Guys I'm so sorry it's been so long, I keep catching bugs and stuff. I've not had that much motivation recently so I'm sorry if it's rubbish. I hope you can all enjoy it. It's a bit different.
Harriet's POV
I've never been one for "Happy Endings" , whenever anything had been going good in my life something always came along to mess it up. I never quite believed in "True Love" , not up till now that is. I really did love Cain , even more than I'd thought I'd ever be able to. Everyday I found myself falling deeper in love with him and now we were getting married I had to keep pinching myself to check it was real. Cain was just what I needed, a bad boy. But a bad boy that actually gave a damn about me. It felt nice for a change, just to be looked after. These past few months with Cain have been some of the best of my life. I found myself, once again in bed with the love of my life. I lifted my head up from his chest, peering around the room before looking at him. He was still fast asleep, snoring lightly into my hair. He was so cute. Cain Dingle and Cute, who'd of thought those two topics would've came out of my mouth, especially about him. I rested my head back down, getting myself comfortable once more before drifting off back to sleep.
It was around two hours later now and I felt Cain shift beside me. He turned to his side as I got out of bed. I didn't want to be late for work, not again. I quickly get myself changed and head downstairs for some breakfast. It's not long before I feel his presence behind me.
"Morning." He says, wrapping his arms round me and giving me a kiss on my cheek.
"Morning." I reply, smiling as I finish the last of my toast.
"Right, I'm sorry to rush off but I don't want to be late for work again." I say, giving him a quick kiss before grabbing my coat and bag.
"Your going already? I've barely seen you." He says, giving me another kiss.
"I'll meet you at the pub around 6. Don't be late." I tell him, shutting the door behind me.
Cains POV
I'd arranged to meet her in the pub that night and I was rather looking forwards to it, it was her that in fact this time that was late. Only by 5 minutes, I'm sure I can let it slide. Just to spend some time with her, I know that sounds stupid. I saw her all the time but I liked it whenever we did something together, even if it was just as simple as going out to the Woolpack. Plus it gave me chance to show her off to everyone, my fiancé. It still felt weird saying that, seen as though I never thought I'd ever get close to marrying someone again and here I am, engaged. It's was her, she did something to me. She made me forget everyone else, forget about the rest of the world. I loved how she could do that. I was stood at the door of the woolpack waiting for her, I was dressed in jeans and a shirt, with a tie. It wasn't my usual attire for the pub but I thought I'd made an effort. I saw Harriet appear at the end of the road, she was mesmerising. She was wearing a black dress with tights and black boots. It was just a normal outfit for her but she looked phenomenal.
"hey you." She called as she made her way over to me.
"Hey." I reply as she finally reaches me, I lean down to kiss her lightly before heading inside.
I take off my own coat and she does the same. It was then she spotted my tie, questioning it slightly she raised her eyebrow.
"Cain, I didn't know we were dressing up." She said, evidently feeling bad she didn't make more of an "effort" .
"We weren't. I just thought I'd make a special effort, you know, just for you." I say winking, before placing her coat over the back of her chair.
"Who are you and what have you done with the real Cain Dingle?" She asks, giggling to herself. "Not that I'm complaining of course, you know I can't resist you when you wear a tie." She said smiling before picking up her menu.
"Shall we order?" I ask, laughing at her.
"Yeah sure, I'll have the curry." She says before handing me her menu.
"I think I'll have the same." I say before picking up both menus and heading for the bar.
"Two curry's and two pints please chas." I say, handing the money over.
"Date night?" She asks, gesturing over to Harriet whilst she poured our drinks.
"Just fancied going out for tea." I tell her, picking up our pints.
"Food won't be long bro." She tells me before I head over back to Harriet.
"Everything okay?" She asks me, smiling as I sit back down.
"Of course it is" I tell her, taking hold of her hand across the table. It wasn't the most romantic of places but we made it work - we always did.
It wasn't long before Marlon brought over our food and we began to eat.
"Is everything okay?" I ask, mirroring her earlier question, she looked uncomfortable.
"Yeah it's just.." She began, looking down to her plate.
"What?" I asked, grabbing her attention once more.
"It's Emma, she keeps... staring" she says shrugging her shoulders.
"So? Let her stare. She's just jealous." I say giving her a quick peck across the table.
"Cain I'm being serious, it's really unsettling." She tells me, raising her eyebrow. I was sick of people interfering in our relationship. Everyone always having to have their say.
"Problem?" I ask turning around, giving her my death stare.
"Cain, leave it." Harriet says pulling me back round by my arm, giving me a stern look.
"Yeah there is actually." Emma says, standing up and walking over to us.
Harriet's POV
"Emma just leave it, Yeah?" I plead, I didn't want to argue, especially not in the local pub with everyone listening in.
"No I won't just leave it. Not when my friend is making the biggest mistake of her life." Emma says, looking at me and then back to Cain.
"I think Harriet's big enough to look after herself." Cain says before laughing slightly at her.
"Clearly not. Not when she's marrying you." She spits back, looking cain up and down.
"I'm sure I'm old enough to make my own decisions Emma, but thanks for your concern." I say, trying my best to end the argument and get rid of her. I wasn't in the mood.
"Maybe so, doesn't mean your making the right one though does it?" She scoffs, rolling her eyes.
"Why don't you just mind your own business? No wonder James jumped off that bridge." Cain spat, which earned him a death stare of my own.
"Both of you. Just leave it." I shout a little. Cain can see it's getting me annoyed so decides to back off and not say anything else. Emma on the other hand, had other ideas.
"You're poison, do you know that? You poison everything you touch. I'd be surprised if you even had a heart. You don't know how to love someone. You destroyed Moira and you'll do the same to Harriet. You're a monster." Emma says, becoming a little hysterical.
"Emma that's enough." I shout, slamming my fork down on the table.
"Harriet I can't even believe you'd be so desperate as to even look at Cain. You're an embarrassment to Ashley." I'd clearly touched a nerve, taking Cains side. Why wouldn't I take his side? She's the one who started all of this. I can't believe she'd even have the nerve to mention Ashley and that's when I remember what Laurel told me about Emma and the Video tape. I stand up, not even thinking about my actions. Before I knew it my hand had firmly slapped her across the face. Leaving her stood there, her hands holding where I'd slapped her. She starts to speak but I stop her.
"Don't you dare mention his name! I've heard all about you bullying him into thinking you weren't on that bridge, so don't talk to me about desperate." I snap, I'd had enough. Not just of Emma but of everyone. It was nobody else's business what I did with my life.
"You know, I don't know who I pity the most." She says shifting her gaze from me and Cain. "You can lash out all you like, we both know your just a stand in. His replacement until Moira wants him back. You're pathetic Harriet." She says, pushing me back a little into the table.
"You bitch." I say, swinging for her once more. She grabs hold of me, pulling my hair. I feel cain pull me back. "Leave her, she's not worth it." Cain says, calming me down a little. "Come on let's go." He says, grabbing my coat, putting it over my shoulders.
"You're nothing but a baron old hag." She says, spitting before turning round.
I turn round, picking up a nearby pint before throwing it in her face.
"And your nothing but a murdering psychopath. Pretty soon everyone around here will know just who you really are." I say, before storming out.
Cains POV
"Are you okay?" I ask, rubbing her shoulder as we sat down on the sofa. She's not really spoken on the way home, she probably needed time to think in her own mind.
"Not really." She says, as she starts to cry. I pull her in for a hug, it looked like she definitely needed one. "Thanks." She tells me, smiling a little as I kiss her forehead.
"That's what I'm here for." I say, kissing her again, this time placing my kiss more in her hair.
"It's never going to end is it?" She asks, putting her head down, looking at her lap.
"What isn't?" I question, once again rubbing her back.
"People commenting on our relationship. Why should it be anybody's business but ours." She says, looking up at me.
"Everything's going to be okay. I promise. I know it's easier said than done but you've just got to forget about everyone else. Just focus on us and think about the wedding day." I tell her, lifting her chin up with my finger. "Unless you're having second thoughts?" I ask, nervously awaiting her response.
"No, no. Of course I'm not. I can't wait. It's just what Emma said. Does everyone think that? Are they just not man enough to say it out loud?" She says, as a single tear falls down her cheek.
"Nobody thinks that. Emma is a stuck up cow. She never deserved your friendship. You need to forget about her." I tell her, stroking her hair.
"I can hardly forget her. I've just had a fight with her in front of the whole pub." She says, reminding me of the earlier events.
"Yeah about that. I was under the impression that you were against violence Miss Finch." I smile, trying to make light out of the situation.
"Great. Now I'm a hypocrite on top of everything else." She laughs, looking up at me once again.
"Everyone's going to know aren't they?" She asks, taking a deep breath in.
"What that you slapped Emma Barton? Hell yeah. I'll be surprised if you don't get handed flowers in the street." I tell her laughing, I hated seeing her upset.
"Flowers?" She questions, clearly not grasping my point.
"Well she's hardly got a fan club around here has she?" I say, elbowing her lightly.
"What And I have?" She smiles, laughing.
"Yeah, I'm the manager of it." I say, getting up to make us a cup of tea each.
"Of course you are." She says getting up and following me into the kitchen.
"I'm your biggest fan." I tell her smiling, handing her the kettle to fill up.
"And I yours." She replied winking, handing me the kettle back.
"Good." I say, putting the kettle on before pulling her in for a kiss.
"I'm so lucky I've got you." She says, giving me a hug.
"Vice-Versa" I reply, retuning the hug.
"I love you." She tells me, giving me a kiss in which I greatly return.
"I love you too." I say, giving her another kiss.