Bobby's Pov:
'Are we okay Lay lay?'
'Don't lay lay me!' She shouts.
'Sorry'
'But yes we're fine just tell me next time as I could of helped!'
'It was best we didn't and safest!' George interrupts.
She stays quiet debating George's words.
'And to be honest we had it covered thanks to Bobby and Melody's agency' George shrugs.
'Well thanks for making me feel better' Layla replies sarcastically.
'S**t! Sorry Layla I just meant that we had enough help you would of felt left out like I did for a little bit' George looks up at me smiling to signal it's okay.
'It's true Layla' I agree.
I watch carefully as her eyes graze our faces catching every wrinkle of our expressions and creasing as she comes to terms with what we have said.
'Come on you idiots we have a guest' she drags us back to the house.
George and I gasp in fake shock. 'How rude?' We exclaim following after her.
Layla rolls her eyes at us before gently pushing open the grand red wooden door to the house.
'Miss ya sis!' George squeezes her shoulder.
'Me too love!' I bend her over and kiss her.
'Oh get off me you blithering nut jobs!' She chuckles her cheeks lit with the colours of joy.
'Yeah get off my sister you hooligan!' George chuckles.
Once inside the house I see Melody leaning over the counter grabbing a glass her body stretching slightly enough to make part of her stomach show. Melody's body unaware of our entrance is relaxed unlike her usual state bringing out her perfect features even more than usual. My eyes follow her toned stomach movements as she breaths in and out. In and out, in and out...
'Bobby your fiancé is in front of you not over there' George smirks.
I shake myself out of it and quickly make myself isolated from Melody's eye. Hiding carefully behind George's back as Layla makes herself properly acquainted with Melody.
Through the small gap between the sofa and George I watch as they laugh at one another's jokes. There faces gracefully lifting with every soft movement.
'Bobby I think you need to get your priorities in order mate!' He grins quoting one of our favourite films. Harry Potter!
George is a Hufflepuff of course and I'm a Gryffindor annoyingly, I always wanted to be a Slytherin but it must be my braveness that put me there. Layla is a Ravenclaw which no one would have second guessed as she is extremely smart and witty unlike George with his goofiness. Sadly, Layla isn't a massive fan of it so we never really get to discuss it until I stay round George's. We're like children when it comes to Harry Potter. We are obsessed with it, we both read the books at the same time however much we love the films and books though we still hate J.K Rowling. She ruined it for herself. I wonder if Melody like Harry Potter.
'Shut up Hufflepuff!'
'I wonder if Melody likes Harry Potter?' George wonders.
'I was just thinking the same thing!' I smile.
'It's our brotherly bond' he winks.
I chuckle. Layla walks in with Melody holding a tray full of teas and biscuits.
YOU ARE READING
IN THE LONG RUN (BOOK 2 OF BAR BLUES!)
RomansaIt's 4 years later and there is a lot in the air! Do Melody and Bobby meet again? What happens with the smugglers? Is Bobby okay? This book does contain homophobic language and swear words but I will either star them or warn before hand. Some parts...
