Our relationship. It wasn't sonnet inspiring, the story of it won't make thousands want to listen. But it was complicated and it was special to us. It was certainly more than I bargained for from just seeing a boy with a football helmet across the room.


53. Fifty three

"Hey." my dad knocks on the door and comes into my room. "Someone's here to see you." he sees my face and shakes his head. "Not Harry. It's a girl, Leigha?" 

I'm so confused. Why would Leigha want to see me? I'm kind of terrified to go downstairs. I only met her once but I'm already guessing I'm going to go downstairs and she's just going to rub this whole situation in more but surprisingly she looks kind of nervous when I get downstairs. 

"Hi." she says. "Um, do you want to get some lunch or something?" 

I can't quite believe I'm hearing her not sound nasty. "Why would you want to go to lunch with me?" 

"I want to talk." she shrugs. I pause and nod. 


I still can't get over how beautiful she is. I mean, she's definitely not my favourite person in the world right now but she's genuinely gorgeous. I feel like a little goblin or something next to her. We're both wearing jeans and a t-shirt, but she just makes jeans and a t-shirt look like something straight from New York Fashion week. We go to the diner and order drinks and it's very awkward until she eventually says something. 

"I just wanted you to know I'm not a nasty person." she says. "I know I made you guys get into that argument when we all met and yeah I kind of did that on purpose but that was some petty thing. I was upset, I was protective. It's not fun when the father of your child has a new girlfriend, you know?" 

I nod. "I get that. But you also slept with him a few days back-"

"He told me you broke up." she frowns. "I swear Alice, I would never have gone that far if I'd have known you were still together. I didn't know until you walked in and then I made him explain and I haven't spoken to him since. I've just made sure my mom's there when he picks Robin up but I'm so angry with him and I'm so sorry. I am."

I sigh, shaking my head. "It's not your fault. It's all good."

She smiles, kind of amused. "Sorry I was such a raging bitch to you."

I laugh. "I'd be a raging bitch if I were you."

"Hey." she leans forward. "This sounds sad but I feel like we should have a sleepover. You know, we both hate Harry right now and I actually really like you now jealously isn't clouding my vision."

I smile, nodding. "Alright. Why not?"

It's all very weird and random but nice too. I mean, it is completely weird to have a sleepover with some girl I don't actually know but I do really like her and I still wouldn't want to get on her bad side, but she's a nice person really. We actually talk about a lot that night. It's not uncomfortable to talk about how upset I am with Harry to her, we both talk about what we want to do in the future, she opens up to me about what having a baby so young is actually like. 

"I mean, I was sixteen and I was absolutely terrified." she says. "But I couldn't get an abortion, I couldn't give him up for adoption, I had to handle my own mistakes. And I was really ambitious too, I had major plans for modelling, however stupid that sounds."

"That's the least stupid thing I've ever heard!" I tell her. "You'd be a perfect model."

She laughs, shrugging. "I mean I hoped I would. I wanted to go to New York when I was eighteen but I guess that didn't work out."

"It still could one day." I tell her. "I mean, seriously, I know he's a toddler now but you still have the best body a mum has ever had."

She grins. "I really like you."

I laugh. "It's true!"

She smiles. "Well thank you. It's probably the easiest experience out of this whole thing."

"What was the hardest?" I ask, curious. It's so interesting to hear about this whole experience. I've heard about it from Harry but all I really heard is that he was scared but from what I can tell, the rest of his life didn't change too much from it, not like Leigha's. 

"Probably the looks I get in the street." she says. "They all look at me like I'm some awful person, like, I get it, I made a mistake but I'm a mom now and I love being a mom and I love my son just as much as any mother does. People just don't seem to get that."

"That's horrible." I frown. "I don't get that whole thing about young parents where they're awful people. In fact, I think they're some of the strongest people. Like yeah, you made one mistake but you have dealt with it amazingly. Parents have a hard time when they're in their thirties, you have to be one strong person to be able to be a parent when you're sixteen."

She smiles at me. "Thank you. That's the nicest thing anybody's ever said to me."

I smile back. "It's fine."

She gets her phone out and grins at me. "I feel like we should post a picture of us together, just to make Harry confused and annoyed and everything he deserves."

I laugh, nodding. "Yes, good idea."

I have this really warm feeling right now. People underestimate how much kindness can affect somebody in the best way. 

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