Being at work after what had happened this morning and last night didn't make my shift pass by any faster. I was alone with my constant thought of Harry, his parents and those pictures of that girl that I desperately wanted to know who was. He had been so sweet to me last night helping me with my allergies when all Louis and Paige had done was make fun of me. It warmed my heart that he had remembered my allergy though it had been more than a month since I told him. It showed me once again that there was something good inside that broken boy even if he tried to hide it and make everyone believe otherwise.
The door to the diner opened and though I saw familiar faces, my nose scrunched, and I felt my stomach churn. Paige and Louis were seriously the last people I wanted to see after what happened last night. If it hadn't been for them nothing would have happened, but then again I wouldn't have talked to Harry either, so maybe they did me a favor after all. Louis grabbed a menu card from one of the tables and glared through it while I crossed my fingers in hope that they wouldn't recognize me in my stupid uniform and with my hair in a ponytail.
"Hello there," Louis said with a fake smile, and I mirrored him, my smile never reaching my eyes.
"Hi what can I help you with?" I asked politely as if they were any other customers. Paige was holding in a laugh, and I wanted to just slap her across the face. I normally wouldn't think this bad about anyone, but I seriously didn't like her nor Louis. They however seemed perfect for each other, and part of me was glad she had stopped hitting on Harry after he rejected her multiple times
"Two banana milkshakes and a piece of chocolate cake. With nuts," he told me and added the last part with a smirk on his face. There was no doubt he knew it was me, and I couldn't help but wonder what they were doing here. Just like Harry, I hadn't pictured them hanging out in Brooklyn, and I couldn't find any reason as to why they would be here. Maybe they were hiding things just like Harry? But with them I wasn't curious to know what.
I faked Louis another smile, "coming right up," I told him and turned around to get the bananas and milk from the fridge and ice cream from the freezer.
"Good, because I don't have all day," he snapped, and I quickly made the two milkshakes and cut out a piece of chocolate cake trying not to mess up anything. Having them here made me uncomfortable.
"Here you go," I said and placed everything on the counter, as they hadn't moved since they arrived.
None of them said anything, and Paige took a sip of her milkshake and gave me a disgusted look, "it tastes like shit!
"I'm really sorry about that," I said trying to sound apologetic though I didn't feel bad at all. I had made that milkshake hundredth of times, and not once had I had someone complain about it.
"I'm not going to pay for that," she complained, and I just wanted to spill the rest of the shake on in her face. Unfortunately, I needed this job, and I couldn't afford getting fired. 'The customer is always right' an inner voice told me, and I wished I could shut it up.
None of us said anything, and I started doing some dishes feeling their eyes boring through my back. "How much will that be diner girl?" Louis asked, and I had to keep myself together before I turned around. I might work in a diner, but being called 'diner girl' made him sink to a whole different level. I had never thought that low of him, but I now understood that there was no good in Louis whatsoever.
"For one milkshake and the piece of cake it's $5.56 and with both shakes it's $7.96," I told him, not caring at this point whether they paid for one or two, I just desperately wanted them to leave.
Louis placed a $10 bill on the counter, "Keep the change. I'm sure you'll need them," he winked and took Paige's hand on his way out. I hated them. I seriously hated both of them and that was saying a lot. I took the $10 bill noticing the cake was left untouched, and I figured it had just been to let me know that they knew exactly who I was which made me feel uneasy. Was it a threat? I wondered, and I was in serious need to get home and forget about everything.
When I finally got home, I noticed Maya was awake and had a questioning look plastered on her face. "Where were you?" She asked.
"At work?" I stated, but it came out more as a question unsure of what she meant.
"I meant this morning. You didn't sleep home did you?" She asked with a smile, and I wasn't stupid enough not to know what she was implying; however, I wasn't sure she should know about Harry.
"Uhmm," I started unsure of what to say. "No."
"So you and Styles finally did it?" She asked with excitement, and I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Of course not. I wouldn't do that. We did nothing but sleep," I spoke and realized I had said too much.
"So you did sleep there?" Her eyes widened and she clapped her hands.
"Yes, but only because it got late," I said and mentally smacked myself. It sounded like we had most definitely done something. Why couldn't I keep my big mouth shut?
"Don't say more," she grinned at me, and I quickly opened my mouth once again.
"I helped him clean the place after he helped me with my allergies. I slept in one room, and he in another. Nothing happened. And when his parents came home he practically kicked me out."
"His parents were there?" She asked, and I gave her a nod.
"Yes. Why?" I asked confused by her question.
"Because none of us have really ever met them. His dad is at all his boxing matches, but we never speak to him, and his mom is for some reason never there," she explained.
"So you've never met her?" I ask confused about everything. Harry was one big mystery.
"No. I'm only ever invited over when his parents are out of town," she explained.
"And you don't think that's weird?" I narrowed my eyes desperate to know what was going on with Harry and his parents.
"No. I haven't really put much thought into it. Besides I hate when people meet my parents as well. It just kills the mood having them around." She shrugged and asked if I wanted coffee which I happily accepted. Yet I found it strange that Harry never let anyone speak to his parents. Now his behavior towards me this morning made a little more sense. Though I still couldn't figure out why it was necessary.
My not so happy mood that Sunday surely didn't change when I got to school the following Monday morning. Though I had hoped there was some decency left in Louis I realized my accusations had been right: Louis was nothing but a cold-hearted boy searching for attention. "You should have seen her," he laughed. "She looked ridiculous in her uniform and the milkshake was crap. She is definitely poor if she's working in a crappy place like that," Louis laughed while talking to Harry, Paige and some guy I didn't know. I felt my eyes water, and I locked eyes with Harry before I bumped into Louis' side making him know I'd heard everything.
"Oh there we have her. Diner girl!" He mocked after me as I headed inside the classroom, and my heart sunk at the realization that Harry hadn't spoken up for me. He was so much better than Louis even if he could be an asshole, but once again he had just sunken down to Louis' level. And once again, I'd been a fool for seeing the best in him; he just continuously ended up hurting me. I noticed him enter the classroom and he spotted me immediately. I wasn't sure if he had meant to search for me or if it was by accident, but since his gaze lasted a bit longer than what was normal, I assumed the former and one word crossed my mind; Why? Why was he looking for me? His eyes seemed cold and emotionless and I really wished to just disappear. Without even noticing a tear fell down on the table, and I understood that this was just High School repeating itself. The only difference was that this time I was alone. I told myself it was better that way. At least I'd rather be alone than surrounded by people like Louis or Harry for that matter. All they did was leave me more miserable and I had had enough of that to last a lifetime. Why Maya was friends with them I had no idea, but I knew there was more to her than she was showing me. It made me wonder what all these people were hiding. I knew I was hiding things as well, which I wasn't planning on telling anyone, however something told me that their secrets were very different from my own.
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Beneath Your Beautiful (H.S. AU)
Novela Juvenil'True love doesn't only bring out the best in you. It brings out the worst.' When Trinity meets Harry things change, but it isn't for the better. However, she is eager to know what is behind the wall he has built so high around himself, and...
