I was working again today. I had this thought nagging me all night.
Why Harry said I couldn't talk to that boy? He doesn't even control my life so why does he act like he does?
I served some people before finally taking a donut and hot chocolate over to a boy sitting in... Harry's spot?
He was on his phone flicking the screen. He had his legs up on the opposite chair and he was slouched in the seat next to the window.
"Here's your food sir" I put it down carefully. I looked up to see his face.
"Your the boy from yesterday?"
"And your the girl from yesterday" he stated.
"Well obviously, I work here" I rolled my eyes. "I'm Scarlette" I shook his hand.
"I'm Niall" he smiled.
"Can I ask you something? Niall?"
"Yeah. Take a seat" I pulled out the chair before he could take his legs off and they landed with a thud.
"How do you know Harold?" I leaned in.
"How do you?" He retorted.
"Seriously? I go to school with him. Now answer the question"
"I used to do some stuff with him" his fingers quoted the word "stuff".
"Drugs?" I barely whispered.
"Aye. Don't go around telling everyone now you hear! How do you know anyway? You two together or something?" He took a sip of his drink.
"Excuse me. No, we are not together! Why? Are you and him together? Jealous?" Was that a good comeback? I thought to myself.
He jumped up and half of his drink spilt. "How. Dare. You."
"Get out of my seat!! Get out Niall!! God damn it Scar! I told you to stay away from him!" Harry shouted out of no where.
"Hey!! What's going on? You two boys get out! And you Scarlette! You're fired! All of you get out of my shop!" Bill shouted over everyone.
Niall ran out and Harry walked out and sat on the bench outside.
"But Bill. It wasn't me"
"No buts. I saw what happened. You were the centre of it. Sorry but your time is done. Bye" I can't believe he just said that to me. I pulled off my apron and slid my hand across a just set table until all the glasses, cutlery, vase, and sugars came crashing done to the floor. Then I stormed out and across street down to the beach.
"Hey Scar! Wait up!" I heard Harry shout. I stopped and waited. We walked down to the beach in silence.
"How has your day been Harry?" I didn't know what else to ask him.
"I-I well I," he took a breath, "Scarlette, will you accompany me to my sisters funeral?"
I feel like I just chocked. Why would he ask me?
"Um, when is it?"
"Next Friday. Will you?" He looked so pleading.
"Okay." I gave in. He hugged me and then quickly pulled back realising what he just did. I gave him a sympathetic smile. My phone started ringing and I looked at the caller id.
"Hello Ashton!"
"Um hey Scar! Where are you?"
"Um... Walking? Why?"
"Where?"
"Along the beach pathway?"
"Was that a statement or question?"
"Ashton. Why were you acting so weird the other night?" I Thought I should at least know.
"Weird about what?"
"Harold" I whispered and shouted.
"Why are you with him? Why did you lie to me? I told you not to be near him scar!"
"What?? How would you know?!"
"I can see you Scar. Just remember, you can never hide anything from me". He hung up.
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Hey, so sorry for the delayed update :(
I never have time and this chapter is pretty crappy :(
Anyway, I have tests next week and then two weeks after that, so, I'll TRY update Monday/Tuesday and Friday/Saturday :)
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