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Tom's question echoed through my ears, making my stomach turn. Even though my eyes were glued to the wooden floor I could still feel bill's burning into my face, the bitterness lingering on my skin. My pounding heartbeat louder than ever, blocking out everything else.
"so?" Tom nudged, his voice hoarse.
"Of course" Sophia smiled.
I squinted my eyes shut hearing her stupid response, knowing I'd have to endure his sharp words. The embarrassment from last time still hung over me like a cloud, pouring over my sloppy body. My bracelets clashing together as my hands shook, creating a distant sound.
"You'll be fine" Sophia whispered before walking ahead.
I chewed at my glossy lips, the strawberry taste filling my empty mouth. My feet dragged across the floor below, not bothering to look up. Freya was behind me, her nerves very obvious. Bill's rings slashed together as he got up, allowing Freya to sit next to Georg. Meaning I'd be sitting next to him, just what I needed right now.
"Don't be shy" bill mocked, tapping his long fingers on the space next to him.
I sheepishly plopped down, keeping my legs stuck together. His husky scent flew up my nose, a faint smell of cigarettes following. His skinny fingers tapped against the table, his nails pressing into the dark wood.
"What can I get you guys?" A man asked, holding a small notepad.
The whispers began, everyone conjuring up what they wanted except for bill. His loud breathing fell onto my shoulder, my hairs now standing up.
"We'll have 7 original coffees and one with oat milk please" Sophia hummed.
"Coming right up!" The man cheered.
"I see you took my advice" bill huffed, his fingers pulling at my jeans.
"As if. I'm only wearing this because I didn't have anything else." I scoffed before pushing his hand away.
"No need to be rude." He frowned.
"Just leave me alone." I sighed, crossing my arms.
"Don't gas yourself up." He snickered.
"Excuse me?" I answered, staring up at him.
"I was only trying to be nice, it doesn't mean I find you attractive." He insulted, his lips curling up.
"I didn't ask." I murmured.
My heart sunk hearing those words escape his bitter lips. It only hurts because I believed he was a good person, now I know I was terribly wrong.
"Here we are" the waiter spoke, placing down each coffee.
My fingers curled around the piping hot cup, ignoring the burning sensation that ran through them. Wasting no time I pushed the cup up to my lips, my tongue going numb as the hot liquid flooded my mouth.
"So, are you all coming to Barcelona tomorrow?" Gustav asked, his eyes scanning us all.
"Yeah actually we are" Beth blushed.
"Well we will see you there then" he added, making my eyes widen.
"You're all coming?" I blurted out.
"Pity isn't it?" Bill joked.
"Fuck you" I snapped, his face dropping.
"Don't speak to me like that." He groaned.
"Or what?" I ridiculed, my face heating up.
"Or nothing." He shrugged, a slight feeling of disappointment running over me.
"What? Did you expect me to do something?" He pouted, nudging my arm.
"No." I scowled.
I moved my gaze from his, staring blankly at the dirty table. Soon feeling a burning sensation hit my stomach as bill tipped his coffee onto me.
"Shit, I'm so sorry" he gasped.
"Don't act like it wasn't on purpose!" I yelled, immediately jumping up as the coffee dripped down to my boots.
"Why would I do that?" He grinned, spinning his empty cup.
"Fuck this." I sniffled, yanking my bags from off of the floor.
"y/n!" Sophia called out as I ran.
My jaw clenched up as I ran past the shops, watching as people stared. Their laughs following me, ringing in my head. The sound of photos being taken, making me feel worse. The coffee was still dripping down my now wet body, sinking into my clothes. My eyes tearing up, the cold air hitting me instantly.
My eyes flicked around, looking for any way out. Seeing a taxi near by, my feet immediately running again.
"Excuse me" I panted, waving my arm.
"Yes ma'am" the man smiled, rolling his window down.
"You're not waiting for anyone are you?" I asked.
"Nope, need a ride?" He questioned, throwing his newspaper down.
"Yes please" I smiled, opening the back door.
I quickly hopped inside, avoiding the photos that were about to be taken. I blurted out my address to the man before slamming my head back against the leather seating, my bottom lip shaking. I don't know what's worse, being publicly embarrassed twice or being rejected again. Those photos will be everywhere by next week, making me look like a twat. My head hung low as I cupped my mouth, not wanting to create a fuss. The tears finally rolled down my face, the salty taste falling onto my dry lips.
𝟏𝟓:𝟑𝟓𝐩𝐦 The towel hung over my body, the wet clothes crumpled up onto the floor. Nobody is home yet. I kind of wish they were, it sort of makes me feel like they don't care. I know the girls really like them but if that happened to them I wouldn't stay with a bunch of boys, but maybe that's just me. I won't let bill ruin Barcelona, I'll keep my distance from him. He already ruined today.
I let out a deep sigh as I sat down on my bed, pulling out the new clothes. Most of them were already folded, making it easier for me. I packed the new clothes neatly inside the suitcase, leaving some room for shoes. My eyes shot up, hearing the front door open. They took their time that's for sure. My fingers ran across my wardrobe, yanking out a few pairs of shoes.
-thud-
My heart dropped again as the shoes did. The voice of bill entering the lounge, his heavy footsteps growing louder. I shot up as my door opened..
