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It's been 3 days since our fight.
I honestly can't cope.
I need Thomas.

No. No! I don't need him. He's just a stupid, selfish idiot who thinks he's the best. I don't need him! I tell myself.

I turn my phone on.
9+ messages from Thomas.

Lucy are you okay?

Lucy...

Lucy?!

LUCY!

Answer me please!

IM SORRY! OKAY?

LUCY I CAN EXPLAIN:

I thought facing Kaya would boost your confidence!

Help you get used to... 'Talking' to her.

So please I'm sorry.

Okay... Don't answer

That's fine.

COMPLETELY FINE.

YEP COMPLETELY!

So you won't be hearing anymore. No more texts. No more calls nothing...

I've really messed up now...
I don't know what to do.

I decide to go over to his house to say sorry...

I throw on a black Harry Potter top which says 'Platform 9 3/4.'
Man... I love Harry Potter. And some ripped jeans.

I anxiously press the doorbell waiting for Thomas to answer. But he doesn't.
I can see him in the window.
He must know it's me.
I angrily knock on the window. Still no answer.

"THOMAS LET ME IN!" I shout.
He just completely ignores me again
"WE BOTH KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME." I shout.

Some one, who I assume is Thomas' next door neighbour, taps me on the shoulder.
"Excuse me?" He says.
"Huh?" I reply.
"Why are you harassing this poor boy?" He says.
"Poor boy?" I repeat completely surprised.
"Girl, I don't know the last time you've seen Thomas, but he's gone deaf."

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