The Deadly Seven |H.S|

Chapter 3

It had been almost a week since the night at the club, I was at work today with Ashely, we worked at a little café, it was small and owned by a single old lady, Martha.

It was only us three that worked here but I loved it, the pay was good and I enjoyed it, my hand was healing nicely and I hadn't heard from Luke so I can only assume Natasha didn't tell him that she ran into me.

I hadn't been able to process that night until the day after, I don't know why I snapped at Natasha, I just got so angry, I couldn't stop myself, I'm not mad, it was fun, and who was she to speak to me like that, that wasn't even the part that had my head all messed up.

It was that Styles guy, who even was he, why was he the one to pull me off her and why did he even help me with my hand, he obviously was someone important in that club because he walked around the bar and no one said anything and not once but twice did the security guards automatically listen to him, maybe he owned the bar?

I was on my break at work, I was sitting at the window trying to write but I couldn't get that night out of my head.

"Come back anytime" his words were on replay in my head.

Did he mean that or did he just say it to be polite, he looked straight at me and tapped my thigh when he said that, maybe he did mean it, he doesn't even know me.

"What ya thinking about there" Ashley's voice brought me back to reality.

"Oh no nothing, just the other night, at the club, I think I want to go back there" Ashley looked at me wide-eyed and laughed.

"You want to go back there, they probably won't even let you in after what you did, I'm not going back there, don't get me wrong Eva, I like a little rush just as much as you but I'm not getting killed for it" I just laughed at her, I loved her but she could be dramatic sometimes.

"It's about that guy that was there isn't it, the one that helped with your hand?"

"What?! ...no, I just...want to go out again" I quickly replied to her and she gave me a look like she knew I was full of shit.

It was one hundred percent about that guy, he was so interesting, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

I couldn't control my thoughts so I started to ramble on to her, "well, like why was he so...odd? why did he look at me and tell me to come back? why did he even help me with my hand?  he wasn't security or anything but he acted like he owned the place walking around the bar and shit and he got all edgy when I said his name like it was the worst thing in the world, and when he touched me, it was crazy, like I was a teenager again having a boy hug me for the first time" I looked at Ashley waiting for her to say something but she didn't, she just started laughing at me.

"Fuck off it's not funny" I swatted her trying not to laugh myself but it was useless cause in the next second we were both in a fit of laughter in the middle of the café.

"Okay okay" she started to calm herself down so she could say something to me "just go back and see him then, maybe you could finally sleep with someone again and fuck Luke out of you, worst case is he could be a total dick or some pretentious freak and you just leave"

I had to think about what she said, she was right, I hadn't slept with anyone since leaving Luke and I really needed it and if he's a freak ill just leave, at least I'll be able to put my thoughts to rest.

"Yeah okay....I'm going"

9:55pm

I was in the cab having a mini panic attack, I was so nervous.

Ashley and I finished off at the café for the day and she came over to my apartment for a while, she offered to come tonight but I knew she didn't really want to so I told her I would be fine alone.