Sway(Wattys 2015)

Thief

I followed Ivan up to a private booth , I sat one side and Ivan sat on the other. We were handed out menus and I scanned it in seconds deciding on having the same as Ivan which was pulled BBQ beef with warm salad.

The service was excellent so we were served in a few minutes. I thanked the waiter before digging in. The food was delicious.

"This is good" I say after clearing my mouth with water.

"I've had better" he replies

"Of course you have"

I continue to eat my food taking small sips of water between bites, Ivan finished before me but I shortly followed.

"I'm stuffed"

"So you don't want dessert" he says

"I never said that"

The waiter comes over with two plates, a chocolate gateaux for me and Eton mess for Ivan.

I pick up my spoon about to cut a piece of cake when Ivan sticks his spoon in taking a big chunk of gateaux and puts it in his mouth.

"What the hell was that !" I say out of annoyance.

"Yours tastes better then mine" he says

"You could of asked , it's called having MANNERS" I joke

"Please May I have some of your gateaux, your majesty"

"No you can't , be gone peasant" I wave my hand in attempt to shoo him off. He smiles and shakes his head, he finishes his dessert and sighs.

"Fine" I huff. I push the plate towards him and he finishes it off.

"What's the time ?" I ask . he looks at his watch before answering.

"2 o'clock " he replies.

The waiter comes over to clear our plates and refill our drinks in the process.

"Is that coke?" I ask

"No it's alcohol"

"And you're driving!!"

"It doesn't effect me" he reassured do I drop it.

"How come I have water?"

"Because you're only 17 and it's 2 o'clock, I'm not giving you alcohol , dirty habits like that are going to make you a alcoholic"

"No it won't" I snap

He gets a straw and puts it into the cup , he positions the cup a few centimetres away from him and signals for me to have some keeping his right hand around the glass.

"A sip" he sternly says

"I can't reach it" he slightly moves the glass forward but it's still not in drinking reach.

I reach out for the glass ,wrapping my small hand over Ivan's larger one.

"Let go" I say. He hesitantly let go of the glass but quickly grabbed my wrist.

"A sip" he repeats. I put the straw in my mouth and sucked,as soon as the liquid touches my tongue I turn my head away and wash down the remaining taste with some water.

"What's wrong?....i thought you liked alcohol" he teases

Ivan takes the straw out of his glass and throws it to the side.

"Quick question.....how old are you?" I ask. Ivan raises his eyebrows at.

"Slightly older then you"