Chapter Three

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Zach's P.O.V

We sat at a table with four brown chairs. I ordered a hamburger with french fries, my mom ordered a chicken salad, and my little brother along with my dad ordered spaghetti. We all ordered coke as our beverage. When the waiter handed me a coke, my eyes widened. The coke bottle had the words, "Share a Coke with Frankie." Images of Frankie started to appear in my mind. I switched coke bottles with my little brother. "Hey, why'd you do that?" "So you can have the bottle with more coke," I made up. 

"Do you guys want to go to shopping?" my mom asked. "No," I said. "I want to see our new house already!" my little brother was bouncing up and down on the chair. "I'm going to use the bathroom," my dad said. As my dad left, I noticed a guy sitting at a table all by himself. He had blonde hair and his nails were painted lime green. He reminded me of Frankie. Oh my gosh, everywhere I go, something or someone always reminds me of Frankie. Why is it so hard to forget about someone? 

Frankie's P.O.V

I was standing by the entrance of the restaurant. I took out my phone and sent Austin a message. "Hey, where are you at?" He immediately replied. Fast texters is a turn on. "I'm inside the restaurant sitting at a table for two all the way at the back." I shoved my phone back into my pocket and walked in the restaurant. I found Austin after scanning the restaurant for a few seconds. "Hey baby," I bent a little to peck a kiss on his cheek. "Hey, I've missed you." "I've missed you more," I said. I sat down and then we ordered food.

Zach's P.O.V

I don't know why but I just kept staring at the blonde with lime green nails. I guess I was that bored. I was about to eat my last french fry when I heard a familiar voice. "Hey baby." Oh my gosh. Frankie was here in the restaurant and he just kissed the blonde on the cheek. 

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