Noah's POV:
"The flat was nice. Fancy going for a coffee? We could grab a Costa, or find a......"
"Georgia! Why the f**k did you come?" I stopped and yelled.
"Noah, people are staring," Georgia spoke meekly.
"I don't care. Let them look." I was so angry with her. How dare she think I would be happy to live off dirty money. I want nothing to do with my so-called father. I had to walk away from her before I said or did something I'd regret, but she grabbed hold of my arm. Pulling it roughly out of her grasp, I bellowed, "Leave me alone, Georgia!"
Thundering off down the street, I flew into the flat, slamming the doors behind me as I went,and slumped down onto my bed. Taking my shoes off, I threw each one at the wall one at a time and screamed at the top of my lungs, then threw myself ba
