Harry's POV
"Harry man, Mrs Fedrick asked that the flowers should be delivered to her house today, can't you do this for me?"
I glared at him but turn away before I could give in. I'm tired of him taking advantage of my kindness.
"Deliver it yourself Dave its your job"
"Please Harry I beg you. I can't stand Carin up on our date again. She's gonna be pissed at me man"
"That's your problem!" I snap furiously wiping the counter top with a white rag. I was already feeling my resolve weakening.
"Come on man I know you want to help me. Please" I looked at him and he gave me a pitiful puppy look "please Harry"
I groan loudly "fine! But I swaer this is the last time I'm ever doing this for you!" I said that the last time I helped him.
"Thank you" he gave me a brotherly hug and I rolled my eyes "I'm gonna pay you back somehow man. Thanks" he told me what flowers Mrs Frederick asked for and was soon out of the flower shop.
Erin walked in laughing lightly "he did it again didn't he?"
I groan in response causing her to laughed harder "you should really stop being nice to him. I mean you should stop being nice in general. People take advantage of you too much"
She return to her post behind the counter. She is the cashier and owner of the flower shop. She is a woman in her forties with brown hair and brown eyes and Dave and I have been working for her after finishing collage. Dave is her son and I'm his best friend. Well right now I wish I wasn't.
"I'm not being nice to him. I just feel bad for Carin" it was true in a way. Carin was Dave's long time girlfriend and he almost always stand her up on their dates and I was feeling a bit bad for her.
Erin rolled her eyes "what ever you say son. Just take those flowers to Mrs Frederick"
I groan in frustration and quickly pick up the bundle of red roses before walking out of the flower shop. I swear Dave is gonna get it from me. He knew how much I dislike Mrs Frederick. She's a married woman with kids and also old enough to be my mom but she always trys putting her hand on my dick anytime I went there for delivery.
I place the flowers on the basket of the bicycle before getting on and peddling away.
Thirty minutes later, I had successfully done the delivery. Thankfully, Mrs Frederick wasn't home and her daughter took if from me so I didn't have to deal with her myself.
I was peddling in a fast pace to get to the flower shop quickly but as I prompelled myself forward to cross to the other side, a car came out of nowhere and crash into me.
Thankfully it wasn't a serious crash cause the driver was quick enough to catch the break.
My arms were hurt and bruised though and my bicycle was turned upside down on the ground.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" A feminine voice screamed as a woman got out of the very expensive car. Despite me being on the floor, I lost the ability to breath when I saw her.
She was a young woman probably in her early twenties. Brown hair, green eyes, a round face and beautiful pink lips. Her expression was filled with anger as she stared at her car to check for damages.
"You almost ruined my car you mother fucker!" She screamed at me.
I was shocked that she got the guts to scream at me. I was the one who almost got killed.
Suddenly all my admiration for her slip away and I stood up, towering over her even in her heels. I glared at her in anger. "Well you almost got me killed. The last thing you should be worried about is your fucking car!"
Her eyes opened in shock. She seem surprise that I yelled at her. I usually I'm a nice guy and should probably feel guilty for yelling at her but I was in a bad mood and she's in the wrong.
"How dare you! Its not my fault that you came out of no where. Don't fucking try to put the blame on me you motherfucker"
"Nevertheless you crashed into me and almost killed me. You should be thankful that I'm not sueing you for this. Instead of being a bitch why don't you just apologize"
She chuckled darkly "apologize to you? Sue me?!" She laughed again but it was quick to transform to anger "do you fucking know who I am?"
"And I should care, why?"
Her eyes flash again and she took a threating step towards me. Looking up at me like she was trying to intimidate me. I found it hot yet cute at the same time.
"You have no idea who I am so I suggest you don't mess with me" her voice was low and threatening but I didn't care. If she thinks that would scare me, then she got another thing coming.
I gently pick up my bicycle and got on it. I gave her a sweet smile and peddled away seeing as she didn't want to apologize to me. I wasn't in the mood to argue with an arrogant bitch.
"Hey you asshole I wasn't done talking to you!" She yelled.
"Well I'm done!" I yelled back and peddled farther and farther away barely hearing her yell out 'son of a bitch'.
Way to ruin my already ruined day!
"Harry are you okay?" Erin asked when I walked into the flower shop in a pissed mood. She saw the bruise on my arm and gasp "what happened to you?"
"Nothing much" I shrug moving behind the counter to get some ointment "some psycopatic bitch crash into me and didn't bother to apologize. She was all about how I ruined her car" I was still mad at her for that. So she thought her car was more important than my life. Bitch!
"Well at least you're okay" Erin sighed in relief "next time be careful. Watch the streets carefully, I don't want you getting hurt"
I decided that she was right. I wouldn't want to bump into arrongant bitches on regular basis.