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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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23. Chapter 22

Today was the day I was meeting Harry, well maybe. I have no money, I guess I could borrow some? I really need my old job back, like desperately but they will never give me it back James made sure of that.

I was back home, my mum would say where I belong but I wouldn’t call it that. I belonged with James, he wanted to come here. Where he goes, I go. I got a job at a bar down the road to where I live, it was a stylish place lots of rich customers. I can’t tell you how many tips I got, it made me happy. James said a little too happy, I poured a man’s drink before going to the back for a drink myself. I downed a glass of whisky my favourite, and wiped my forehead. Luke my boss came in at that moment, looking at me.

“What are you doing back here?” he asked.

“I just needed to take a break, sorry I’ll go back” I moved past him.

He held my arm stopping me from going out the door “Stay, take a break you work hard Jay” he smiled.

I nodded sitting down on the chair, my body started to shake. I was hungry, I hadn’t eaten in what 4 days? I was losing weight quickly, in ways I looked dead. Working here paid the bills at least, James and I spent most on drink.

“How are you?” he asked.

“I’m okay, sorry I’m feeling a little unwell.”

“Go home, we can survive without you.”

“I need the money” I frowned. “Don’t worry, I just need a minute then I will be fine.”

He sighed “You’re always difficult, how about I give you the money?”

I shook my head “That’s not fair, please I don’t want any charity.”

He went out the room coming back with £20, he handed it to me willingly. I sighed as my hand curled around the note.

“I will pay you back” I promised.

“Let’s call it a bonus?” he laughed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I nodded “Thanks again Luke.”

James waited outside for me as usual, he looked surprised to see me.

“You’re early.”

“Luke let me go home early, he gave me this” I showed him the £20.

He shook his head “We’re not accepting that” he ripped up the note.

I stared in disbelief as I watched the crumple bits of paper fall to the floor, I looked up to him my face cold.

“What the fuck?” I shrieked.

“You want to be treated as a tramp?” he shouted.

I stepped away from him, wincing at his tone.

“No but…”

He shook his head coming closer to me, his hands resting on my back.

“We don’t need money when we have each other” he said bringing his lips to mine.

My anger drained from me the more I craved him, I kissed him back losing myself.

“Come on” he pulled my arm back into the club.

He went out the back where I had left Luke, I followed unwillingly cringing at what he would say.

“James” Luke tried to smile.

“This girl here” he pointed at me, “Don’t ever give her money again, do you hear me?”

“It was nothing really, I…”

“No” he roared. “She is not your charity case, she is not yours to look after do you get that?”

“I understand it’s just…”

James lost it pushing Luke against the wall, he punched him hard in the stomach. I froze watching him, what is he doing? Luke cried out as James hit him again, my hands trembled.

“Have I made myself clear?”

Luke nodded crouching down on the floor, James nodded going out the room. I stood there for a second before going up to Luke.

“Luke I don’t know what to say, I’m…”

“Get out of here” he shouted.

“Please Luke.”

“You and he don’t belong here” he screeched, I ran out tears falling from my eyes.

James sat down outside his head in his hands, I didn’t know what to say I had nothing to say to him. I walked away, leaving him there. I heard footsteps from behind me, I knew it was him but I carried on walking. After 10 minutes the footsteps came to a halt.

“How long are you going to keep this up?” he asked.

I looked at him “How could you?” I cried.

“I lost it Jay, I’m sorry I didn’t mean too” he frowned.

“I don’t have a job anymore, you don’t have a job how the fuck do you expect us to survive?”

He took a step closer I punched him hard pushing him away from me, he ignored me pulling me closer to him. I cried into his chest, my arms wrapped around him.

“It’s going to be okay, everything will be okay I promise” he whispered soothingly.

From that day I have made sure never to borrow money from anyone, but that means I can’t see Harry. I tapped my foot on the floor, I could ask… You dare go to them and I will never talk to you again, you are not Lexi my conscious said coldly. I agreed and called the only person who I would feel okay to ask.

“Hey?” Dan said.

“Look I know I never ask, but I am sort of desperate I don’t know. But can I please borrow £30, when I have the money I will give it back to you…”

“Jay calm down, of course I’ll meet you?”

“Okay can you meet me at the train station?”

“Okay leave now, I’ll meet you in 10” he hung up.

I wore my black dress and converses with a denim jacket, I touched up my mascara before going out the door. The walk was long and tiring, but that could be because I’m lazy. He was already there when I arrived, I greeted him with a smile. He hugged me tightly and handed me the money.

“Thank you” I said kindly.

“That’s cool Jay, where you going?”

I shrugged “Nowhere in particular.”

“Hmm” he murmured before going.

I laughed buying my ticket to London and waited for the train. The train approached and everybody gathered around waiting to get on. I waited for everyone to get on before I got on sitting at the back of the train. I text Harry letting him know I was on my way, god what if he changes his mind?

I’ll be there in an hour.

See you soon – Harry.

It was happening again,I was losing myself to another guy. I will never say a bad word about James, never. But when I was with him everything seemed different, I was different. I became wilder, more out of control. Since he died I became worse, not caring about the consequences. I’m ruining myself, and I have no hope in stopping I was in too deep. Harry, he well he’s different. He cares, he wants to help me, he doesn’t like how I am. I am not going to change myself for him, I am who I am. I have missed the feeling of love, the feeling of being appreciated. My feet ached, my head hurt I was tired, I felt weak very weak. £20 was used on the train fare, maybe I could buy myself something to eat before I met Harry? Then he would have no reason to judge, my arms folded into each other keeping me warm.

“Hey beautiful” a bunch of boys chanted.

I rolled my eyes looking away from them, people like them make me cringe.

“Aw are you shy?” one of them said.

I looked at them in disgust “Tell me, do you think it is acceptable to talk to a girl like that? Because honestly it makes me feel physically sick. You aren’t even good looking, you have no hope. Grow the fuck up” I shouted silencing them.

My lips closed shutting me up, someone with a mouth like mine can get into some serious shit. I listened to my music and focused on something else. London was the next stop on the train, my heart rate accelerated. I stood up and got off the train, I looked around for a shop or some place I can get something. A big crowd of people was gathered around a shop, damn. I walked in the opposite direction when I heard a voice, a familiar voice.

“Jay” he shouted.

I looked back to see Harry standing there, more eyes focused on me. I tried to smile going over to him, I guess I’ll have to wait a bit longer to eat.

“Harry” I said loud enough for him to hear.

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