Emily's P.O.V
I looked at the awkward sex scene in a tent somewhere in the woods. Crystal Lake or something? It was with this blonde girl and this other guy in the movie. The girl kinda reminded me Sonnet. I looked awkwardly at Harry as the sex scene continued. He didn't look back at me but he seemed so into it. I laughed as his mouth was ajar.
"Harry?" I giggled, he held a hand over my mouth.
"Shh, this is the good bit." I slowly turned my head towards the screen and the killer guy was there. The guy had his leg stuck in a bear trap and the girl was wrapped up in a tent and was hung over the campfire. Yeah, this was the good part. I smiled to myself. I laid my head on Harry's shoulder. I yawned lightly and fluttered my eyes close.
***
I was woken up by a girl screaming. I look at my watch and we had work in fifteen minuets. I scanned the room for Harry but he was asleep next to me. I shook him lightly, luckily he was a light sleeper and woke up with a slight groan. I smiled as I looked at the T.V, the movie wasn't over but I've already seen it. I walked towards the mirror and sorted out my hair.
I saw Harry sneaking up on me through the mirror as I rolled my eyes.
"If you were smart you would know not to come between a girl and her hair." I didnt take my eyes off his reflection. He stepped closer to my small figure and snaked his arm around my waist.
"I know I just wanna watch." He smiled innocently. I looked at him weirdly as I moved my hair to one side.
"You're a bit weird, aren't you?" I laughed in my words.
"No, I'm not." He whined like a 10 year old. I smiled at his childish behaviour.
"It was a rhetorical question." I huffed playfully. A loud vibrating noise rubbed against the back of my thigh, surprising me. Harry quickly let go of my waist and I instantly felt colder. He sat on the bed and dug around his pocket to find his phone.
"Who is it." I asked innocently pulling my hair back into a pony tail. I didn't get a reply. Uh, I hate when he does that it seriously pisses me off.
"Harry?!" I turned to face him. He was smiling at his phone and chuckled a little.
"Huh? Oh, just someone." He shook his head lightly not looking up from his phone. I rolled my eyes and looked over his shoulder to see who he was texting.
"Layla?" I asked. He looked up at me as he hid his phone into his toned chest.
"You mean 'The' Layla Anderson from college?" I over exaggerated the 'The'. I painted a smile over my face even though I was dying inside. Why is he talking to other girls? Am I jealous? Yeah... Yeah, I am.
"Yeah, 'The' Layla Anderson." He mocked me. "We're kinda seeing each other..." He sounded awkward as he trailed off continuing to text Layla. My expression fell. I felt like crying. Yeah, Layla is like hot but she will just use him. she went to my secondary school, she had a new boyfriend every week. Harry never had an interest in her then, why now?
"Alright.. well are you coming to work?" I spoke weakly. He didn't reply as he continued tap away on his phone. Okay now I'm actually pissed. I walked towards the door and opened it slightly.
"Alright, im going. You keep talking to your slut of a girlfriend and I won't be surprised when she cheats on you with some man whore." Before I gave him time to reply I walked out and slammed the door behind me. I didn't regret saying it, it was true. He will just be heartbroken. I rushed down the stairs and grabbed my things from the door. I pushed the door open and hurried down the street. I don't wanna face that idiot anymore. He is so stupid, how can he be so blind? He's just gonna get hurt.. Just like I did.
I arrived to work quicker than usual because Harry was a slow waker. Just one more of his annoying habits. I dragged myself in and walked behind the counter to get my work apron.
"Hey Emily!" Electra came up to me. I gave her a weak smile and walked to the back to search for Aria. I pushed pass the doors to find Aria. Her long, almost black hair draped down her shoulder and her brown eyes always shined and had a hint if mischief in them.
"Emily!" Her innocent voice coo'd. She smiled at me while she collected the desserts to put them on display.
"What happened to you and Harry?" She smirked. I cringed at his name. I huffed and slumped back onto the beige wall.
"Not that good, we went to the park and then we went back to his house and watched a movie then I fell a sleep and he has a girlfriend and it's Layla Anderson!" I blurted out everything quickly. Aria just nodded. She understood what I said and as usual had advice.
"He's not yours so why are you so jealous." I followed her out of the backroom. She was right, he's not mine. I shouldn't be jealous.. I just don't want him to get hurt.
"I'm not jealous, maybe a little but that's not the point. I don't want to see him hurt." I followed her sheepishly as she set down the desserts under the glass display beneath the main counter. Aria just shrugged and checked the till. I sighed loudly and went to the back to get more cake. I pushed the green door open to find Sonnet and Byron talking. Hopefully he was firing her.
"We can't let you wear clothes like that around here, Sonnet. It's not appropriate around the younger customers." He crossed his arms over his chest. I giggled at the face of disgust on her face as she copied Byron's actions. I looked at the sheet on the wall which told us what we had to do today. I was on waitress duty today and it was a habit to find out what Harry had and tell him cause he was too lazy to find out. He had till Duty like most days. I stepped back and bumped into something.
"Watch it, loser!" Her snobby voice hesitated me. I smiled weakly. I never really was the type to stand up for myself, I was all ways too scared of the consequences. I walked away and towards the cake. I collected a few in my hand and pressed my back to the door forcing it open. I hit something hard making me drop the cakes on the floor.
"Sorry.." I whispered. I bent down to pick up the cake splattered over the floor when I recognise the shoes, it's Harry.
"Let me help you." He bent down next to me, attempting to pick up the cake.
"I don't need your help.." I mumbled, hoping he could here me.
"Huh?" He asked. I stood up in frustration. He knew exactly what I said.
"I said, I don't need your help. I can do it myself." I almost yelled, sending the café quiet. Nobody was here as it wasn't open yet, just the staff members.
"Em, what's wrong? Just calm down." His voice softly caressed my ears but it just made me more angry. why should I calm down? I don't want him to be heartbroken. I felt tears prick at my eyes at the thought of Harry heartbroken.
"Yeah, everything is fine." I lied. He gave me a reassuring smile before moving into the back. I sighed as I walked over to the mop to pick up the mess.
"You should've been so hard on him, he was jut trying to help." Aria spoke as She passed me the mop.
"I know, I don't know what came over me." I sighed. Harry is my bestfriend and bestfriends look out for eahother. I cleaned up the cake and turned the sign on the door to say 'open' as the flood if customers pushed passed.
*******
Sorry it took so long to update I was distracted. Haha omg sorry. It's so funny I fell over on a ride at the fair so now I have a cut on my face. Haha okay sorry, Chapter 6 might be up soon, no promises. ;* Tx
