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Beccas POV -

Arabella and Harry are two separates, that desperately want to be one. They were just kind of drawn together since day one, I think personally.

You can catch Harry just being fully consumed into what ever Arabella is saying. Every vowel that Arabella pronounces just gives him happiness, honestly it reminds me of when Brett talks.

Arabella really wants to trust Harry and drop her wall fully, let Harry understand and absorb every aspect of her. What no one else sees, is that Arabella has a very dark past. She doesn't like talking about it, which is completely understandable considering the senerios that have happened.

It's sad really. Arabella stopped trusting people, not letting them in. But think about it, if you tell someone everything and they throw it in your face, you begin to have a different outlook on people.

She wants to drop this wall for Harry. But then again, she doesn't. Arabella doesn't want him to walk out of her life, leaving with the sacred information.

Honestly, I don't know what she should do. Harry seems like an alright guy, but .. He does seem like one to walk out when ever times get tough. I don't know him that well so I don't have the right to judge and accuse of him of anything but that's just the vibe I get.

Even though Arabella doesn't want to admit it, I know she wants a serious relationship. One where she can tell her darkest secrets and then watch kids movies on repeat.

"We should get food, or else my stomach is going to start eating itself." Arabella says, sitting in the back seat poking her stomach.

"I could eat." Harry announces.

"Two out of three. We win. Feed us." Arabella says smiling.

"Do you really think that I'm going to deny food?" I laugh. "Where do you wanna go?" I ask as we pull up to a red light.

"I dunno. Some place that there is little to no wait for your food." Arabella answers as she turns her attention to her phone.

"Any ideas Harry?" I say looking to Harry, he's on his phone too. I glance down at his screen, revealing Arabella's name.

Are they seriously texting each other?

"Uh. No, no idea." Harry says, lifting his eyes from his phone.

"Okay. We're going to a Red Lobster. Don't like it, don't care." I say turning the car around and pulling into the Red Lobster that we passed.

"Were here." I say putting the car in park, grabbing my purse and phone.

"Great, I'm starving." Harry smiles widely as we get out of my car.

"I dare you to do a cartwheel." Arabella challenges as we walk across the parking lot.

"Oh no. I would rather keep my stuff." Harry says laughing as they walk side by side with me trailing behind.

"You're right, I'd beat you anyways." Arabella pushes as she bumps him slightly on the shoulder.

"Would not!"

"So would!"

"You guys bicker like a married couple." I laugh as we walk through the doors.

I feel like such a third wheel, I wonder if Brett could come here too. I pull out my phone and text Brett as we follow our waiter to our table.

To: The Babe :)

Hey, we're at Red Lobster. 'We' meaning Arabella, Harry and I. I feel like I'm third wheeling, come join? I'll go home with you, Arabella can drive my car home :) love Ya lots, get here soon.

I hit send, realizing that were standing in front of our table. "Brett is coming too, so you guys sit together." I say smirking.

Harry steps out of Arabella's way, letting her sit on the inside. Honestly, I don't know if Brett is coming but I know they want to sit beside each other, they just don't know how to say it.

"So." I say picking up my menu. "What looks on here?" I ask, looking like I'm searching my menu but I'm not really.

They're talking aimlessly, staring into their eyes, not hearing anything else but the others voices.

My eyes roam around the restaurant, looking for the waiter. My attention being grabbed by another couple, the guy looking oddly similar to Brett.

"I'll be right back." I say to Arabella and Harry.

I turn on my heels, maneuvering around tables. I approach the 'couple', just as I thought, it was Brett sitting across from a busty blonde.

"You have a fucking nerve!" I growl as i March up to their table. "Becca baby. I - I can explain." Brett says standing up, facing me.

"Fuck you. You've been cheating on me. " I say as i grasp a pitcher of ice water on the table, dumping the contents into Brett.

"Are you fucking kidding me !?" He gasps, dripping.

I walk away from the table, back to ours. Arabella and Harry were sat, eating and talking. "Get boxes for your food. We're leaving Brett has been cheating on me. Either we leave now or you hitch hike your way back." I growl, taking a box from the table and shoveling my food into the plastic container.

Arabella left a fifty dollar bill on the table, the waitress making a ten dollar tip.

We all get into the car, the ride silent, too silent. My thoughts are going to be the death of me. As soon as we pull into the driveway, I dart into the house. Making a dash for my room and locking the door.

I can't and won't deal with this right now. I lay down on to my bed, my breathing calming as I drift asleep.

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So. I thought I'd change it up a bit and make Beccas POV. It told about Arabella's past so yeah. Okay love you all tons xox

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