Hopeless

Eight: Turned Sour

Saturday:

I slept like a brick last night waking up to the smell of pancakes
"I hope that's banana pancakes I can smell" I say walking into the kitchen with a smile
"You made me jump, and if course it is" she slid 2 pancakes onto a plate and handed it to me
"Hows your moonwater and crystal?"
"Good, they are charged and ready to go, can I know more about last night?"
"I told you everything" I say mouth half full and a shrug
"You told me you went to the beach, that's it"
"Hm" because thats what happened

My phone buzzed from my pocked
"Speak of the devil" I smiled, glancing up a rose before answering the call "Morning harry" I say happily
"Hey, I'm going to develop those photos today I was wondering if youd like to join me"
"Let me check" I move my phone away slightly
"We dont have plans today so we?" I asked rosemary
"No you can go" she winked at me "I'd love to join you, send me the address and I'll meet you there"
"Sending your way"  Rosemary was giving me that look again
"What?" I say more annoyed then before
"Nothing nothing, you better be getting ready" she smirked

I finished my breakfast and went to make myself presentable, it was alot colder then yesterday so I threw on my black teddy bear jacket as well (outfit start of chapter) seeing harry had sent me the address it was abit of a drive into the city but I dont mind

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I see Harry's car as I pull in parking next to him and sending him a here message, gathering my things before seeing him out the smaller building
"Hey" I smiled stepping put the car
"You ready?"
"Yepoo, I never knew you used film" we begin to walk
"I use digital as well but film looks better for the vibe I was going for" I nodded, he walked quickly and I struggled to keep up with him slightly  "My stuff's on that chair," he walked me into a room where everything was set out, I put my stuff with his and tie my hair back "I'll show you how to do this" he then says taking his positions, after switching the lights off and the red light filled the room

"And... there" he clips the picture onto the string above one of the table
"Got it"  He watched carefully but stopped when he realised I knew what I was doing, it was interesting watching them develop and seeing how they turned out

"Listen to the wind blow, Watch the sun rise" I half sang to myself as I was listening to music through my headphone on one side
"Run in the shadows, Damn your love, damn your lies" I heard harry mumble making me look over in his direction
"Didn't see you as a Fleetwood mac person" I commented turning it down slightly
"Oh yeah what did you think of me as?" He says maybe abit too harshly probably sensing the tone when I just shrugged in response "sorry" he said quietly going back to what he was doing

"Listen to the wind blow, Down comes the night" harry half sung? On time with my music "damn your love damn lies" I look over to him and see him smile at me... properly smile
"Break the silence Damn the dark, damn the light" he went back to the same mumble tone as before and I went back to what I was doing

"You ready for a break?" We were only about half way through the photos
"Yeah," I looked down at my watch it was almost 2pm
"Theres a cafe a couple minutes walk from here if you want something to eat"
"Okay" I shrugged gathering my things

It was a small family business that looked very boho and very comfortable
"Hey moira" harry smiled as we walked in, I guess family friend
"Harry, good to see you dear" she smiled at him widely
"Go find a table, I'll order" he says lowly and I nod going off finding 2 big armchairs that I wanted to sit in

Shortly after he walked over with the tray, black coffee for me latte for him and 2 lemon muffins my favourite
"Are you working tonight?" He asked making himself comfortable
"Yeah, I'm meant to be helping marcus behind the bar which isnt too bad, I know how to pull a pint" I shrugged with a smug smile
"No music?"
"No no, we only have them once or twice a month, I can do with the money so I don't mind helping out" he made a low humming noise, probably thinking

"I.. hm" I started but then stopped myself which grabbed his attention anyways
"Tell" was all he said
"I was just going to say I had alot of fun yesterday, thank you"
"Theres no point making art if you can't have fun" that was very true, I nodded with a smile, harry slightly cracking a smile too

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I ended up rushing to get ready for work because I got carried away slightly with harry developing photos
Not being able to find my usual work attire throwing on a plain black dress, I usually wear Jeans and a vest top when behind the bar because it covers up and is more practical, some fishnets and my docs before running out the door again

"I'm here! I'm not late I'm just fashionable late" i say rushing into the back of the bar
"Nice of you to show up mush" Marcus laughed, he seemed stressed
"Sorry I was in the city with harry and i-"
"Pump. The breaks" Marcus cut me off, he was like an older brother to me "who is harry?"
"My project partner" I smirked pulling on my apron to cover my skirt, I dont usually bother but I like this dress and would rather not have it ruined
"Yeah sure" he scoffed, rolling his eyes slightly
"He is! God you're worse then rosemary sometimes"

The bar was packed I mean... it's a Saturday night what did i expect
"One pint a Carling duck" a northern accent says as I am making some mixed drinks
"Ah, Kev wondered if I'd see your face tonight" regular on a Saturday, says I'm the only reason he still comes in this place he says its too americanised whatever that means
"Of course I had to come see my favourite bar girl" I just give that laugh when you dont want to laugh but do anyways, I put it on his tab and move on with pouring drinks for whoever was next

I see a group of people I really didnt want to serve, trying to get Marcus' attention over the radio but he was too busy trying to impress some ladies at his end of the bar
"Hey I know you" it was one of Harry's friends he had abit of a accent I hadn't noticed before
"Yes you do" I say concentrating on the beer I was pouring, customer service smile engaged
"Louis! It's her again" he called the rest of the over and they all followed

"4 beers please" Louis rests his arms on the bar, tapping his card annoyingly
"Why would I do that?" I laughed, he cant be serious, I know hes not 18 yet because his birthday isn't until December
"Because it's your job" he laughed
"ID please" he confidently handed me a fake, "everyone please" they all hand me them, I didnt have an issue with the rest of them even tho they are also fakes especially nialls, his is a bad fake

"Sorry I cant serve you, this is a fake" I shrugged handing the others theirs back "What can i get for you lads" they tell me all their drinks and I get started on them
"Can I atleast get my ID back?"
"No sorry and if i see you touch a sip of alcohol I'll have you thrown out of here quicker then you walked in" i say confidently, grabbing marcus' attention
"Bitch" he mumbled, I turned and grabbed the scissors cutting his ID straight in half throwing it in the fakes tub

They all walk away, Louis still throwing a hissy fit over my not serving him
"Keep an eye on 5ft7 brunette, underaged" I radioed to Marcus him giving me a thumbs up
"Youngens these days" Kevin scoffed in disgust
"Yep, and my sister wonders why I am single" I light heartedly joked

It must have been 20 mins since that incident before I see harry push his way to the bar
"Wheres Louis id" he said sternly
"In the bin" I shrugged "3.20 love" taking some change from another customer
"You're only making life harder for yourself ivy" he spoke quickly and angrily
"I have a job to do harry, he gave me a fake. I took it"
"You are un-fucking-believable, you know that?" he scoffed
"Can I get you something? You're holding up the line" coldness laced my voice not caring what he said

He gave me a deep sigh tapping his finger on the bar for a second thinking what to do
"I was beginning to think you were okay then you do shit like this."
"If I am such a burden go find yourself another damn partner" I hiss, slamming a glass on the counter behind the bar a bit too hard
"okay mush?" Marcus radios
"Perfect." I radio back
"Fine. Freak." He says angrily... he knows my soft spot

I dont know why. But I just grabbed my glass of water throwing the water on him
"Security! Get him out of here" I wave the security over
"Mush!" Marcus says sternly, I slam the glass down and walk into the back to cool off. God he is so bipolar. Likes me the next is just like his dickhead friends