Fran's POV
"I believe this is yours" I smirked, handing Harry back his t shirt.
"Keep it" he kissed my forehead, "so you have something of mine.."
I couldn't control the blush that creeped up onto my cheeks.
"Ready to go?" He asked, causing me to nod and follow him to his car.
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"We'll have dinner tonight?" Harry asked, as we reached my first class of the day.
"Of course" I grinned, kissing him goodbye and making my way inside.
"Hey" I did a small wave as I spotted Michael in the back.
"Morning" he nodded.
"What happened yesterday" I asked hesitantly.
He sighed, "nothing.. That involves you" he said in an irritated tone.
What?
"Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today" I joked, but instantly regretted it when I saw his eyes lower.
"Listen Fran, you just need to mind your own damn business" he snapped before standing up and leaving before class even started.
Again... What?
I stood up quickly and followed him out. "Michael!"
He didn't turn around.
"Michael!"
"What Fran! What could you possibly want!"
"What is your problem?!" I shouted.
"You! You are my problem!" My heart was pounding at the adrenaline that was coursing through my body. "I don't need your shit right now"
It was when I began to look around tears started to form in my eyes. People everywhere were beginning to stop and stare.
"Fuck you!" I screamed at Michael before turning around and making a run for it.
"Fuck me? Really?!" Michael said, gripping my wrist before quickly pulling me into his chest.
"Stop!" I cried, "let me go!"
"No.." He began, quickly running his fingers through his hair.
I struggled from his grip, "let me go" I whimpered.
It all happened so fast. From one moment I'm pounding on his chest to let me go and next his lips were on mine. I stopped struggling for a second.
Immediately my hand flew through the air and collided with his cheek.
"F-Fran I'm so s-sorry" he began to apologize. Terrified by his actions.
"How could you" I choked before finally turning away and running to the library which I know is abandoned at this time of day.
I just need to be alone. How is this even happening.
Oh god Harry!
This is all just so fucked up.
When I finally get to the quiet building I head straight for the bathroom. My eyes were swollen and I quickly ran my fingers through my hair to tame it. I sucked in a harsh breath of air as I noticed the small bruise beginning to form on my wrist.
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FanfictionFran and her mother move to England for a new start, but what happens when she meets a boy named Harry at University. Will they fall in love, or learn to hate each other?