
Undercover
Breakfast
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"Scott?" I manage to choke out. What? I thought he was at NYU. He should be studying to be an accountant there, not waiting tables at a gang bar
"Yeah, yeah it's really me" he says
"Wow I haven't seen you in years!"
"Yes, you look great!!" He exclaims while I stand up and hug him. Harry stands up too and walks over to Scott and I
"Who's this Belle?" Harry asks, an edge in his voice. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close to him. I know he's jealous
"This is my best friend from high school Scott" I introduce him and I feel Harry relax a little but not let go of me
"And who's this?" Scott asks
"This is Harry" this could not be more awkward considering Harry is giving Scott an evil stare down. Scott doesn't even flinch under his gaze
"So are you guys a couple or what?" Scott asks and I choke on my own spit. Harry looks like he's about to say something so I cut in before he can speak
"No we're not" I say and glare at Harry, removing his arm from around my waist. His jaw clenches when I do this and I have a feeling Harry doesn't get rejected often if at all
"Oh" Scott says
"So what happened to you going to NYU?" I ask eager to change the subject
"Well you missed a lot when you left high school" Scott says
"What do you mean she left high school?" Harry questions
"Yeah, when he was 15 she graduated and went to college. She didn't tell you?"
"No?" Harry says and looks at me. I blush and look down. I'm not one for bragging about my accomplishments
"Oh well she did. And she went to school to become a cop. By the way you should be done with college now so how's the cop life?" Scott asks and I freeze. I look over at Harry and he's staring at me, waiting for my answer. So I take a deep breath and smile at Scott
"Oh no, you're thinking of Vicky, she wanted to be a cop. I wanted to be a tattoo artist remember?" Vicky was our other best friend in high school and she was the one who wanted to be a tattoo artist
"No I'm sure it was the other way around" Scott presses but I shoot him a look that says to go along with it. I can see him connect the dots in his brain about how I'm undercover. I hope Harry doesn't notice
"Oh right never mind" he says and smacks his palm to his forehead. I shoot him a great full look and he nods back at me
"Anyway yeah, I decided to do community college until I decide what I really want to do" Scott says to get back to my question. I look over at Harry and see his glare at me return for rejecting him and I sigh in relief
"Oh you don't want to be an accountant anymore?" I say and I can see Harry getting annoyed
"Well I did originally but now I'm second guessing myself"
"Wow I bet your parents were happy about that" I joke and laugh
"Yeah" he laughs too
"Aren't you supposed to take our order or something?" Harry cuts in angrily and sits back down
"Oh right, what can I get you guys?" He asks and I sit back down too
"We'll take two breakfast specials" he says and hands Scott both of our menus. Scott takes them and walks away
"What the hell was that?!" I ask Harry
"So you do tattoos?" He says obviously trying to change the subject
"Answer the damn question Harry, what's your problem" I ask, annoyed
He rolls his eyes "he was totally hitting on you and you know it. And I can't have him hitting on you when you're mine"
This time I roll my eyes "I'm not your property so don't refer to me as 'mine'. And he's my best friend not some freaky pervert like you"
He bangs his fist on the table "don't!" He pauses and takes a deep breath "call me that" he finishes a lot calmer
"Why Harry? God knows you've slept with every damn woman in the building" I yell back at him
"Damn Belle you're so hard headed! Why don't you just stop being so stubborn and give me what I want!" He yells back. I look around and see that no one cares about two people in a booth yelling at each other. I guess this sort of thing happens a lot
"No I will not be some sex toy for you that you can dump after you're done! I'm sorry I have self respect and am not addicted to sex"
"I am not addicted to sex! And how do you know that's what I want!"
"It's so obvious Harry! I'm the one girl that you can't conquer and you're determined to get me!
And you definitely are Harry! God knows you've slept with every damn woman in the building. You have like a different girl in your room every night! This weekend is probably the longest you've been without it!"
He looks down in response and I know I'm right. A different waiter brings us two plates of food. It smells so good and I hadn't realized how hungry I am. There is two pancakes and some bacon on the plate but it's enough for me. It tastes better than it looks and is so filling I can only finish the bacon and one of the pancakes. Harry clears his plate too in silence
"Look Harry I-" I start to say but he cuts me off
"Let's just go ok?" He says and stands up. I stand up too and he throws two twenties on the table
"No let me pay" I argue
"Look I'm not in the mood Belle, let's just go" he says and I huff and follow him out the door
I get back into the car yet the ride isn't so luxurious this time. The tension in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. We arrive back at the apartment and Harry starts to get out of the car but I stop him
"Look I'm sorry ok? I didn't mean to make assumptions and to offend you. I hate making people feel bad"
"Well then maybe you shouldn't be so stubborn" he snaps
"Well fine then" I say, my voice monotone. I'm not going to fight with him again or even show any emotion towards him. So I hold my head high and get out of the car. Out of the corner of my eye I see the shock on his face. I'm sure he was expecting another screaming match but he's not going to get one out of me.
"Scott?" I manage to choke out. What? I thought he was at NYU. He should be studying to be an accountant there, not waiting tables at a gang bar
"Yeah, yeah it's really me" he says
"Wow I haven't seen you in years!"
"Yes, you look great!!" He exclaims while I stand up and hug him. Harry stands up too and walks over to Scott and I
"Who's this Belle?" Harry asks, an edge in his voice. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close to him. I know he's jealous
"This is my best friend from high school Scott" I introduce him and I feel Harry relax a little but not let go of me
"And who's this?" Scott asks
"This is Harry" this could not be more awkward considering Harry is giving Scott an evil stare down. Scott doesn't even flinch under his gaze
"So are you guys a couple or what?" Scott asks and I choke on my own spit. Harry looks like he's about to say something so I cut in before he can speak
"No we're not" I say and glare at Harry, removing his arm from around my waist. His jaw clenches when I do this and I have a feeling Harry doesn't get rejected often if at all
"Oh" Scott says
"So what happened to you going to NYU?" I ask eager to change the subject
"Well you missed a lot when you left high school" Scott says
"What do you mean she left high school?" Harry questions
"Yeah, when he was 15 she graduated and went to college. She didn't tell you?"
"No?" Harry says and looks at me. I blush and look down. I'm not one for bragging about my accomplishments
"Oh well she did. And she went to school to become a cop. By the way you should be done with college now so how's the cop life?" Scott asks and I freeze. I look over at Harry and he's staring at me, waiting for my answer. So I take a deep breath and smile at Scott
"Oh no, you're thinking of Vicky, she wanted to be a cop. I wanted to be a tattoo artist remember?" Vicky was our other best friend in high school and she was the one who wanted to be a tattoo artist
"No I'm sure it was the other way around" Scott presses but I shoot him a look that says to go along with it. I can see him connect the dots in his brain about how I'm undercover. I hope Harry doesn't notice
"Oh right never mind" he says and smacks his palm to his forehead. I shoot him a great full look and he nods back at me
"Anyway yeah, I decided to do community college until I decide what I really want to do" Scott says to get back to my question. I look over at Harry and see his glare at me return for rejecting him and I sigh in relief
"Oh you don't want to be an accountant anymore?" I say and I can see Harry getting annoyed
"Well I did originally but now I'm second guessing myself"
"Wow I bet your parents were happy about that" I joke and laugh
"Yeah" he laughs too
"Aren't you supposed to take our order or something?" Harry cuts in angrily and sits back down
"Oh right, what can I get you guys?" He asks and I sit back down too
"We'll take two breakfast specials" he says and hands Scott both of our menus. Scott takes them and walks away
"What the hell was that?!" I ask Harry
"So you do tattoos?" He says obviously trying to change the subject
"Answer the damn question Harry, what's your problem" I ask, annoyed
He rolls his eyes "he was totally hitting on you and you know it. And I can't have him hitting on you when you're mine"
This time I roll my eyes "I'm not your property so don't refer to me as 'mine'. And he's my best friend not some freaky pervert like you"
He bangs his fist on the table "don't!" He pauses and takes a deep breath "call me that" he finishes a lot calmer
"Why Harry? God knows you've slept with every damn woman in the building" I yell back at him
"Damn Belle you're so hard headed! Why don't you just stop being so stubborn and give me what I want!" He yells back. I look around and see that no one cares about two people in a booth yelling at each other. I guess this sort of thing happens a lot
"No I will not be some sex toy for you that you can dump after you're done! I'm sorry I have self respect and am not addicted to sex"
"I am not addicted to sex! And how do you know that's what I want!"
"It's so obvious Harry! I'm the one girl that you can't conquer and you're determined to get me!
And you definitely are Harry! God knows you've slept with every damn woman in the building. You have like a different girl in your room every night! This weekend is probably the longest you've been without it!"
He looks down in response and I know I'm right. A different waiter brings us two plates of food. It smells so good and I hadn't realized how hungry I am. There is two pancakes and some bacon on the plate but it's enough for me. It tastes better than it looks and is so filling I can only finish the bacon and one of the pancakes. Harry clears his plate too in silence
"Look Harry I-" I start to say but he cuts me off
"Let's just go ok?" He says and stands up. I stand up too and he throws two twenties on the table
"No let me pay" I argue
"Look I'm not in the mood Belle, let's just go" he says and I huff and follow him out the door
I get back into the car yet the ride isn't so luxurious this time. The tension in the air so thick you could cut it with a knife. We arrive back at the apartment and Harry starts to get out of the car but I stop him
"Look I'm sorry ok? I didn't mean to make assumptions and to offend you. I hate making people feel bad"
"Well then maybe you shouldn't be so stubborn" he snaps
"Well fine then" I say, my voice monotone. I'm not going to fight with him again or even show any emotion towards him. So I hold my head high and get out of the car. Out of the corner of my eye I see the shock on his face. I'm sure he was expecting another screaming match but he's not going to get one out of me.
Notes
Yeah, so sorry this is short and crappy and not very thrilling but there's got to be some boring chapters in here right? Lol anyway be sure to check out my instagram nipslipniall69 for updates when I update and funny edits! Also I was wondering if you guys could be a little more active and comment more? Just a suggestion :) I feel like I have ghost readers lol. Anyways, enjoy!-T
When are you posting the new story?
12/14/14