Lolita (h.s) ON HOLD

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I woke up fairly quickly, doing my usual watching of Luna sleeping. The way her eyes fluttered, how she'd pout her lip and how she'd change positions every once in a while. I finally got the courage to get out of bed and walk towards the kitchen. I boiled the kettle and made myself some pancakes, as well as some bacon for Luna and I. The smell wafted through the kitchen, making my mouth water. We never had bacon here, it was very rare. Luna must have wanted a small treat for the both of us.

I ate my portion of pancakes and bacon and put away the rest for Luna when she woke up. I don't know what I'll do today, I don't exactly plan on hanging out with Luna after last night, I'll feel awkward. I sat on the couch and watched some of the news, waiting for Luna to come in. She finally walked throught he doorway, rubbing her eyes and yawning. "I made food, it's in the fridge," I said quietly. I saw her nod through the corner of my eye and walk towards the fridge, taking out the plate of breakfast and walking towards the kitchen island.

The news spoke mindless babble, things that didn't appeal to me nor my ears. I flicked between channels, soon giving up and switching off the tv all together and grabbing a home designs magazine from the coffee table. I looked through the pictures, getting ideas on how to jazz up our apartment. It was pretty bland, but it was liveable. Luna came over to me and sat down next to me, stretching out her legs onto the coffee table and reaching for the remote.

"Oh I forgot to tell you, Harry will be coming over today. We have some... Unfinished business." I almost gagged and squinted my eyes, nodding and getting off the couch to go and make the cup of tea I had forgotten about. I had been drinking tea ever since I was little, taking little sips from my mum's cup every now and then. To this day I still love it- so much.

Luna finished her food and walked to the kitchen to clean up, something she did often. "Harry's here soon so I'll have to ask you to leave when he comes, that ok?"

Her tone bothered me, maybe it was the fact that I knew her little secret and I was disgusted, not sure. I nodded and walked back to our bedroom, taking off my pajamas and putting on some leggings and a t-shirt. I put on some mascara and concealer and slipped on some sandals. I wouldn't leave until Harry came, I loved spending time at home.

Harry came ten minutes later. He knocked on the door loudly and shouted for Luna's name, obviously desperate for her services. His attire was casual, a pair of black skinny jeans and a button up white shirt with his sleeves rolled up. His feet were covered by a pair of white converse, laces untied and tucked into his shoes. He smiled when Luna came to the door, following her inside our little apartment.

"Hello..Lolita was it?" I nodded, his raspy morning voice replaying in my head like a broken record- oh how attractive it was. Small talk was conversed around the three of us, small topics like the weather and politics came up, none of which had any appeal to me. Soon it was lunch time which meant it was time for me to make lunch. Luna and Harry would start their "games" after lunch, which was when I had to leave. Maybe I'd see a movie, I heard the new Jennifer Lawrence one was amazing.

"Luna, do you want me to make sandwiches?" She nodded and smiled before getting up and walking towards the fridge. She clicked her tongue and she looked through the fridge, taking out bits and bobs before closing it with a sigh. "I'll have to nip to the store to get some things for lunch. You'll be alright with Harry right?"

I nodded and walked back to the couch, sitting as far away from Harry as possible. I caught his stare, the way he licked his heart shaped lips and the way his hair tousled to the right- perfection. "So... You're nineteen right?"

I changed my position on the couch to crossing my legs and placing my elbows on my knees. "Yeah" I sighed. We didn't have enough money for me to attend college, so I was nineteen with a shitty job at the corner store. I didn't have many friends, A few from activities I used to do but they were all older than me. One was 20, the other 23 and the other 21. "I'm 23" Harry mumbled. I nodded and cleared my throat. "What do you do?" I asked. Harry seemed like a busy business man, one with alot of secrets.