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november

2am, who do you love?
- taylor swift.

Bella's texts are italic.
Harry's texts are in bold.

When Bella arrives at Holmes Chapel with Gemma the next weekend, she is glad to be there. As in, extremely glad to be apart from Harry (because of the whole, image running round her head of him and Paige in bed when she sees him) and in a "new" atmosphere different to the one in London. Sometimes, she really likes the peace. However, she does intend on not really going out too much just in case she bumps into Paige.

Her parents gave her a great big hug upon entering the house, happily already making plans with Anne and Robin to have dinner all of them together. Bella doesn't mind because this time, Harry is back in London. She really needs to sort her feelings out sometime soon.

Bella groans and whines and complains about having a headache and being tired in order to get out of grocery shopping, instead she lies in her bed and scrolls through her phone when she receives a text.

You forgot your pen

Why was Harry texting her about a pen?

Er...okay? I'm pretty sure my dad has some pens in his office if I need to use any
I know, I just wanted a conversation beginner
That was a shítty conversation beginner, then
Aaah, don't be mean. It was the first thing I could come up with. How're Julie and Matt?
My parents are fine. They did mention not having seen you in a long time which annoyed me a bit. Did you visit them a whole lot while I was away?
Yes, they are kind of like my second parents after all. Have you seen my parents?
We're having dinner together all of us tonight
What's your mum making?
How do you know we aren't dining at yours?
Because I know it and it's going to be your mum because she loves guests and cooking.
Okay, okay. She's making a vegetable pot and curry chicken with Basmati rice, I think. Why'd you want to know?
Because now I am extremely jealous and want to be there to eat your mum's cooking. Could you pack any leftovers in a tupperware and bring them down?
I thought you were an amazing chef?
I am. But your mum's better. There is no beating her.
Okay, fine, I'll get you. Doubt there will be any leftovers though.
Noooooo! Tell your mum to cook loads, then there will be leftovers.
If they aren't any, I'll tell her to make some tacos for you :)
You are the best.
I know, I know. How is study group going?
Pretty good. Although they are discussing right now about who is better: Superman or Batman. Then another guy made it worse and proposed Spiderman as being a great one. They're really nerdy.
I vote for Spiderman.
Do not get me started I am not discussing this with you.
Hahahaha superman is shít hahahahaha
BELLA I am not arguing about that with you. I've wanted to text you to get away from what they're talking about
Okay, okay! Shouldn't you be studying then if you're still at study group?
I really do hate the accounting. Who the hell cares about balance sheets and cash flow forecasts?
You should, because you do want to do something with business don't you?
Yeah but. It's boring. I might change my degree.
Can you even do that in the UK? I could in America but I don't know about here...
I'll give them my puppy dog eyes and flip my hair a few times, and BANG i'll have the dean on the palm of my hand. Change degree? Of course, Mr Styles!
Stupid one you are. Do you want me to ask my dad? He's got a friend at University of Manchester, he might know.
Yes, please
Okay, my study group pals are telling me to drop the phone. They have finalised that Superman beats all.
That is not true you probably are just saying it was Superman because that's who you'd like to win.
No lies, just the truth. Suck it up, Sherwood.
I am going to ignore the past few texts and tell you to have a good time at study group.
Ps. You are not getting tacos anymore.
I will rephrase my previous text and say that Spiderman is the best.
Ps. Bring tacos.
I am bringing tacos. Now go study properly.
Sure will now that I can expect tacos in my hand tomorrow! See you, Bella.
See you tomorrow.

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