kian pov.

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why did i have to grab her hand? oh my god my hands are sweating so much. or is it her hands? or are we both just sweating all over eachother?? she's probably weirded out that i even grabbed her hand in the first place. i think to myself as we approach the group. i let go and give her a glance. she's smiling but not at me. phew ok maybe she didn't notice.
i wipe my hands off on my shirt as fran introduces herself to corey and bobby.
bobby is making her laugh in some way but i'm not listening. harrison just texted me to go help him with 'his shit outside'.
"hey guys i'll be right back harrison is here."
"alright let us know if you need help with bags." bobby says.
corey just nodes in my direction while talking to fran.
i race downstairs and quickly help harrison.
"hey bud!" he says as we hug.
"ay! everyone's upstairs by the way." i say holding onto a box.
"oh including franny? she's the only one i haven't met."
"yes her too." i say quickly.
"yo is she any cute?" harrison says laughing.
i shift the bag in my arms.
"shut up come on upstairs." i say jokingly.
as we come upstairs we see corey holding franny as she laughs.
"what's going on here?" harrison says intrigued.
corey puts fran down laughing. "nothing we're joking around.
i turn and roll my eyes placing the box on the kitchen table.
"yeah ok i'm gonna unpack." i say walking away.
fran speaks but i don't listen.

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