“I’m sure if she knew the reason she wasn’t dining alone with Mr Conway she would be furious.” I heard him laugh a little and frowned. “What shall I wear?” I questioned, to try and end the phone call.
“Nothing?” I shook my head and didn’t respond. “Nah I dunno anything? It’s called the Slug and something.” He was rambling again and I stood up to my feet.
“Okay, we’ll meet you there.” I placed the phone down without giving him a chance to say anything further. I couldn’t get my head around what he was hiding.
Mum joined me in my room as I finished off getting ready. She was wearing her heels and a smart black ensemble. She looked bloody beautiful. She had always looked so good for her age. I grinned at her as she sat on my bed and began to brush my thick hair. I rolled my eyes.
“Must you brush it?” I sighed and she stopped. .
“I loved brushing it when you were younger. It’s always been lovely and long.” I smiled as memories of her lay next to me brushing it came to the forefront of my head. I glanced at her stood behind me in the mirror. I was still in my dressing gown however I did have a little bit of makeup on. Mascara and lipstick and that was about it. Her eyes examined me.
“What are you going to wear?” She questioned and I shrugged as she looked towards my overflowing wardrobe. I stood and made my way to my draws, pulling out some ripped jeans and a lace bodysuit.
“It’s not that bad is it?” I watched her face drop to the floor as I pulled it over my head.
“Avaya Holt that’s bloody underwear!” I got the impression that she wasn’t at all happy with my choice of outfit. I chuckled and shook my head. “You can’t go out like that, surely to god!?” I scoffed back my laughter and placed my arm around her shoulder as I stepped into my nude heels.
“I promise you it’ll look lovely with a blazer.” I leant to kiss her cheek and smiled widely as I placed on my long nude coloured coat.
“Are you sure you want to go out in that?” I watched her face all scrunched up and bit down on my lip before I clutched my handbag.
“Yes,” I watched her face sink “now please come on I’m gonna be late.” I smirked to myself and pulled on her arm to get her out of the house.
The Slug and Lettuce was a nice little place and seemed busy. Well, from what I could see in the car park. Mum drove at 15 miles an hour the whole bloody way there and instead of being there on time we were 20 minutes late. I took her arm in mine as we walked through people standing outside the doors of the restaurant bar. She clutched my arm slightly tighter and I squeezed her hand softly. She must have been nervous.
“You’ll be fine? They don’t bite?” I smiled in her direction.
“I’m aware of that Avaya thank you.” I grinned at her snappy manner and spotted them stood at the bar. They were relaxed and calm. We made our way closer towards them and gazed at Haz as he turned to face me. His expression was unreadable. I was still pissed with him from our earlier conversation. I half smiled at him before I made eye contact with Jay. He leant across to shake my mums hand and then looked at me again.
“I’m so sorry we are late.” My mum started to speak.
“Yeah mum drove at 15 miles an hour the whole way here.” I smirked at her and she frowned. I glanced back at Haz and Jay who’s eyes still hadn’t really left me and shifted uncomfortably.
“Well at least you're both here now.” Jay cleared his throat and leant to hug me. My eyes didn’t leave Harry. My palms were sweating slightly as I zoned out of Jay’s small talk attempts with my mum and stepped closer towards Harry.
“Honestly can we leave now?” The words left his mouth as a sexy growl and I shook my head.
“I don’t think that would be appropriate do you?” I muttered back towards him as he ran his laps over my jawline.
“People are looking at you.” He whispered as he got to my ear and I smirked a little.
“Women look at you all the time?” I felt him press his lips against my ear and pull me so that my stomach was against his. I gulped and closed my eyes for a split second. The feeling of his stubble against my skin made me forget where I am for a split second. I placed my hand on his chest and pushed slightly before I looked towards Jay and my mum. Jay was dressed in jeans and a farmer looking shirt and I smiled to myself. He was casual. His mud brown eyes were so warm and I swore they looked as though they had tiny flecks of gold in them.
“He’s trying not to look at your bra.” Haz muttered in my ear as he clutched my hand in his and I smirked.
“It’s a top actually and I’m covered, my jeans are high waisted.” I began to justify my outfit choice.
“Hey I’m not complaining. I like you in white... “ His other hand ran over my back and I shook my head softly. “And in lace so I’m winning.” I smirked to myself before I planted a soft kiss against his lips.
“Stop it. Not here.” Somehow I’d caved into him again. I was no longer angry, I just wanted to pounce on him. I heard Jay clear his throat as we parted.
“So you two? Official eh?” I watched his eyebrows dance and I
