I have a sister and a brother but they're older and in college.I see my parents every two months or when they want to come home. They had a  nanny watch over me until I turned 18, and then she left and I was on my own. It's not that bad but it's not that fun.. what about you?"

i was in complete shock. 

"Uhm, my dad passed away when i was born and my mother has never really been around. She works too much and just doesnt really care what I do. She's also a lawyer but she lives here. I have a sister but god only knows where she is. I have a job as well but it's complicated. I only go home to change or sleep sometimes. " He looked at me with worried eyes. 

"Oh.. what's your job?"

"Uh, I'm an escort." He spit out some water

"As in a prostitute?!" 

"No but yes, I escort men to fancy events or on a date. I never sleep with them, I won't even let them kiss me. I make pretty good money."

"Hmm, well what does your mom think about this?"

"She doesn't exactly know, but Like I said, she doesnt really care what I do. I'm never home and when I am she never is. She'll text me every once in a while and ask if i need money or anything but really that's it." 

"Oh Miss Grace.. I'm so sorry." 

I started laughing. 

"Harry, don't worry it's okay, I mean I'm doing pretty alright I guess. "

As I finished my sentence our food came and we dug right in. It was delicious, alot better then I expected. Harry and I argued about who was gonna pay the bill but we came to the conclusion that I'll pay this round if he pays the next. 

The fact that there was even a next made mt heart flutter and my cheeks form a smile. I barelt even know this boy, hero you may even put. But he definitley made me feel something.