Hey guys, this is just a fanfic I thought Id do for Bugsy Malone cos Im doing it as a production, and im Blouseys so I just thought it would be cool to do a fanfic on this. Anyway, enjoy
maddy :)
Only a fool,
Thats it! I have now officially had it with guys. I mean who does Harry think he is? I'm a big girl I can handle the truth. He could've at least told me that he had feelings for whoever that millie girl is, whats wrong with ME? But yeah, he could've just told me rather than snogging her in the lobby where we where supposed to be meeting to go to that concert. He promised me that he'd find me a job I've been searching the streets for four months now! I'll give it another two, and then thats it! Im outta here. Gee I thought it'd be easier to find a job in New York, it being a bigger place and all.
I power walk down the streets passing diners, jewellery shops (lots of them probably selling illegal things) and then I bring myself to a halt. I look up 'Pop Becker's Book Store'. I'm sure I've heard of this place before. Plus what better to treat my breakup pain than with a book. Ok, ok, it's not for me it might be too sell, once Ive bought it. I know its a really lame idea. Buying the books, selling them at a slightly dearer price, dodging police, dodging authorities. But how else am i gonna get money!? Its not like buskin's legal. Too many stiffs around to be carrying a hat full of cents.
I walk in hesitantly. Thats when he walks out.
He comes out in something of a hurry, from behind a bookcase. It spins and ten he just walks out. I get a glimpse of the inside; a bar, a stage, slow speakeasy music and tables and chairs filled with people.
I think he was expecting to be alone when he came out. But I've heard of those places before, speakeasies. Ive been in a couple before, but never this one.
As he turns around and straightens his tie and places his hat back on his head, he notices me. Stood there with my arms crossed. I can now see his face his grey suit, his black gelled hair hidden my his grey hat.
"Hi," he mutters, maybe he thinks Ive already been to that speakeasy. I look up and down at him, feeling myself slightly blush as he brushes past me and out the door. I did make it quite obvious I didnt wanna talk to him or any other guys for the rest of the night, or week. Dependent on how I feel...
Like fools before me,
Ok so I hope you enjoyed that and want to read on, sorry for the short chapter, I was in a bit of a hurry to write this, I promise the next chapter will be longer,
Maddy :)
