Him ; Bastille

Drinks and Warnings ; 14

"Darling, go and chat with your mother." Kitty's father ushers her out of the room before Kitty can even deny. I on the other hand remain standing in front of the sofa, besides Hunter. Both of us got shown in his office for some 'exclusive' whiskey. I don't really know what the 'exclusive' part means but it's alcohol and a guy like me can never have too much booze.

"B-b-but!" Kitty shouts as he closes the door with a merry belly laugh. I look around feeling awkward. I hope this isn't some kind of interrogation. His my boss and has been really nice to me so far...

"She's such a bright soul, isn't she?" He points towards the door whilst looking at me dead in the eye. "Yeah" I whisper. It just slips out. I feel like I need to cover up that romantic 'yeah'.

"I mean...she's nice." That's when I cringe. That sounded so sarcastic but it really isn't. Fuck!

I shut up (before I can say anything else wrong) as Mr Holland looks at me confusion. He goes to question me — probably — but Hunter cuts him off. Maybe Hunter can see that I'm clearly uncomfortable? I mean...or not.

Mr Holland walks around the sofa, "you and Kitty...if there anything you'd like to tell us?" I shake my head. "I'm not sure...what you're trying to imply?" I falsely laugh. I mean I'm falsely laughing because I'm scared. I'm trapped in Kitty's dads office who also is my boss. He is literally unknowingly keeping me alive and fed and clothed right now, although he doesn't know it.

"Bullshit!" He roars with a smile. "I've seen the way you've been looking at her all night. That flint of love in your pretty boy eyes." I'm not a pretty boy. That's something I'll never be. I hate myself that much. I don't get how people love themselves...like Alice for an example. She thinks she's better than everyone else. It's like she thinks she's god. She ain't god, she's a nasty piece of work.

"No...no..." I anxiously laugh as I try to act like a dude who isn't totally in love with his only friend. The thing is I've overheard Kitty multiple times saying she likes me. We act like a old married couple...but we just don't...love like one. I mean I really want to. It would put things in perspective. "This man can lie, we have to be careful of that in the future." Future? What future? The course is going to be over for me next year, so it means that I'm going to have to move out.

Of course that's...months away. But I really should start be saving instead of wasting it on Nutella and things Kitty likes. I mean I'm living in her house and she excepts me to go rent free, I'm sorry but that's not how I've been brought up. I have to give back. Otherwise I'll feel terrible. She's putting up with my bullshit, day in and day out. Always smiles at the sight of me though...even when I complain all the time. She's the type of girl worth risking everything for.

He then pats me on the back. "Treat my sister well, kiddo." Hunter says as he does that classic stud move where his leg is raised and standing on sofa whilst the other is on the ground. He also holds his whiskey glass tightly, but tips it in my direction. He looks stern as fuck. "S-sure..." I think I've lost every single man bone in my body. I mean Hunter has straight up killed people and I swear down her father is dodgy. How can he go from living on a farm to...being a successful coffee shop founder?

"If you hurt her in anyway — you're the first person I'll come looking for." Okay. Now I'm shit scared of Hunter. Fuck off am I going on his stag do. He is probably going to be hunting me or some shit. "Righty." I mumble under my breath as I point to the door. "Can I..." before I my voice can annoyingly frail off once again this past hour they both break down laughing. "We're only joking. Go on, go and take Kitty home you British Gentleman!" With that I nervously smile. They had me there for a second.

"Can I?" I ask not really sure if they are pretending to be happy despite Hunter saying 'we got him good'. "Go, go..." he clears me off with the back of his hand. I don't bother to say anything else. I awkwardly smile at them both and leave the room with the first chance I get...

That was weird.