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|Chapter 13|

Fran's POV

"I'm sorry" I tried not to laugh as I read over Harry's text. He's sorry? Maybe he should of thought about that before I had to walk home at 8 in the morning.

It wasn't long before his name appeared on the screen as an incoming call.

Oh no.

Nononononononononononononono.

I will just let it ring and go to voicemail. Yeah! I'll do that. What if he's calling to apologize? Well he can go and shove that apology up his ass.

Harsh much?

Eh. I had to walk 40 minutes home in the freezing cold. I'm feeling bitter.

"Just answer it Fran, it could be important" my mother said getting up to get more coffee.

I rolled my eyes. What if he's calling to embarrass me further!

Just answer it! Fran you're so stubborn!

Am not!

Look who's arguing with their self conscience bitch.

...Fine.. I will answer

Thank you!

Right as I was about to hit accept, the screen went black.

Great, just great Fran, awesome.

Shut up.

Make me-

I was interrupted from my thoughts when my phone starting ringing again. I immediately pressed accept.

"Harry" I squeaked.

"Uh.. No.. it's Michael"

"Michael!"

Shit.

"Can we meet up?"
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I was seconds from entering the small bakery where Michael and I agreed to meet at.

What if Amber is with him?

Just go in, you're wasting my time standing out here.

Is it to late to cancel? I should have thought this out better, just as I turned my head, I noticed Michael already inside waving at me to come in.

Crap, he sees me.

Its show time.

"Michael" I grinned going into his open arms for a hug.

Once I came to the conclusion Amber wasn't here I sighed in relief.

"Hi love" he smiled back. "Sit please" he said pushing a tea and pastry towards me.

"Thanks"

Free food.. I like him.

"So.. About yesterday" he started.

"Michael, you don't have to explain yourself to me" I stopped him.

"No I do, I really do. I should have told you" he frowned shaking his head. "I was going to end it with Amber, I really was, but.. She told me she was going to break up with Harry and I believed her"

I nodded, not knowing what to say.

"Harry likes you"

I choked on my tea, spilling the hot liquid onto the table.

"Are you okay?" He jumped up from his seat, to be sure I was fine and not burned.

I nodded once more. Grabbing a handful of napkins to soak the tea up.

After everything was cleaned up, we sat back down.

"Michael, I don't know where you came up with that conclusion but Harry-"

"Fran, I know it, Amber knows it, Harry likes you"

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