|Chapter 21|

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Amber's POV

"Why do you have to act like such a bitch all the time" Michael scowled towards me, as I took a gulp of the expensive liquor.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Maybe I wouldn't be, if you didn't see that whore" I narrowed my eyes.

He shook his head.

"This isn't about her, this isn't about Fran" my heart sunk at her name.

"It never is, is it?" I choked back a sob.

"Don't bring her into this" he seethed. I know that look.

"You like her... Don't you" I can't fucking believe this.

He stood up and slammed his chair against the table. "That is enough!" He shouted.

I then stood up.

"It's true isn't it!" I cried, "I can see it in your eyes"

"She is my friend"

I shook my head, wiping my tears away.

"I see the way you look at her" I spoke causing his head to fall. "She got to you, just like she got to Harry"

"I-I.." He stuttered.

"Get out"

"Amber"

"I said get out!" I screamed, throwing the bottle of bourbon at the wall causing it to shatter into many pieces.

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Fran's POV

"That's horrible" I said, sipping my tea, listening to Michaels story.

"Then she told me to leave" he shrugged.

"I can't believe she thinks you like me" I laughed lightly causing him to look away immediately.

"Yeah..."

"Well if you ever want to talk-" I was interrupted with my mother coming through the front door.

"Hello" she smiled, look between both of us.

"Hi" Michael slightly waved. "I... Should probably get going"

"You can stay" I said following him to the door.

He shook his head "no it's okay" he half smiled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"I'll.. See you at school" I spoke causing him to nod.

"Bye" he said, before quickly kissing my cheek and practically sprinting to his car.

Okay..

When I went to close the door I jumped, from how close my mother was.

"Who was that.." She asked hesitantly.

"My friend Michael"

"Mhmm" her eyes narrowed. "He likes you" she said turning around to head into the kitchen.

"Michael?" I laughed, "no, we are just friends" I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly.

"Whatever you say darling"

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