Flatmates

36

The holiday was incredible, but as always it was over in a flash. Harry and I just spent the time relaxing and enjoying each others company. Enjoying being away from work and being able to fully switch off.

Arriving back at the apartment, I dumped my suitcase in the hall before going in search of Alex and George. I was shocked to find them both in the dining room, George packaging orders whilst Alex stuck on postage labels.

'Wait what? You guys didn't need to do this! I was fully prepared to pull a late night and get them all done this evening' I exclaimed, stood in the door way in a state of shock.

'We figured you deserved a few days off. This is the last one' George said standing, passing the package to Alex before engulfing me in a hug. 'Did you have a good time?'

'The best. Thank you. Thank you so much!'

I treated the boys to a takeaway that night as way of payment for their hard work, all three of us curling up on the sofa together to catch up with some show or another. I was truly lucky to have these two boys in my life.

***

I switch off my alarm, throw back my duvet and drag my body from my bed. Stepping into the steaming hot shower, I aim my face up into the stream of water in a bid to wake myself up. It had been a late night of designing, squirrelling away at my tiny desk until the early hours of the morning. It was now 9am and I really needed to get moving, so I dragged myself from the shower. Dressing in super quick time, throwing my wet hair up into a messy but and heading to the kitchen to make coffee.

Beep Beep Beep

I check my phone to find a message from Harry.

Harry: Be ready for 7pm tonight, wear something nice x

Jess: Why? Whats the occasion? x

Harry: Just want to treat you, stop asking questions. See you at 7! x

Cryptic, but exciting.

***

6.55pm and I am dressed and ready. A tight black dress, black heels and my hair down and curled to perfection. I head downstairs to find Harry already waiting in his Range Rover.

'Hey' I say as I climb in, pulling the door closed behind me.

'Hey' Harry replied, placing a quick kiss on my cheek before pulling away.

After about 20 minutes of travelling, Harry parks and we exit the car. He takes my hand, leading me down the road. We end up outside a nice looking restaurant, and Harry winks at me as he leads me through the doorway.

'Reservation for Lewis.'

They lead us to a quiet table in the corner, pulling our seats out for us to sit. Harry orders wine whilst we browse the menu, finally deciding on what we want to eat.

Harry seems agitated, but I don't understand why. He keeps shifting his weight in his chair, drinking wine like it is an olympic sport.

'Jess, I want to talk to you.'

Oh no. Here it comes. The break up speech. My breath hitches and my heart starts pouring, my heartbeat audible in my ears. I can't hear this, I can't do this.