Hannah's P.O.V'She's just staring at me. What do I do now? What do I say?' I didn't know what to do, I just told her, I just told her something I promised myself I wouldn't tell anyone. She's just staring at me.
I stood up to leave, and started to walk away only to feel Mamrie's hand grabbing my arm to stop me from running. I looked at her. She's crying. I'm crying. She looked up at me, I didn't know what she was going to do.
She hugged me. She stood up and wrapped her arms around me and I cried into her shoulder. Starbucks had little to no people in it, so nobody was staring."It's ok Hannah," she comforted me while rubbing my back.
"You aren't mad at me?" I asked in disbelief, though it was muffled by my crying, 'How could she not hate me right now?'
Mamrie sniffled and wiped away a tear from her cheek. "No Hannah, how could I be? You're my best friend, I love you."
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Quick A/N
Again, sorry. No Hartsquared :(
●●●I pulled away from her tight hug to find her smiling at me. I asked her if she still wanted to go shopping. She said no, she just wants us to hangout at her house together. I agreed to meet her there later. I still had stuff to do.
"See you in an hour or something?" She asked.
"Yeah I'll text you when I'm on my way."
"You sure you don't wanna talk about it?" I could tell she was concerned by the sound of her voice.
I smiled at her, "Later maybe." I hugged her and we both left. I went to find the nearest bathroom to make myself a little more presentable after crying. 'She was so understanding, excepting and so cool about it,' I thought. 'What a good friend I have,' I smiled at myself as I looked in the bathroom mirror.
A stall door slowly swung open, and I saw blonde hair. 'Is that Grace?'
"Hannah?" Her angelic voice asked.
'Ah shit!'
"Oh uh hi Grace,"
'Fuck I'm being awkward.'"You ok? Look like you've been a little upset," she asked me, referring to my puffy red cheeks.
"Yeah yeah I'm uh I'm ok, thanks. Just a rough day that's all." I mentally cursed myself for stuttering. My hands were starting to sweat with nervousness.
"Oh that sucks," she looked at me with kind sympathy, "feel like talking about it? I got time, I'm not meeting Roan for about another half an hour." She offered.
'Is she asking me to hangout with her? Now?' I tried to say yes, but all I could get out was a pitiful "Sorry I uh can't, I'm meeting a friend and I really have to go."
'Shit, why did I say that?' It took me a moment to gather my thoughts before I said "But maybe another time?" My heart is pounding.
She smiled her beautiful smile, tucking her beautiful blonde hair behind her ear. "Sure Hannah, anytime." I smiled back and left the bathroom as she began to wash her hands.
Only just realizing what I've done I thought to myself, 'What the hell did I just do?' I sighed, I started to walk to Mamrie's.
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I really hope you liked it! I'm really sorry it's been late and I'm really sorry that I deleted it and had to retype it, it's not nearly as good as it was. But I hope you enjoyed.
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Fanfiction(In most Hartbig stories, Hannah is the popular one or "cool" one, while Grace is usually quiet and fairly antisocial. But this story is different, it's the other way around. The P.O.V of Hannah is very loosely based on some of my life, but most of...