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Rosie's POV

"Friends hug." Harry prompted.

"No way." I chuckle, placing my shopping in the boot.

"Bye, Rosie." He said and walked over to his car.

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"I'm back." I shout, opening the front door and heaving the bags inside.

There was silence.

I need to pick up Edward!

Deciding to put the shopping away first, I bring all the bags inside and unpack.

I then hear indistinct voices.

I sought where the voices are coming from and discover then coming from the dining room.

Maybe Austin had invited a friend around and didn't realise I was back?

I pushed the handle down and gasped.

Austin was making out with someone on the table.

"Rosie!" Austin gasped, instantly getting up off the table.

They looked at me and I looked at them.

My heart sank.

Complete and utter heartbreak and anger filled me.

"Wha- Austin- why?" I stammered, backing away from them.

Tears threatened to spill as I rushed out of the kitchen and opened the front door.

Disorientated, I stumbled and then ran in a random direction.

Too many questions filled my head.

I was going to explode.

What am I going to do?

My phone was on me and a some money.

There was no one to call.

Or was there?

Harry.

Worrying if I had his number still, I scanned through my contacts and found his name.

Sighing with relief, I tapped on call and held it to my ear.

The tears were now flooding down my cheeks and blurring my vision.

"Hello?" Harry said, unsure as to who it was.

"Har- Harry can we t- talk?" I bawled, walking down the street.

"Rosie! What's wrong? Are you crying? Tell me where you are and I'll come now."

"Harry who is that?" I hear a voice say on the background.

"A friend. Rosie, where are you?"

"Er- Maple Ave-Avenue."

"That is just around the corner from me! Wait there."

"Harry what are you doing?" A voice asked.

The call then ended.

After slipping my phone back in my pocket, I sat down by the curb.

How could I be so foolish?

I'm never trusting anyone again.

Harry's POV

"Harry, what's going on?"

"I need to meet a friend, I'll be back soon."

"K, so Angela what do you think about the names?"

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