The friendship game.

Switzerland

Two things annoyed me more than anything right now. One was that Lisa had been coming over to the apartment more frequently and second was that Heath paid more attention to her than before. Her giggling was the epitome of my hate. It was so pitchy and just loud overall. It put me into a worse mood than I already was because I woke up today, missing Francis like crazy.

I ignored the two flirting very obviously, on the couch and cooked breakfast. At the very same time, the song 'Hurt' was playing on the TV. Being in the emotional state I was in because of Francis, I sang along with the song, very loudly while purposely interrupting the two on the couch. Tears escaped my eyes as I sang along, ignoring the awkward stares.

I wiped my tears, realizing I had cried more than I intended. They were a mix between Francis and Heath. "I miss you Francis." I mumbled under my breath while eating breakfast. The door shut, signalling that Lisa had finally decided to leave and Heath sat opposite of me.

"What's wrong with you?" He sighed.

"Leave me alone." I stated coldly. I need to be more honest with myself. Those tears were more for Heath than they were for Francis.

"How was your first week of school?" I shrugged in response. After telling me off a while ago, I have refused to make proper interaction with him. There was a silence. "I'm dating Lisa now."

"And? What's that got to do with me?" My hand lightly clenched the spoon.

'I'm just telling you."

"Don't. A kid like me won't understand anything about love." My heart was hurting me and at this point, I couldn't deny any further that I had fallen for Heath as much as I hated it.

"Yeah. You're right. Kids will never understand." Asshole.

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The empty hallway of the school just reminded me about the scene over a year ago. Greg telling me off and Francis comforting me. I wonder what Francis was doing now? I walked out, head down and sighing.

"Rough day?" The familiar phrase, that familiar voice. My heart pounded fast, getting excited as I looked up. I was overwhelmed with joy and tears when I saw his face. It was like yesterday when we first met. "I missed you so much, Dana." He whispered into my ear, holding me close. He was foreign but familiar at the same time.

"Francis" I hugged him as tightly as I could, making sure that it wasn't a dream and inhaling much of his smell which relaxed me. "I hate you, so much."

"Why is that?" He chuckles.

"Never once did you text me."

"Of course not, silly. If I had texted you, I wouldn't have been able to stop worrying about you more than I already was." He opened the door of his car and I got in. We leave the school and head into the city. "I hear you're a Senior now. What's that about?"

"I skipped a grade." I admit, embarrassingly. "Turn left into that apartment there."

"Wow, that means we're in the same grade now. That's weird." He took my hand into his and walked me to the door. I missed his hand so much. "So you live here now, hm?"

"Ta-da" I laugh awkwardly. "How long are you here for?"

"Just for a couple of weeks. You won't be seeing me much though. I'm just taking care of some things." I held onto his hand tight, not wanting to let go.

"How did you know I stayed back at school?"

"I asked Jeremias."

"Oh.." It got silent and we just smiled at each other, signalling a silent good-bye. I watched him walk away sadly. When I went into the apartment, Heath was standing there, staring at me intensely. "What?" I say, sounding annoyed.