44. Boys

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Cami P.O.V.

"Good evening ma'am. That'll be 23.95£." He smiled at my mum and handed her the pizza as she handed him the money. His eyes trailed towards me as I slowly turned around hoping he wouldn't see me. Luck just isn't on my side today. "Camilla? I forgot you lived here..."

"Hello Zayn. It's lovely to see you again. Mother, shall I take the pizza?" I asked her placing a hand on her shoulder. Why the hell is proper language coming out of my mouth? This isn't a normal thing for me.

"Honey, you didn't tell me you had a new friend. Would you like to come in dearie?" She smiled widely, and I dug my nails into my own arm, faking a smile. Please say no...

"I would honestly love to, but unfortunately I have a boatload of orders to get done. I'm so sorry miss Montgomery." He smiled sadly and she shrugged.

"Another time then? I'm sure Camilla and you can work the details out. Please don't be shy." She scoffed and walked out of the room towards the kitchen.

"Can I speak to you outside?" I asked crossing my arms. I didn't give him the chance to answer before I closed the door behind us. "Since when the hell do you work for Nandos?"

"I just started as a delivery boy. Why does it matter?" He raised an eyebrow.

"It doesn't just... why are you here? When they gave you the address you knew it was mine. So why not have anyone else do it? My mum knows that I don't have many friends so when someone knows me it's a rare occasion . Now she's going to expect me to invite you over and that's not going to happen. I already got to know Harry on a personal level and that didn't work out. How do I know it won't be the same way? I mean it seems as if my mother has taken a liking to you and..." By now I was full on rambling, passing back and forth over the precautions that thier encounter had just brought forward.

"I only came here because there is no other delivery boy and this is my job. I don't want to get fired."

"But why do you need the job in the first place? You're richer then I am even, what's the need?" I know I'm being nosy, but it's just a thought. I don't know why I care so much but I have this feeling inside me.

"I'm eighteen in two a half months, I need to learn how to live on my own, not 'daddy's money'. Maybe you get it, maybe you don't , I don't care what you think. Go ahead make fun of me and this cheesy food hat, but I have pride in trying to make a living ." He defended himself and stepped toward me but I just looked at him sideways.

"Takes guts to step up like that. I like it." I laughed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good. I really have to get going Camilla but it was nice seeing you." He smiled , tongue between his teeth and ran down the stairs to his motorcycle. He put on his helmet and got on, starting the engine and roaring down the street. Hot.

What am I even saying?

But I'm not ashamed.

Turning the doorknob, I stepped inside shutting the door behind me.

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"Chocolate Chunk Peanut Butter pancakes? Is this a rare occasion?" I chuckled, pulling out a chair from the table.

I had spent the remainder of last night trying to sleep and watching hopeless romance movies. My body is not looking forward to walking to school today. Maybe Louis will offer me a ride.

I decide to dress happy today, despite my dying personality on the inside. I'm wearing a floral dress with a cream cardigan and white lacy flats. I had decided to straighten my wavy hair, make a waterfall braid on the side, and put flower crescents in my ears. Hopefully know that I'm popular, people won't notice the bags under my eyes, hidden under concealer.

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