angel. h.s ✔️

nine.

I hummed along softly to the music playing over the speakers in the café, for once all three of us were in today and that meant the playlist had been equally split between Kate, Tessa and I.

As usual all of Tessa's choices were whichever chart songs she was currently obsessed with and Kate's were a bunch of indie bands neither Tessa or I had heard of.

I generally didn't mind it, I had introduced Tessa to Alice Cooper several months ago and now she was obsessed with one of his songs claiming 'it makes me feel like a femme fatale' and she had convinced both Kate and I that The Vamps were more than a pop boyband.

It was an enjoyable set up for the most part. They'd both had a good day yesterday, said it was busier than usual whilst I spent my day off curled up reading at home by myself after Tommy had kicked me out. His hangover had made him snappier than usual.

And that was without me mentioning the fact he'd passed out on Saturday night, or early Sunday morning however you wanted to look at it, mid thrust whilst he was still inside of me. That was one of the more difficult situations I'd had to remove myself from.

I also didn't mention anything to do with Harry.

I didn't know what was going on there, or with me but I knew if I had mentioned what we'd done or that I'd even seen him I'd have been in trouble, but, it was also because I didn't want anyone else to know.

I mean, apart from that one random drunk guy who had barged in, no one knew what I had done and I liked that. Even though it wasn't, it seemed special in my head.

I knew Harry wouldn't look at it that way, I mean I still knew nothing about him, bar the fact Gemma is his sister which I'm still embarrassed by, but I knew the vibes I got from him well enough to know he wasn't a sentimental man.

Let alone a naive one like I was.

"Good song."

I was startled from my thoughts and I dropped the cloth I was using to clean the table with as I turned to see the person that had spoken, although I had to admit I was sure I could pick him out with my eye closed just by the sound of his voice.

"Hi." I said stupidly watching as Harry's eyebrows raised at me and he smiled and I felt my heart thud.

"Hello." He spoke slowly and I swallowed as I caught both Kate and Tessa looking at me, although the pretended they weren't when I looked at them. "How are you?" Harry asked politely.

"Good, yourself?" I replied easily, still not looking away and still not finishing the table.

I didn't know how to explain it but something felt different. Just between us. I tried to ignore my thoughts, all I did was show normal human concern about drunk him on Saturday, that didn't change anything.

That shouldn't change anything, I have a boyfriend. A boyfriend who's in Liverpool and hasn't spoken to me since a text message at 3am this morning that was completely misspelt and didn't make all that much sense, a boyfriend I had assumed was drunk again.

But that was still a boyfriend.

"I'm good too. Which one of you likes Aerosmith?"

"I do." I confessed watching him smile as he nodded and I sucked in a breath at the sight of a dimple pressed into one side of his cheek. Who woulda thought.

"What are you doing tonight?" Harry asked as he rubbed his jaw and I flicked my eyes around the café, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just this conversation. Just that question.