Once in a lifetime

~The Plan~

Sunday

Y/n's pov
Me and Chris decided to have a bro day today so we're currently at a place called 'spot on' which is a place full of pool tables and a bar. Obviously we can't have alcohol ,unfortunately, and I don't think a fake id would work here. I definitely look older than 17 but I don't think I could pass for over 21 which is the drinking age here unlike Australia which is 18.

"Go any ideas on how we can get Robbie alone?" I ask lining up my next shot, potting another one of my solids in the far right pocket. "I do actually"
He replies so I nod my head for him to carry on whilst I line up my cue with the white ball. My dad taught me how to play pool. He's actually pretty good, he always tells me stories on how he would win tournaments at local bars when he was younger when he would go out a lot with his friends. "When him and Lizzie were together he would always go to this place called 'Wilson Harding' on Tuesdays. It's a driving range. She said that's when he would have his time away from her" he explains as I pot my next ball. "What so we're gonna go there on Tuesday and wait for him to leave?" I question before taking my next shot which I miss. "I guess we can try. Hopefully he still goes there" he replies potting a striped ball.

"What if he isn't there?" I ask taking a sip of my soda whilst he lines up his next shot, just missing the pocket. "Shit" he sighs standing up straight again. "If it doesn't work out we can just catch him when he leaves school. I'm pretty sure he walks home with some friends. We can text him from lizzies phone to try and lure him away from them" he says making me nod as I take my next shot which I do perfectly, leaving me with just the 8 ball. "Okay sounds like a plan then. We'll go to the driving range on Tuesday, if we can't get him then we'll follow him after school" I confirm making him nod as he agrees to the plans before I pot the final ball. Ding. Ding. Ding. I'm the winner.

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After getting home from my day out with Chris, I kept asking myself if I should tell Lizzie or not because I didn't want her to worry about us. But I remember her saying she has lacked trust in her last relationships and I also believe if a relationship doesn't have trust they don't have anything so I bite the bullet and pull out my phone to message her.

Honey badger ❤️
Hey Bambi, how was your day? xx

Bambi 😍
It was good. The twins were home this weekend and took me out shopping for a few bits. I thought of you a lot because I miss you xx

Honey badger ❤️
I'm glad you had a good day and you can see me tomorrow. Have you got a few minutes to talk on the phone?

A few seconds after I send the message I see she is calling me so I answer and put the phone up to my hear.

Y/n: hey you

Lizzie: hey, is everything okay?

Y/n: yeah I just wanted to let you know that me and Chris are going to try and catch Robbie after his usual Tuesday night plans

Lizzie: the driving range? You don't have to do this you know, I'm not asking you to and I'd prefer if you both leave it.

Y/n: what do you mean leave it? This guy hurt you and called you a bitch!

Lizzie: I'm fine y/n! Why are you obsessing with this? Every time you and Chris are together your always trying to plan something.

Y/n: maybe because he needs humbling, why are you letting him get away with this?

Lizzie: because I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you y/n. Or Chris. I..I can't lose you

Y/n: if it was something minor I would leave it but Lizzie this guy bruised you and I'm not letting him get away with that. We're gonna catch him when he's alone and I'll have Chris as my backup if anything goes south. We'll be okay.

Lizzie: promise me.

Y/n: promise you what?

Lizzie: that you'll both be okay

Y/n: I promise

Lizzie: what's Scarlett's opinion on all of this? Has Chris told her?

Y/n: he rang her earlier. Me and Chris went out for a few games of pool. She was hesitant to begin with but she's alright with it. She wants the best for you and humbling Robbie is the right thing. He'll never even look at you again when I'm finished with him.

Lizzie: I love your protectiveness, I really do but it won't stop me worrying about you y/n.

Y/n: I'd be concerned if you didn't worry Bambi

Lizzie: make sure to keep me updated when you do go to the driving range please

Y/n: of course I will. Look I've gotta get going, me and my dad are going to look for a car for me. I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Lizzie: have fun and choose wisely! See you honey badger.

Y/n: bye Bambi

Damn hearing her initial reaction had me scared. Can that be classed as an argument? Whatever it was it wasn't nice and I'm not fond of it when we disagree. It kind of hurt when she said I was obsessing but I can't help it when all I want to do is beat the shit out of Robbie. In the end I think he deserves nothing less than a fist to the face. He hurt Lizzie. Bruised her and called her a bitch right in front of me. What kind of partner would I be if I let him chat shit about my future girlfriend? Not a very good one I believe. I don't want Lizzie to have to fear him anymore, especially when she's with me. I will do anything to make sure she feels secure with no worries about Robbie on her mind.

After spending the next few minutes thinking about the plan, I head downstairs to find dad waiting for me in my mums car. We're both in need of a car so that's why we're going to the garage. I'm thinking of paying for my dads too just to show him how much I care about him. I end up choosing a BMW M3 and dad ends up getting a Ford F-150 which is a truck. Should've known he'd get another truck. He loves them and misses the one he left my uncle in Australia. Both of them were pretty expensive but I told dad I had it covered. Like I've mentioned before, I make a lot of money with the trade I'm in but the exact amount is something only the closest people to me will know. The only people who really know is my parents.

Maybe one day that will be something I can share with Lizzie.

A/n
Sorry if there is any grammar mistakes i wrote this drunk sooo...