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|Chapter 9|

Fran's POV

"So.. Who is this boy" my mom smirked raising her eyebrow.

"No one" I laughed as I finished putting my hair up in a messy bun. Ugh! I don't know how those tumblr girls do it. "His girlfriend is a friend of mine, no need to give me that face".

"I see"

It was the morning after the party and to say I had a raging headache was an understatement.

"Where are you guys going? Can't do much when it's raining"

"It's raining again?" I groaned.

I love the rain don't get me wrong, but my hair says differently.

"We are going out for tea" I said slipping my raincoat on. "They should be here soon, they are picking me up"

My mom nodded as I kissed her on the cheek.

"I'm going out anyways"

"Oh really?" I laughed turning around, my back against the sink, "whose the lucky guy"

"Richard" her face lit up as she said his name. "He's gor-" she was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Should I get it?"

"Oh no no, I got it" I mumbled as I walked to the door hesitantly.

How will I face Amber after what happened yesterday, what about Harry? Oh I should of thought about this better.

"Hey!" I smiled as I opened the front door to reveal a very soaked Harry. "Oh shit! It's really coming down out there, come in!" I squeaked pulling at his arm, so he could come inside.

"Yeah" he blushed as I handed him a towel from one of the near by closets.

"Hi! I'm Fran's mother!" My mom said lightly shoving me out of the way to shake his hand.

Oh god.

"Hello" he smiled, giving her complete eye contact. 

My mom couldn't help but swoon.

"Ready to go?" He asked.

"Yup" I smiled at my mom and she gave me a smirk and a wink.

"He's a total babe" she whispered in my ear quickly before shoving me out the door.

"Have fun you two!"

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"So where's Amber?" I just had to ask.

"Oh.. Uh.. She couldn't make it" he muttered a frown littering his face. "She went home to visit her family today"

"Oh that's cool" I nodded, "I miss my family back home" I said leaning my head against the glass window. "Especially my dad, but I can't exactly tell my mom that"

"My parents are divorced too" he said parking. "They just weren't right for each other I guess" he hummed while shaking his head. "We're here! The best tea house in London!" He announced in an American accent making me giggle.

"We shall see" I grinned as he opened the door for me.

"You know.. You have really small hands" he said taking my hand in his.

"My hands aren't small! Yours are just really big"

"You know what they say about a guy with big hands" he lightly laughed while wriggling his eyebrows.

"Oh stop!" I blushed, slapping his arm in the process.

"May I take your order" the women at the front counter asked.

"We'll both get the lemon and ginger" he said before handing his card over.

"Hey I could of paid for mine! This is the 21st century after all"

"I asked for you to come today, I'm paying for your tea" he said slinging an arm around my shoulder. "It's okay" he laughed.

"Fine, but I'll get it next time" I spoke as we took a seat by the window.

"I'll hold you to that" he smirked, taking off his jacket.

"Here you go" the women that took our order said, while setting down our drinks.

"Mmm" I hummed as I took a small sip, letting the warm steam fill my senses.

"Good?" Harry asked, combing his curls with his fingers.

"Good" I smiled, "it's amazing, especially on a day like this"

"So.. About yesterday..."

"Yeah?" Oh no. He knows.

"I really enjoyed talking to you and- what?" His green eyes frowned as he looked outside the window. My eyes followed in the direction he was staring at.

My heart dropped.

There was Michael and Amber holding hands as they crossed the street together.
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