I can’t help but smile and I tuck the note from Bellamy into a drawer I have in my kitchen. The one everyone seems to have that is full of random stationary, tea towels and other odds and ends. I tap Aaron on the arm to get his attention, he is preoccupied opening the packaging on my new microfibre cleaning cloths. “Bellamy says we should negotiate a schedule or something for you. I work mostly evenings and sometimes the lunch shift, but I never really start before eleven. Maybe we could make your start time nine and just take each day as it comes until we figure it out in more detail?” i suggest. Aaron nods. I already traded numbers with him and all the other guards I've had ages ago so that's not a problem. I’m still not thrilled with having to have security in the first place, but this probably won’t be so bad. I pull out my phone and text Bellamy. Ryann- Got your note. Of course I’m happy to have Aaron here. We’ve made a temporary plan until we work out our schedules a bit bett
Harry- Hey, wanna help me with a project? 3:)Ryann- Should I be afraid….Megan- Class is boring. I was hoping for something more interesting today but it’s all just a recap of stuff we’ve done before -_-Harry- Nope. It’s a fun project. Help me think of the weirdest most obscure cocktails. Bonus points if they have fun names. Ryann- I have no idea. Just a sec, I’ll add Megan to the chat and you can ask her. I create a group chat with Megan and Harry. Harry instantly changes the group name.Harry changed the group name to SHENANIGANSHarry- Hello Megan, I’ve heard a lot about you.Megan- Hi Harry and same!Harry- Okay so here’s the goal. We’re trying to think of the weirdest cocktails. Bonus points if they have interesting names.Ryann- Interesting how?Megan- Dirty. He means dirty names Ryann. You do, right Harry?Harry- ;)Ryann- Riiight…Megan- Okay well there are the obvious ones, Sex on the Beach, Slippery Nipple etc. but you don’t need our help to come up with those.Harry- Th
Their work done for the day, Shaun and Alex head off, although Shaun takes a moment to call out to Maggie as she waves at them from her window. “We will be back in the morning, bright and early!” I don’t hear Maggie’s answer, but Shauns response is to let out a piercing wolf whistle and wink at her.“Oh now I’m going to be up all night dreaming about tomorrow morning.” He blows her a kiss out the car window as they drive off. He is really laying it on thick, she must have offered to make something really nice tomorrow morning. I find Aaron examining my windows. After poking and prodding at them for a few minutes he seems content. He pulls out his own phone and checks the camera system. He is set up as a second user. From what I understand he can’t set the code to turn off the alarm, but he can check the cameras and if the alarm goes off it alerts his phone. As my guard he is apparently responsible for making sure the security system is working and getting it fixed if something is wro
“That doesn’t sound completely unreasonable. I mean it does, but if it makes you feel better I could probably do it. When do you want me to check in?”“How often are you willing to check in?”“How often do you want me to?” “As much as possible. Every hour.” He responds. Okay now he’s being unreasonable. “Bellamy.” I respond, a clear rejection in my tone.“Okay, okay. I know that’s a bit ridiculous. But you asked how often I WANT to hear from you, not how often I expect is reasonable. How about every three hours?” He tries again. I sigh.“Counter offer. Four times a day. When I wake up, and then once every four hours. You’ll know the time based on what time I wake up. And Aaron can message on my behalf if I’m working.” I offer. It does sound a bit annoying, but messaging the guy I’m seeing a few times a day doesn’t seem that weird, besides if it makes him feel better I don’t mind. As long as he doesn’t try to limit my actions I can tolerate it. Besides, based on what Megan and Darrie
I glance at the time before setting my morning alarm and dropping my phone on the side table. It’s late enough that I could go to bed if I wanted to. But I don’t feel like it just yet, I might watch a movie to wind down. Not a TV show though. If I pick something with episodes I might get invested and the result will probably be an all night binge. I dont have the self control for just one or two episodes. I grab my laptop and get comfy under my freshly washed covers. I sink into my endless pile of pillows and then realise I didn’t turn off the light and curse quietly under my breath. Ugh, those stupid clapper, snapper light switching inventions don’t seem so stupid right now. With the kind of reluctance I imagine most people save for having teeth pulled, I crawl out of my nest of pillows and turn off the light. I get comfy again, pick a movie and watch it till the end. I’m very nearly asleep when it finishes so I just close my laptop and place it carefully on the ground by my bed. I’l
I stare at the message for a good few minutes, alternating between being excited, proud and horrified that I sent it. Bellamy doesn’t answer right away like he usually does. At first I’m anxious about it, but I remind myself that it’s the middle of the night and he’s probably asleep. I’m sure he will answer in the morning. I’m not even sure what kind of response I’m hoping for. It’s ridiculous to be disappointed.I don’t know exactly when I fell back to sleep, but I wake up clutching my phone as my alarm goes off. Actually I wake up and I’m so shocked to find it in my hand that I accidentally throw it across the room. It’s not actually THAT early. But I was up late and I hate mornings. I drag myself out of bed and turn off the alarm. I still have no answer from Bellamy. I blush bright red as I remember the video I sent last night. Okay, I'm definitely regretting it now. It’s just so embarrassing. He probably hasn’t answered because he is trying to be nice and ignore how ridiculous I a
I’ll make sure she knows how to take it safely.” I assure them. The witch agreed but I had to provide my ID and let them take a copy of it. Potions that alter a person are considered a controlled substance and they need to keep a record of exactly who purchased it. Should it be misused, I would still be responsible for it as the person who purchased it. They wrap up a little bottle of the potion with written directions and warnings. They also give me a small blue box that has my special order in it. I pay a painful amount of money and collect my warranty paperwork for the spells. I get a full refund should they fail unless someone actively casts a spell to break them or they come in contact with nullifying magic. Purchases in hand, Aaron and I walk back to my place. I quickly head in and change out of my work clothes into something more comfy. Nothing impressive, just some leggings and an oversized t-shirt. Then we drive to Bellamy and Megan’s place. I sit in the car out front nervous
I run a hand through his hair in a way I hope is soothing and he sits up, dropping his own hands from his hair. “It’s really okay Bellamy. They weren’t a real threat to you and you kept me safe. They’re doing this because they’re scared. They know they screwed up. I’m not saying what they did is okay, far from it. But if I remember correctly, they were hired by someone. It wasn’t personal, it was just a job to them. So treat this like a job too. Accept the IOU but give the condition that they need to provide any information they have about who hired them. That’s who we should really be angry at. In the long run, they’re nothing.” Bellamy looks up into my eyes and I hold his stare. I can see the conflicting emotions in his eyes as he wages an internal battle. Finally I can see a resolution as he straightens his spine and it looks like a burden has been dropped from his shoulders.“You’re right. I’ll do that. I’ll send the message in the morning. Thank you.” Decision made, Bellamy look