In-between

chapter 20

Okay before we start I would like to make some things clear for you; I’m just going to point some things out and tell you what it means or if has been mentioned in the story before or if it would be mentioned  later on.
Amber’s dad and his departure.
Her mum’s mistake and how she ended up being pregnant.
Harry and Amber’s friendship
Amber and Abby’s friendship
Harry’s brother [Shawn]
how Emma came to Minnesota
how Harry came to Minnesota
If there is any more questions you would like to know about things that has been mentioned before feel free to point it out.

              Harry’s p.o.v
“Long time no see styles.” Dylan greets me as he takes Amber’s previous seat.
I looked at him like he has 4 heads. He has the nerve to show his face after what he did and our conversation when we talked last.
Me and Dylan go way back when I was depressed from my brother’s stupid actions.
I came here to Minnesota from Colorado after Shawn told me to fuck off on 4th of July and I was extremely pissed off and sad when I entered this bar called ‘Light’s up’ that’s where this douche bag was at, also drowning his sorrows in alcohol. We got to talk and we figured we could make a good ass team so we befriended each other.
We went to orientation together since we had applied to the same college in st.paul.
That’s where I had met Amber again, I’ll tell you all about that next time.
I introduced him to Emma and they have been dating ever since. Amber joined our little circle of friends a little after I introduced Dylan to Emma.
“You fucking asshole.” was my first response to his greeting making him smirk even more.
“You’re lucky I speak your language, I missed you too.” He chuckles and I roll my eyes.
“How could you even have the balls to even come here Dylan? After what you did.” I shake my head truly confused.
“I didn’t do anything mate, you twisted it and made it into something else. I just said that you won’t be the same Harry if you lose your touch.” He explains like what he did could ever be justified.
“That’s not what I’m mad about, I honestly don’t care what you have to say about my relationship, you out of all people shouldn’t talk about having a right relationship.” I roll my eyes.
“So what are you actually mad about?” He asks instead totally shrugging of my insult.
“You being an ass to Amber. She doesn’t deserve what you’re doing to her. Telling people you guys had sex when you know how she is about that? That’s low, even for you.” I accuse him and this time he’s the one to roll his eyes.
“I didn’t say anything, people just assumed and it was too late to correct them so I let it be, it’s not my fault for protecting her from getting bullied.” He shrugs as he sips Amber’s coffee.
“And how exactly did you do that?” I ask getting comfortable in my seat.
“You know how kids could be these days, they feed on people’s fear and I made them assume she’s not a virgin or else they would’ve eaten her alive.” He states like it should’ve been obvious.
“So you made them think she was a whore instead.” I tell him and he widens his eyes to argue back.
“Why is it a crime to sleep with someone? It’s not like she ended up pregnant.”
“You guys weren’t dating at all, that’s the problem. People assume things and to learn that she has been fucking you while you were with Emma makes a bad name for her.” I tell him too annoyed to even get into details about this.
“Forgive me for my good intentions but nothing is good  enough for you.” He narrows his eyes like he was accusing me for sticking up for a friend.
“I wouldn’t call it Good intentions Dyl.” I shrug as I take a sip from the cold coffee and spit it back out.
I fucking Hate cold coffees.
“So, if we’re done discussing about a girl who doesn’t give a fuck about neither of us, can we go and catch up?” He smiles his charming smile and I gave him the most ridiculous look at what he’s attempting.
“What’s wrong with this coffee house?” I narrow my eyes at his distaste.
“Well for one, it’s filled with people who actually look forward with their day and people who have no intention of getting wasted all day.” he explains making me chuckle.
“And we’re not those kinds of people, we are people who like their booze.” He laughs when he saw my smile and learned that I was warming up to him.
“Sure, where is my sister by the way?” I raise my brows at him when his face changed from cheery to dull with seconds.
“Ironically she’s been avoiding me, but I dropped her back home.” He clears his throat when he saw the look I gave him.
“Let’s go and drink over the stubborn girls in our life.” I agree to his crazy idea of getting drunk at 10 in the morning.
“I don’t know about you but stubborn doesn’t do the trick, she posses this evil spirit or something.”
“I know my sister better than anyone.” I agree with him and we both made our way to the exit after I payed for both our coffees.
***
“What happened this morning that made you go to the station?” Abby’s thin voice breaks me from the trance I seem to find myself in.
“I told you babe, Amber needed my help.” I tell her for the hundredth time today.
“So then… why do you smell like vodka?” She narrows her eyes at me like I’m lying to her or something.
“Because I went to a bar with Dylan.”
“In the fucking morning?” her surprise catches me off guard because I’ve witnessed her drunk off her ass at 8 in the morning.
I gave her a weird look for an answer and proceeded making dinner like I had promised.
“Anyways, my dad has agreed to meet us here for dinner, thank god he found the decency to even consider the option.” She sighs like she’s relieved or something.
Her dad has married another wife on top of Abby’s mum and that led to a disastrous but obvious divorce. He accepted Abby’s request for him to come and meet me over dinner that I so willingly cook for them.
“Yeah, you told me that earlier.” I inform her as I kept dicing the onions.
“Well you could be a little more enthusiastic.” She pushes my shoulder to the side playfully.
“And I’ve told you that everything is gonna be fine too.” I repeat my reassuring words from before. Guess she wasn’t paying attention.
“I know baby, I know but I can’t help but be nervous and I hate that you can’t be here for me.” she whines and it takes everything in me not to snap at her.
“What do you want me to say? Do you want me to tell you that it’s gonna be a disaster instead?” I softly ask as my attention was mainly on putting the chicken in the oven.
“Not say; more like do.” She flashes me a seductive smile and I had to grip the oven hand tightly before I smash my lips hard against her awaiting ones.
This is what keeps me going with Abby, we could be 0 or 10 now and go all the way to 100 the next.
“Not now baby, your mum is in the next room and I have the chicken in the oven.” I try to explain and be the better person from the 2 of us.
“I don’t give a damn about her, she knows we’ve fucked before.” She chose to comment on that and my heart breaks at how emotionless she sounded.
“Can’t you wait until maybe…after dinner?” I kind of wish she would decline my offer and begs me to take her right now against the counter.
“You have plans with Naomi after dinner.” She reminds me; her pink thin lips jutted out in a pout I find adorable.
“I could always cancel; I’m sure she understands.” I shrug as I remember how cool Naomi is with my relationship.
“I don’t know if I can wait until then, I don’t know if I can face my parents when I’m seconds away from bursting.” She whines for the nth time and it only arouses me on.
“Tell me about it, I’m about to meet your dad for the first time with a hard on.” I smirk which makes her giggle.
“Abby, your father is already here, he’s in the drive way.” Mrs. Walberg kind of warns us like she has been listening to our conversation this whole time.
“Okay mum, I’ll be right there.”Abby answers as she takes her fingers and wipes something from the corner of my mouth.
“You had a little something there.” I watch her slip her finger in her mouth and suck until all her blood collects on that area while she keeps the eye contact.
***
“It’s an amazing dinner Henry.” Her dad’s voice breaks me from all my dirty thoughts going on in my crowded head.
I snap my head to meet her dad’s expecting eyes and flash him a thankful smile not even bothering to correct him.
This is the fourth time mistaking my name for Henry and I think he’s doing it on purpose at this point.
“Thank you sir, I try to cook, not going so well for me so far but I’m glad you liked it.”
“Oh, it’s amazing Harry dear-‘
“Do you live around here Harry?” Mr. Wesley cuts of his ex wife before she could finish her compliment and it doesn’t surprise me he got my name right this time.
I look over to  Abby who was so quiet for the most part glancing between me and her dad nervously.
“Well, not necessarily but I have a few friends around here so I come often.” I try to be polite as I could manage.
You see; being a player or a former player in my case doesn’t require you meeting an intimidating father so this shit is pretty new for me.
“Are  these…friends’ girls?” He asks his eyes catching every  movement I try to pull and every dirty thing I’ve thought of doing to Abby has completely vanished.
I nod not sure where exactly he’s going with this.
“How well do you know these friends?” He narrows at me and I’m starting to wonder he’s interrogating me and not having a friendly chat over dinner at this point.
“I mean we’re pretty close.” I keep my answers short not looking forward to my answers to be used against me.
“With looks like you, you would think you’re anything but a player.” He shakes his head disappointingly and I frown.
“I’m not a player sir.” I answer before he could make assumptions.
If I was still a player I wouldn’t be sitting here getting grilled with questions from my girlfriend’s father but fucking a girl in a club’s bathroom instead.
“I know boys like you Henry they’re nothing but players so I suggest you leave my daughter alone.”
“Dad-“
“Wesley-“ both Abby and her mother tried to argue back but he lifts his hand to stop whatever they were gonna say and they both clasped their mouth shut immediately.
“I think it’s time to leave boy, it’s getting dark.” He flashes me a fake closed lipped smile and lifts himself from the table.
I sit there stunned at how fast things escalated to the point where we are now and I shake my head to somehow clear the fog created there.
2030 words I hope its okay with you.  Keep it coming I'd really appreciate it. Plus English is not my mother tongue so if you see any grammar errors pls excuse me😊