Fran 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?
"I bet it's exhausting playing the drums.." I bit my lip, as I stared at the guys arm muscles.
"It is" he smirked.
"Fran! There you are!" Mona faked exhaustion as she walked towards me. "I need you" she grabbed my arm and yanked me away from my male friend.
"Rude much?" I glared at her.
"I don't know if you understand this.. But you have a fucking boyfriend and he will be here in 6 hours" she said as she waved a hand in front of my face.
I rolled my eyes, "it was just flirting.."
"Yeah.. And flirting is cheating.."
"No it's not" I chuckled.
"Oh really?" She scrunched her eyebrows while crossing her arms, "If I slap you with my left hand but I'm right handed, are you still getting slapped?"
"Yeah.." I trailed.
"Then yes!" She hissed as she dragged me towards the exit.
"This conversation went from 0 to 100 really fast.."