Invisible 2 (H.S. AU)

Chapter 32

Victoria's P.O.V

After me and Harry managed to pull ourselves out of the comfort of his apartment, he drove us up to a restaurant I'd never heard of.

"Rams Horn?" I asked as we pulled in the lot.

"Yes, this place is amazing you will love it." He assured me.

Once we got inside, I realized it was just my style. it was a booth- type restaurant like an old diner but with a totally different color pallet. Greens and browns not subway-tile white and blacks.

The waitress came up to us then.

"Table for two?" She asked sweetly. I noticed her giving Harry an extra long glance that I didn't feel was needed.

I vice-gripped onto his arm and spoke before Harry could. 

"Yes- just me and my boyfriend."

The waitresses eyes shot over to mine and she gave me a very dirty glare. She seemed to have forgotten I was even there.

Harry gave me a strange look, but I was too busy in our showdown glare to acknowledge it.

"Of course, right this way." She sneered.

I took Harry's hand and followed right after her, making sure she kept her distance from him.

"Is this good sir?" She asked.

"It's fine." I snapped.

"I'm sorry, but I believe I was talking to him." She looked at me then smiled sweetly at him.

Harry looked mutely horrified, he wasn't used to me speaking for him and he sure as hell wasn't used to the good attention this woman was giving him. He was used to people avoiding eye-contact and being scared of him.

"Uh... yeah it's fine." He said, looking down at the table. Why was he shy all of a sudden? Why wasn't he cussing this woman out?

"Can I get you started with anything to drink?" She of course looked at him first.

So he looked at me. "What would you like?"

"Well you already know what I want baby, I'm surprised you didn't just order for me. I'll take a sprite." I smiled at her sweetly, oblivious to the annoyed look on her face.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "And for you?"

"He'll take a Coke." I said.

"Will you let him speak for himself? You seem like a very contorting... girlfriend." She looked down at me and sneered.

"Actually I'm a great girlfriend, but you're a pretty terrible waitress I must admit. What an attitude."

"Yes, I'll have a Coke." Harry said.

She ignored him and we continued in our stare down.

"Well?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. "Run along now."

She squinted her eyes at me before she flounced away.

"What is wrong with you?" Harry asked the second she walked away.

"What!" I asked, "She was flirting with you!" I defended.

"No! She wasn't! She was being nice! She didn't do anything!"

"Nothing? You can't tell me she didn't put the attention on you and not me! What a slut." I huffed.

"Where has this come from?!" Harry seemed very alarmed by my aggression.

"I just don't like her."

"Calm down baby. I'm yours. Okay?" He looked at me sincerely.

My hard expression melted when I looked in his eyes. "Okay I'm sorry." I said.

"It's okay. Now lets enjoy our meal and forget about her. Okay?"

"I love you," I told him.