Stuck in the Middle

The Langham

My first fan fiction, please tell me what you think and definitely tell me if there are any spelling mistakes, I'll fix them ASAP. Sorry if the bad language offends you, there isn't too much.

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Chapter One

 I sat staring at the indentations of people’s names on a cheap wooden table in a small café. The place was cramped and messy and sat on the outskirts of Auckland’s central city. The carvings were mainly in the table from couples; who put things like “Amy and Tyler 4ever” in a heart into the wood. I traced my fingernail around the various indentations as I zoned out my own boyfriends voice, rambling on about nonsense to my mother, who was eating up every word like an eager child.

It was our one year anniversary, although I couldn’t tell you how many times we had broken up and gotten back together in that amount of time. When I thought about it we had probably only been together about half of that time. Today was one of those days where I was wondering how we were still together. I shouldn’t have been thinking like that because it was our anniversary, but I was.

“Sweetie, would you like anything to eat or drink?” My mum asked me, making me lift my fingers off the table in surprise and onto a menu that Ryan handed me.

“Thanks hun.” I muttered as I scanned over the choices. I wasn’t surprised when I saw that the best thing on the menu was a bowl of fries and some chicken nuggets. I usually tried to eat healthily with my mum around but today I didn’t feel like pleasing anybody.

I pointed to the fries and nuggets along with a strawberry milkshake when the waiter came to get our orders. He was tall and cute with messy light hair that brushed across his forehead and landed just above his aqua green eyes. He gave me a gorgeous smile after I gave him my order and I knew I couldn’t return it, jealousy issues.

Another reason why I wished I wasn’t with Ryan, I was barely attracted to him anymore, especially since his personality had soured every day since I had met him. It saddened me to think about how trapped I seemed to be in this relationship, if you could even call it that.

I glanced up at Ryan and took a long look at him. He still had the same spiked up brown hair and flawless face, lean muscular shoulders and arms that were slightly tensed, I vaguely wondered why. His brown eyes that used to be so warm were empty of emotion and his slightly chaffed hands that used to hold mine so softly were balled up into fists, resting on the old table. His long legs that could always outrun mine in the silly little races we always used to have, were now directed away from my body.

As he spoke I watched his lips move, I had daydreamed about kissing those lips all throughout my first few years at high school, until it had actually happened in my senior year and I didn’t need to daydream anymore. I had craved his kisses through the early stages and had even had fights with him when he teased me instead of just letting me kiss him. But that was nothing, those were the best weeks of our relationship and I still cherished them. Then the cheating had started. And our relationship had turned into an on-off relationship.

Right now, I honestly had no idea why we were still together.

I glanced up at the TV in the corner of the café and noticed One Way Or Another by One Direction playing. I smiled as I watched the boys joking around in front of the camera and it took my mind off of my problems for a glorious three minutes. I sighed as the screen faded to the next song and I opened my phone, ignoring the picture I had of the boys as my background and going onto twitter.