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|Chapter 11|

Fran's POV

"Are you okay" I asked hesitantly opening the car door while supporting Harry, trying to keep him from falling.

"Oh yes" he grinned "just peachy" he hummed as he started to twirl a loose strand of my hair.

"Alrighty, there you go" I frowned while strapping his seat belt.

"This wasn't a good idea" I groaned rubbing my temples, after I shut his door. I was buzzed from having only having half a beer, but seeing as I was pretty unaffected from the alcohol I knew I was in the clear.

"So where to now" I asked looking over to him.

"We can go to my place and you can sleep over for the night" he giggled, "I quite enjoy your company"

I thought about it. Was it really a good idea? He's completely drunk, and we've only known each other for a bit now.

"You can have my bed while I take the couch" he said shrugging his shoulders.

It would only be one night..

"Sure, why not" I agreed.

What's the worst that can happen?

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"So this is... It" Harry muttered while rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's nice" I smiled, setting my purse down on the kitchen counter.

"I'll show you my room, yeah?" He said gesturing towards a long hallway.

Okay. It's happening. Be cool.

I couldn't do anything but nod.

I cringed on the inside. Fran get it together.

Harry's place was modern and very spacious. He lived here alone?

When we came to a door Harry quickly turned around and looked at me.

"Uh.. It's right here" he hummed, was he blushing?

When I lightly pushed the door open I smiled. He had so many family pictures littering his room. It was really adorable.

"Aww" I grinned picking up one of the many picture frames. "Harry you were adorable"

"Am I not anymore" he pouted, sticking his lower lip out.

"Of course" I laughed, "you know what I mean" I said slapping his arm playfully.

"Yeah.." He breathed, biting his lip, looking me in the eyes.

My heart was about to fall out of my ass.

No. You can't, he's your friends boyfriend.

Ex-boyfriend..

True, but I can't. I'd be breaking girl code.

"So it's getting late" I gulped, diverting my attention to the bed.

"Mhmm" he hummed, his hands were now on my cheeks, bringing my face closer to his.

Until our lips touched, fitting perfectly together.

yEsSsSsS.. No. No this is wrong. So wrong.

I pulled away from Harrys strong grip.

I'm not thinking correctly.

"Amber.." I gulped.

"This isn't about Amber, this is about you and me." He said bringing our lips together once more.

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