Harry
I grinned as Faye bit into a burger, closing her eyes in delight. She really did love McDonalds.
I couldn't help it. "So this means I get to ask you two questions, right?"
She scowled, wiping her hands on a napkin and leaning forward to glare at me. "Don't kill my vibe, I was enjoying my food."
"Faye!" I whined childishly.
She muttered something incoherent under her breath before looking up. "Alright, what do you want to know?"
I thought about it for a while. What did I want to know most of all? There were plenty of questions swimming around in my head, but they all seemed pointless.
"What do you dream about?" I blurted.
Faye smiled sadly, twirling the straw in her milkshake. She rested her elbows on the table and looked straight at me. Her blue eyes held raw emotion, a change from the emotionless facade she usually put up.
"My past," she answered, and I refrained from rounding the table and holding Faye when her voice shook and her lip trembled.
She took a few minutes to compose herself, gazing at the table and when she looked up, I could tell that the guard was up again. "Next question?"
"Who-" I cleared my throat, "Who is Rose?"
Faye stared out of the window, watching the grey skies, a look of nostalgia crossing her features. "She's my sister."
I certainly wasn't expecting that. What did she mean by 'Don't hurt Rose?'
"What-"
"Ah ah ah," Faye hummed, "Your two questions are up."
She popped a chip in her mouth and grinned, but it didn't reach her eyes. I could tell that what we had discussed was bothering her.
"I'm sorry." I grabbed her hand and held it on top of the table, staring intently into her eyes as she refused to meet my gaze. "I'm sorry for whatever happened."
Faye smiled sadly once again. "Don't be, it's in the past."
She pulled har hand away quickly, standing up and gathering her unfinished food before throwing it in the large silver bin.
"I just need to," she pointed to the bathroom and rushed away quickly. I sighed, gathering my things before standing and waiting for Faye. I just had to ruin everything with my damn curiosity.
She emerged a few minutes later, and I felt a pang of guilt in my chest when I noticed her eyes, rimmed with red.
"Ready to go?" I asked and she nodded, walking ahead of me to my car that was waiting nearby.
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"You're a bloody dork," Faye laughed, crinkling her nose in the most adorable way. We were currently at a red light and I was attempting to dance to an overplayed pop song on radio 1. Faye watched, amusement dancing in her eyes and I mentally praised myself for being able to trigger a genuine smile unlike the fake ones she usually assured people with.
Twenty minutes later I pulled up on the pavement by the grassy riverbank. Faye jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped, running over to sit in her usual place on the edge of the bank.
By the time I reached her she was sat leaning back on her elbows, feet dipping into the lake. She had her eyes closed and a content smile graced her face.
"I love it here." she mumbled.
"I can tell," I chuckled, sitting beside her.
She fisted a handful of grass and ripped it out of the ground, dropping the blades of grass before doing it again.
