27- New Friend

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"Let's drink right?"
"Sure" he smiled showing his bright tooth
"Two shots please" he asks to the bartender.
Less than two minutes later we are already drinking our shots and putting the small cup up...we did this more than seven times, until Lucas gave up.
"Wow...I'm so drunk now..." He says supporting his arms on the bar.
"Yeah...I should go home"
"No...please wait...let's stay a little bit longer." He says looking to me
"Okay...but not much" As I say that Harry appears on the bar's door. Shit.
"Abby..."
"No...don't you even start...you liked being a dick to me? Great...but now the one that don't want to talk to you anymore is me." I say and look to Lucas again ignoring him.
"At least listen..." he says
"So now you want to talk again... Sorry but I don't want to talk to you... I'm doing better things"
"Abby...let's go home please, you can say whatever you want to me there but please come with me" he begs
"No Harry...I'm talking to Lucas"
"I won't let you alone in a bar after you drank more than ten shots"
"Oh if that's your problem relax... I'm not alone I'm with Lucas" I say still without looking to him.
"You don't even know him...let's go home...now" He says in an authority tone
"Don't I?"
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Harry's POV

No she can't be doing this...that's not true... She wouldn't...
Abby's really kissing this fucker called Lucas. Her hands are pulling his hair and he puts both of his hands on her waits... I can't believe she's doing that.

"So you still think I don't know him?" She says cleaning her mouth that now has lip stick all over it.
"You didn't..." I look furious to them and before I could say anything my hand founds Lucas face making him fall on the floor.
"Harry!" Abby shouts then lower to help her friend.
"Do you have some problem?" She asks me clearly very angry.
"Lucas are you okay? Oh god your nose it's bleeding a lot" She asks him trying to help him to get up.
That's enough for me. I can't see this anymore. If she wanted to cause some kind of problem between us... she made it.

Opening the door I came across with Edward holding a beer.
"Wow...just came to the show" I say sarcastically to him then slam the door.

I still can't believe Abby did that... she knows what I think about cheating... okay that's not true but... I don't know... This girl freaks me out. I never wanted some kind of relationship because of this...people always cheats on other ones, it's just how it works... I never really dated someone for much time. One of us always ended up cheating on the other. It was fine when it happens other times. I never really liked any of then... Not like I do with Abby... Abby is different... as she always says... Abby messes with my head...this girl lets me crazy. In one second everything is great, she is happy and we are okay... but the second later she hates me and says that doesn't want to see me anymore. I don't know how to act with her... she is the only fucking girl that knows exactly how to control me but at the same time we just argue and argue and argue more and more.

I want to drink... I have to... must have one fucking vodka in this apartment.

I find one on the kitchens shelf. After end up with it in less then twenty minutes I'm more drunk than ever... I can't even handle myself stand.

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Abby's POV

I can't believe I kissed Lucas, it won't solve any of our problems. What's wrong with me?
"Abby..." he says looking to me
"I'm sorry... I drank more than I should and all the things that happened with Harry... I... I shouldn't"
"Shhh... it's okay... really I knew it was just to provoke Harry" he says with his finger on my mouth.
"No please... don't think like that... I don't know why I did that... I shouldn't have drank this much"
"It's okay... really..."
"Oh shit" I say out loud
"What?"
"I don't know how to come back home...Harry was who drove us here"
"That's not a problem I can give you a ride"
"Really?" he smiles to me
"Yes sure, wanna get going?"
"Actually yes"

When Lucas and I arrived at my apartment he opened the car's door for me then walked with me until the entrance.
"Thanks again" I say to him
"For nothing... so see you tomorrow?"
"Yes...probably" I smile than get up stairs on my way to my apartment.

I don't know if it's because of the hangover but I can see a dark mark in front of my door.
What the hell?
As I get closer I can understand what or who is it . Harry.
"What are you doing here?"
"Why Abby...why you did that with me?"
"I asked first...what are you doing here?"
"It was for revenge?"
"Really? This idea again?"
"So why?"
"Doesn't matter...now out... I want to get inside my apartment"
"Let's talk first" he says
"I have nothing to talk to you"
"You do...you know you do"
"Fine...but let's get inside first"
"Thanks" he says trying to not open a smile

He sits on the sofa and signalize me to sit too.
"Okay..." he pass his hands on his hair like he always does when he is nervous
"Why are you here?" I start
"We needed to talk...but not in front of all those people"
"Fine...then talk"
He takes a long breath
"Abby why you did that?"
"Did what?"
"Kissed him!" he shouted
"Because you deserved"
"Why I deserved I did nothing"
"Oh really? You freaked out because I was talking to someone, you don't understand that I'm not your propriety...I can talk to whoever I want."
"But Abby-"
"There is nothing you can say to change my mind... You have to accept that...With or without you I will still talk to random guys that just appear next to me"
"He bought you a drink" he says in a accusation tone
"And?" I say ironically
"Wow...He bought me a drink, big deal"
"Would you like if I bough a drink for other girls?"
"Of course not...but because I know what pass in your mind when you buy someone's a drink but Lucas didn't do that"
"So what explains the kiss?" He asks angrily
"You Harry... your attitude... you pretending to be my owner...that's why I kissed him...because you made me do it"

He looks to the floor like he doesn't know what to say or how to act after all of this.

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