I wish I had brought an extra jacket, or can predict the temperature because the walk to the bus stop is gruesome, and sitting on the ice cold bench doesn't help much either. But I can't complain, since I do this every night I work besides the few opportunities my mum can pick me up. But, again with the word few, that's only sometimes. I'm still saving up for that car.
The bus pulls up with an ear bleeding screech, making me cringe before I stand up to aboard the banger bus, the small amount of people creating life in the brightly lit bus. I didn't care to study the faces of the blokes, but I should have because the moment I step on the bus, I see a familiar face near the back. A pretty attractive one, and gave me a pretty big tip for the "concert". If only I knew his name.
Luckily he doesn't care to look up at me, or whoever was getting on the bus, so I just swiftly tried to walk past him without him noticing. But I guess the stench of pizza dough and tomatoe sauce still clung to my clothes because he turns his head to me, wrinkling his nose. "Hey," He greets lod enough for me to hear, since I'm all the way in the back a few rows behind him. I look at him, pretending like I didn't see him before now. "Hey." I smile back, my knee bouncing up and down. I would rather just ignore him and watch him, see if he actually wants to engage in a conversation with me or is just being polite because I made and served him pizza. But I don't want to come off as a Tosser so I scoot over so he can sit next to me.
"You take the bus?" He asks, his pizza box in his lap with it half eaten. He has a piece in his hand right now. "Yeah I'm still saving for a car." I can't just keep labeling this guy as just a bloke who heard me singing at a Pizza shop, so I introduce myself. "I'm Niall, by the way." I look back at him. "Harry. I would shake your hand but, I don't want to set down my pizza." His voice his slow and a smirk spreads to his lips. I laugh, understanding since I would rather eat food than kiss a girl. Then again I wouldn't kiss a girl, because I'm not into females.
"You make very good pizza by the way, phenominal." Harry takes another bite of the small triangle. "Thank you." My still bouncing knee suddenly becomes interesting, wondering if my little sister is home yet or not. I won't say that she's my world just because of her illness, this isn't a movie, we're not actor's with fake feelings, but I do care about her a lot and worry. I'm scared that she'll be gone when I'm not there. I won't even get to see her for the last time or hear what she has to say. She has level 4 skin cancer, which is fatal. She spends most of her time in the hospital, but sometimes when she's feeling her best she likes to stay at home for a few day's until she pukes blood again. Then she has to go back. I remember Lux telling me yesterday that she plans on coming home tonight so we can all have a movie night.
"So why are you taking the bus? If I remember correctly, I think I saw you in a car at some point." I continue the conversation with the silence killing me. "Oh yeah it just ran out of gas." Harry waves it off, offering me a piece of his pizza. "No thanks." I shake my head, stuffing my hands in my sweat jacket pockets. "Come on it really is delicious." Harry moves the box closer to me. "No really I'm -" I lick my lips, giving into the pizza calling my name. Just one piece. He paid for it after all and I made it specially for him. "Thanks." I take a piece, taking the first bite.
It's awkward now, and I can't help but get the vibe that Harry wants to go back to his seat but doesn't want to be rude. I wouldn't mind it, this is awkward for me too. Especially since I find him attractive and want to get to know him.
The bus itself get my attention when it comes to an unrouted stop, loads and loads of car lights lighting up the streets.
Why is it stopping?!
"Uhh what? No, no," I speak to myself, sitting up in my seat so I can look at the bus driver. "Sorry folks, looks like there's some traffic. I guess there's a car crash." The bus driver announces, not really fazed by the dilema. But it affects me, I need to get home to Lux. This is the first night in a while she's gone home and I want to spend it watching movies with her and eating loads of food. She's the most bubbly soul I know, and she brighten's up a room when she walks in it. She lost her hair, and still jokes about it to lighten the mood when my mum would stare at her in pity, wishing she could have a normal childhood like every other little girl. But she's happy, and for her age, understands what's up with her. Honestly, I wonder what she thinks about when she sit's in the hospital bed all day. I've seen her cry before. I was going to surprise her in the hospital and through the window, I could her twidling her fingers and silently crying. I so badly wanted to just walk in and hug her, but I just knew she wouldn't want me to. I came back the next day, when she wasn't crying. I still wonder why she was crying, though I have a vague idea.
"How long is this gonna take?" I wine, looking out the window at line. It's pretty massive, and it answered my question. "'Scuse me, Harry." I stand up, waiting for him to move. He looks up at me before doing so, scooting out into the aisle. I move around him, not saying another word as I walk up to the bus driver. "Can you let me off please?" I lean down to talk to him. "Sorry lad, I can't do that." I bite my bottom lip, already frustrated. I know I'm overreacting but I just really don't want to let Lux down. "Please, I need to get home." I won't explain why because I don't want to guilt him into breaking the rules, but I just might if I need to. "Sorry. Have to wait for the next stop. Which won't be for a while." I let out a breath, rubbing my sweaty hands over my face.
Instead of argueing, I just force open the doors and start jogging through the streets so I'm not in the cars way. I don't walk, I run the rest of the way home. Well, until I get tired and walk. But I try to run as much as I can so Lux won't have to stay up too late, or fall asleep while watching the movie. Thankfully mum dumped her crummy boyfriend before now, because he a gob shite and as useless as tits on a bull. I told her that, that I didn't like him. And in the end I got to say I Told You Say but I didn't really because I would never say that to her. Especially since she cried just a bit and I couldn't help but hug her and make her feel better.
Running/walking for the last 45 minutes was worth it when I saw our house, the lights on and waiting for me to enter it.
"Niall!" I hear the sound of Lux's voice when I walk throught the front door. "Hi princess." I smile at her, walking to the couch where she's perched and give her a bear hug. "Hey, Niall, what took you so long?" Mum walks in, doing something with a ball of cookie dough. "There's was a crash, but I walked instead. I wasn't going to miss movie night with this little thing." I turn to Lux, pulling her tighter to me, her giggling vibrating on my hoodie covered chest. (he's in a grey EdSheeran hoodie) I release her, not wanting to hurt her but she just keeps laughing, sitting up on my lap to put my hood over my head, pulling the strings to tighten it around my head. I pucker my lips, making them the only thing sticking out of the hoodie. I faintly hear Lux giggle again and peck them when my lips return to a normal pucker instead of looking like a duck.
"So what movie are we watching?" Lux has been going through all the films we own, having a hard time choosing one. "Ummmm." Lux hums, holding two movies she can't choose between. "First tray is done." Mum presents a plate full of fat cookies, making me furrow my eyebrows. "What's wrong with them?" I pick one up, examining them. "Nothing, they're good. An Oreo is in the middle." I smile, glad that American food is being sold here in the UK. I don't fancy most of them, but Oreo's are the best in my opinion.
"Ohymygod." I groan, dropping my head back as I chew the warm bakery, thinking it's like chewing a piece of heaven. "I love these." I take three more, holding them in my hand to eat right after the current one is swallowed.
"Okay I got one!" Lux shouts, holding up the film case. Spirit, the horse movie. It's a childrens movie, yes, but I have to admit I kind of love that movie. But that's my own little secret. Lux sits back down next to me, Mum on the other side of her.
Lux ended up falling asleep during the movie anyway, and Mum went to bed in the middle so she won't be tired for work tomorrow. So now it's just me with Lux asleep on my lap like I'm a pillow.
I wonder what Harry thought when I rushed off. He was probably relieved that I left, since he wouldn't feel the same to me anyway's. He probably has had a lot of girlfriends and has no interest in dating a Pizza Boy. Luckily, well, I hope, he won't return to the shop because as much as I want to know him, I just have a feeling he won't care if we know each other or not.
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