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What happens when Harry already has the girl of his dreams, he fell in love with her at first sight and they've been together ever since. She is everything he could ask for, she's beautiful, talented and liked by everyone. But what happens when she introduces him to her sister who is the complete opposite, has he fallen for the wrong girl? (15+)

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19. Chapter 18

Jamie’s POV

We walked to our usual restaurant, I knew the waiters very well… Once we arrived we sat down at our usual table, I went and greeted Dan an old friend of mine.

“Well if it isn’t Jay” he smiled widely.

“You gonna give me a hug or what?” I smirked.

He laughed picking me up, I wrapped my arms around his neck. He spun me around making me dizzy, I kissed his cheek.

“I’ve missed you” he frowned. “Where you been?”

I shrugged “Around.”

“Of course you have, met any guys recently?” he winked at me.

I hit him in the arm “Don’t judge.”

“I’m not” he put me down.

“You with the family?” he looked over at them.

I nodded.

“This will be fun” he sighed walking away from me.

Dan and my family do not get a long, I suppose for a time I used him to get to them. But then I got to know him, he is a lot like me which is why we would never work. I remember he asked me out before I even met James, but I refused him. He and I both knew it was a bad idea so we remained good friends. I sat down next to my mum and looked at the menu. Everything looked appealing to me, I was starving.

Dan came up the table “What would you like to drink?”

They all said their orders to him, he looked at me awaiting an answer.

“My usual” I smiled at him, hoping my mum wouldn’t remember.

“No she will have a diet coke” my mum ordered.

I rolled my eyes “Seriously?”

“Do you honestly think I am going to pay for alcohol?” she laughed.

Dan nodded before going away, I sighed sitting back on my chair. I twirled my fingers through my hair focusing on a couple by the window. I smiled as I watched them, this reminded me of the time James and I first went to a restaurant.

James pulled out the seat in front of him and offered it to me, I smiled sitting down in the chair. He sat down opposite smiling at me. I tilted my head as he continued to stare, there was something about him, so mesmerising.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked me.

“You” I admitted.

He smiled shaking his head “If only you knew how much I thought of you.”

My heart leaped out of my chest as I processed the words he had just said. I looked down at the table in an attempt to disguise the redness of my cheeks. A smile played at my lips as I forced myself to look back up at him. He was still looking at me, wonder in his eyes. I picked up the menu in front of me and read it through. I decided to have the cheapest thing they served, spaghetti bolognaise. I’m not a massive fan of mince, but any food is better than no food. Another thing James had taught me throughout the few weeks I have known him. We ate in silence, both too hungry to focus on anything else. It has been a while since we last ate, we managed to save enough money for this meal. James always insisted that I go and buy myself something, but I refuse. I am not selfish, I will share everything with him if he lets me. I put down my fork as I chewed my last mouthful of pasta, I closed my eyes savouring the taste. I wasn’t sure when the next time would be before I could eat again.

“You have a something on your lip” he said.

I skimmed my finger across my lip trying to remove whatever it was. He shook his head leaning closer to me, his face lit up as his thumb touched my bottom lip. I shivered at his touch, I placed my hand over his as I pulled it away from my face. I held it for a long moment before he pulled it away. I frowned as I placed my hands in my lap. I wiped my eyes in case any tears I held fell. He had now finished his meal and wrote down something on paper, he looked at me and stood up.

“Come with me” he whispered.

I followed him, my eyes checking the table.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about that now.”

“I don’t understand” my legs started to shake.

“Run” he whispered.

He grabbed my hand pulling me out the restaurant, we ran down the road and down another until we were certain no-one was following us. He started to laugh as I backed away from him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“You’re kidding me right?” I shrieked.

He rolled his eyes “We couldn’t afford that Jay.”

“Then I shouldn’t have ate” I shook my head.

“Don’t be stupid, do you know how much it kills me to see you starve yourself?” he asked agitated. “How you could go home any minute, but choose to stay with me?”

I looked down “I would never leave you.”

He moved closer towards me wiping the tears from my face.

“You don’t deserve this life Jay, you deserve so much better.”

I shook my head “No.”

He smiled “Always so stubborn.”

I smiled pulling him closer to me, he groaned before kissing me…

“Jay” my mum shouted.

I shook my head, my face was suddenly wet. I frowned realising I had been crying, I looked up at everyone and quickly left the table. I went in to the girl’s bathroom and leant over one of the sinks. Small sobs came from my throat as more tears fell from my eyes. God what is wrong with me? I need to pull myself together. Once I had finally stopped crying I dried my face and joined the others. I ignored their pity looks and sipped my diet coke. I creased my eyebrows as I realised this wasn’t just diet coke, I looked over at Dan who gave me his best wink. I smiled realising he had put vodka in my glass, sneaky sod.

“So you have a boyfriend?” Lexi asked.

“Huh?”

“The guy from last night?” she looked at me as if I were an idiot.

“Oh Jude, no he’s not my boyfriend” I shook my head.

“Oh I just thought…”

“Of course you did” I rolled my eyes.

“You’re lucky Harry was with you last night, you could have done something stupid.”

Harry and I looked at each other, I looked down quickly ignoring his glare. I ordered my usual, spaghetti bolognaise and ate in silence. I didn’t have the energy to speak, I was tired. I got up from the table after I had finished.

“Thanks for the lunch, I think I’m gonna go home now” I smiled.

My mum shook her head “You’re staying with me tonight.”

I tilted my head “No thanks.”

“I’m not leaving you alone tonight, you are staying at mine and that’s the end of it” she ordered.

When will she realise I am fucking 19 years old? I don’t need someone to watch over me.

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