Tattooed Buttons

Doubts

I was confused.

So confused.

Beyond confused.

Harry's cousin Gemma...is actually a girl name Nadia...the same Nadia who's been texting Harry like crazy.

I stared into my boyfriend's eyes. "Is she just so into you that she lied to me about being your cousin so she could get closer to you?" I asked.

"I don't think she's into me....she just....I don't know....she has connections.....she just wants something" Harry spoke, he seemed confused as well.

"Yea, you" I huffed.

"Well that's too bad. Because I don't want her."

"What did she want? What'd she say?"

"Um...she uh....", I watched as Harry froze up, not knowing what to say. "She just...said she wanted to meet up....I denied her, don't worry."

I nodded my head slowly and I could feel Harry's on me. "Let's just....let's just relax and cuddle, yea?"

I went to the couch and sat down, my attention on the screen of the television, though my thoughts were still on Nadia. Harry sat closely to me, wrapping his arm around me and placing a soft kiss on my cheek. "I love you."

I smiled at him. "I love you too."

"So what shall we do-" Harry's sentence was cut short as his phone buzzed. He groaned picking it up to see a text message. I couldn't help but smell something....burning? "Fuck. I have to head down to work. Wanna come?" Harry spoke gaining my attention from the smell.

I quickly got up, a smile on my face as I did.

"Take that as a yes" Harry chuckled. "Marcel! We'll be back!"

Marcel came from the kitchen, a desperate look on his face. "Can I come?" He begged.

"I thought you were gonna eat pizza" Harry says.

"It burned...."

Aha I knew something was burning!

"What? How? You just placed it in the oven."

"I placed the temperature on 550."

"Marcel, the instructions said 350" Harry groaned.

"Yea.....that's why it's burned...."

"Ugh, come on."

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Harry, Marcel and I jumped out of Harry's truck, walking up to the door of the building.

"Marcel guess what" I spoke.

"Hmmm, button?"

"I got a job at Wildlife Cafe."

"What? You know what this means?????" He smiled widely.

"Hmm?"

"I get discounts" he grinned, pushing his glasses up his nose.

Harry laughed loudly as we walked in as I only shook my head. "You sure are your brother's twin."

Marcel giggled and played with the long folds of his suspenders. I couldn't help but notice how he frowned as he looked around the building. Seeing men punching each other, fighting around every corner of the room.

"You okay?" I asked him as Harry laced his fingers with mine.

"I never liked this place. It's just so violent" Marcel pouted.