LISA | Van McCann - COMPLETED

Abby

We exited my driveway and began walking down the street. His hands were firmly in his jacket pockets, as so were mine. It was awkward, I'll give him that.

"You got a haircut." I brought up, starting the conversation, since I hadn't seen him for over two months, he's bound to look different.

"Ha! Yeah. Had to say bye to my long hair." He scoffed, lightly knocking his elbow to me. "What about you? You look different."

"Different?" I asked, looking down to my feet and back up again. "Hm, nothings changed?"

"No, I mean yourself. You're not drunk or hungover." He smiled, his eyes meeting mine.

"Not anymore. Definitely not after that night! I'm now fully sober." I slightly smiled back as he lightly nudged my arm with his elbow.

"So no throwing up on these shoes then?" He let out a small laugh, his hands falling from his pockets, lifting up a cigarette. "Want one?"

"I don't smoke, sorry." I declined.

"You sure?" He offered again,

"I'm pretty sure. So uh, where've you been then?"

"Just about." He shrugged, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"Just about?" I repeated, a inquisitively.

"Well, I uh, had some problems." He mumbled.

"Problems?" Come on Van, just spit it out.

"With a girl." He admitted.

"A girl? Fucking hell." I gasped. I didn't really know how to take his reply. It was weird of me to even think that he would stay in contact with me if he had a girl. It's making a bit of sense, I mean, I couldn't have expected him to stay in contact with me, he only knew me for two days. I guess that's boys for you.

"Yeah..a girl? Why?" He sounded a little sarcastic but serious, I didn't know if I should joke around or actually be serious with him.

"Uh, nothing. Great for you. Glad you found yourself someone." I smiled, nudging him with my arm.

"Yeah?" I saw a cheeky pleasant smile come from his lips. He really must love this girl.

"Yeah." Then I thought, he mentioned problems with her. I know it's not my place to say but he did say he was mentioning everything. "What about them problems then?"

"Oh. Well, I think she might be seeing other guys, I don't know. I haven't figured anything out. I don't think she is." He lifted his shoulders up to shrug before a pair of hands went around his eyes. I turned and took a step back to give, I'm guessing in girlfriend and him some space.

Van took her hands from his eyes and smiled before she pecked him on the lips.  I saw her eyes glare at me as if she was jealous.

"Is this that fan you was telling me about?" She asked Van, making his head turn towards me and I could see it in eyes, he wasn't going to lie.

"Uh, no. This is Lisa, a friend. Lisa, this is Abby." Van introduced me. I gave a shy wave, keeping it close to my body and she vaguely smiled, looking me in the eyes.

"Oh! Hi!" She greeted me sounded so sarcastic I felt a like I was third-wheeling. She turned back to Van with a beady smile, "you're still meeting me right?"

"Remind me again?" Van said, he didn't seem intimidated by her or anything, just bored?

"Down at the docks, that pub on your right. Meet me there at seven." She held the smile until he nodded, acting as if he remembered when she was saying it, before she let out a giggle and kissed him on the lips again.

"I'm bringing Larry, is that alright? The others might join later." He asked. I could see why. I bet you she drove him crazy. I don't know how long they've been dating, but considering Van mentioned he had problems, I can see that now.

"Oh, ok. I just wanted it to be me and you." She pouted, keeping her voice quiet, her hand running through Van's hair with her stick on acrylic nails.

"They won't be staying that long." He convinced her over with a smile before she happily agreed and decided it was ok for them to join, before attempting to make out with him on the spot for a 'goodbye kiss'.

"What the fuck was that?" I asked Van once she had gone out of sight. He just kind of stood there not knowing what to do with himself. He let out a huge sigh.

"That's Abby for you. Do you wanna come back to my place?" He asked with no hesitation.

"Uh-" I tried my best to politely decline his offer. I didn't even know where he lived for a start.

"Actually, I think my parents in, what about your place?"

"My parents are out for a few weeks?" I should might as well ask him.

"Ok, great. Do you mind if the boys come round at like six to do pre-drinks? My parents are back from the B&B, tired as fuck." He asked, as we turned around to walk back towards my house.

"Sure, just as long as you don't break anything." I didn't really see a problem with it, he seemed sensible enough. He smiled cheekily and placed his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a side hug walking back down the street.

"Thank you."

Surely that couldn't have been everything? Right?