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I need to get her out the picture
She's really fucking up my frame
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BENTLEY
Harry left this morning. He woke me up to say goodbye, packed a bag and left quickly, leaving me to fall back asleep.
Thankfully, Dorian was coming in to help today with the paint job we had to complete because we'd be doing a complete engine and battery change on this other car.
I was really proud of myself too... sleeping next to Harry through the whole night was easier than I thought and I liked the feeling of waking up tangled in his tattooed arms. This morning was different because he wasn't there, but you can still feel him there.
You can feel him everywhere, no matter how you feel about him. I learned that early on, when he pissed me off the first time and became the subject of all my attention and energy. The good, and the bad of it.
"Benny... earth to Bentley! The wrench, please." Allegra calls, and I turn my head to look for her. "You haven't spaced out in a while, everything alright?"
"I was just thinking... you know I get lost in my head all the time." I sat, handing her the wrench she needed.
"I'm glad to see you're back to your regular self. Where's Harry?" She asks, swiping the back of her hand against her cheek.
"Madrid. Luna needed him." I reply quickly, standing to go and take a sip of my diet coke before getting back to work.
"In Spain? The hell?"
"I had the same thought, but as long as she fucks off across the pond instead of here, I'm a lot more relaxed." I tell her, reaching for the screwdriver.
I roll myself under the car, undoing a few screws and replacing them with new ones. Allegra is humming along to a song that I actually recognize.
"Is that Edge of Seventeen?" I ask, and I hear Allegra gasp out before pulling my ankle and rolling me back out from under the car, standing over me with a surprised look on her face.
"How the fuck did you know that?" She snaps.
"Harry likes Stevie Nicks." I shrug, pushing myself under the car again but she doesn't let me, pulling me back out.
"YOU LISTEN TO MUSIC WITH HIM?"
"Why are you guys yelling?" Dorian chimes in from across the shop, and Allie throws a bolt at him, nailing him right between the eyes and making him wince.
"What is with you guys and throwing shit at me?" He says. "I'm going to ice this, I don't have insurance, Allegra. If you kill me-"
"A bolt is not going to kill you." Allie and I say at the same time, watching a pouty Dorian go up to the loft and close the door.
"Wait, you listened to music with him?" Allegra rehashes, and I roll my eyes.
"He plays, I'm just forced to hear it because I lost a bet." I admit, and she chuckles.
"You, Bentley No-Middle-Name Hale, lost a bet?" She mocks. "Loser."
"I'll literally shove this screwdriver up your ass." I threaten, and she winks.
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] Bentley Hale is the best street racer in the Bay Area, but everything changes when she becomes wrapped up with Harry Styles, the new official racer for the Oakland Kings gang. Bentley's got a wicked mind and the attitude to match, but so...