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Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Mishap

     Eleanor arrived at the stadium after an hour of driving, just as what she had predicted. The stadium's parking lot was filled with several vehicles, and the girl internally groaned because she absolutely hated crowds. Nevertheless, she decided that it would be best to go inside. Grabbing her handbag and now empty coffee cup, Eleanor exited her car.

She walked over to the main entrance of the stadium where there was a long line, after tossing her coffee cup in a nearby trashcan. She stood in the rather long line, waiting patiently to be admitted into the game. 

After a few minutes of standing in the line, she finally got to the front. A burly man dressed in black stood there, looking grumpy.

"Ticket?" the man huffed as a question.

Eleanor's brows furrowed because Harry didn't mention anything about a ticket. She mentally cursed herself for being so stupid for not even thinking about needing a ticket.

"Um, I don't have a-" but the man did not allow Eleanor to continue speaking for her called 'next', giving Eleanor the signal that it was time for her to leave.

With a groan, Eleanor stomped out of line, grabbing her phone from her purse as she did so. She tapped furiously at her iPhone, dialing the familiar number of her best friend before placing it to her ear. It rang thrice, before it went straight to voice mail.

Sighing, she decides to call him three more times, all ending up the same. By now, she was in her car, seated in the driver's seat. She threw her phone unto the passenger seat before she shoved her keys into the ignition. The engine roared to life and Eleanor drove out of the parking lot, leaving Doncaster.

Throughout the car ride, Eleanor grunted and groaned, and used colorful words to describe her best friend. She couldn't believe that she actually wasted her time coming out here when she could be at home, in her bedroom studying for a test that she knew she had tomorrow, but no, instead she was here, in another town where she had no business in, in the first place. She made a mental note that the next time she saw Harry that she would slap the back of his head as a punishment for making her drive over here for nothing.

-:-

A hour and a half later, Eleanor was sprawled across her bed, text book in front of her, studying-rather cramming-, for her tests when her phone rang. Seeing that it was Harry, she pressed the green button and  placed the call on speaker.

"Hey Eleanor, what's up? I have like four missed calls from you," Harry's voice breathed from the other line, the boy sounding tired and exhausted.

"Yeah. Did you know that you're really stupid?" Eleanor asked rhetorically. "I drove to Doncaster only to find out that I needed a ticket. A ticket that you didn't give me. How could you be so stupid to forget?" Eleanor fretted. 

Harry literally face-palmed upon realization, "I'm so sorry Eleanor, fuck, that was an accident. You know how forgetful I can be. Are you home yet? I'll promise to make it up to you, one way or another."

Eleanor heaved a deep breath and replied, "Yeah, I'm home now. It's alright Harry, you don't have to. Now, excuse me, while I go study."

The two friends both exchanged farewells before Eleanor hung up and returned to her studies. Some minutes after, she chuckled to herself because she can't believe that she forgave Harry already, but a part of her knew that she couldn't stay angry at her curly haired mate for too long.

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Author's Note:

Finally, I fucking updated.

I'm sorry it's so freaking short. 

Now. bye!

Happy Valentine's Day.

Love you!