Chapter 13: Complicated.

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A/N: long haired harry is superior......





I get out of the subway, and turn down the street, going into the coffee shop that I haven't been in since I first met Krys. I see familiar faces as I walk in, and I wave to Hunter, and Jason, smiling as I do. I walk to the counter, and wait as Krys comes up to me.

    "Hey blondie, how the hell are you?" She asks, leaning on the counter.

    "I'm doing great, wonderful, fucking fantastic. How are you?" I ask, smiling, and she raises her eyebrows at me.

"What the hell happened to you? You were just blah earlier, and now it's like you saw god." She presses on.
"Look what the hell I found in Harry's room an hour ago.." I mumble to her, and turn the picture around showing her the pictures I took of the canvases. She takes the phone from me gawking at them.

"Holy shit... First of all, he's a damn good artist, I wonder what else those hands could do... Second of all why the hell were you in his room, and third I thought we were done with this... What happened to Henry or whatever the hell his name was?" She asks me, and I take my phone back.

"I was looking through his canvases to hang a piece in our living room, and I accidentally found those, and Hunter is right over there, I'm about to have coffee with him, and Jason... There's nothing going on, I just... I don't know, don't judge me." I furrow my brows at her.

"I'm not judging you, I just don't like it that he hurts you sometimes without even realizing it... You don't deserve that blondie." She gives me a sly look, but I keep the smirk on my lips, looking at the pictures. "But I know for a fact that's not the only reason you've got that fucking smirk on your lips, what happened?" She continues, and I lean on the counter again.

"Okay... I got really pissy about the stupid canvases and then Harry and smelly kelly come in right? I go in my room, and scream out of frustration, and he texts me telling me to shut up so I bang on the ceiling and he comes down stairs right? He fucking jumps on my bed, and pins me down, and my ass was shocked cause I swore this bitch was a bottom, but then I flip him over, and take total control, because I fucking know he's got feelings for me now, he couldn't deny that shit. So I'm on top of him, so close to him I can practically taste him, he's practically panting, and that bitch calls him, and we stop, and I roll off of him, and I practically had him chasing me out the door." I tell her, and she's got her eyebrows raised.

"What, why aren't you saying anything?" I ask, and she shoots her eyes to Hunter.

"I just think... I think you've got a pretty great guy starin you down right over there that has his feelings on the table, so what's the use chasing after a taken man that ain't even said he likes you more than a friend? I just don't want you to get hurt blondie.. Now what kinda coffee do you want?" She asks, and I don't even look up to the menu.

"Cold Brew, extra vanilla, and cream please." I mumble, swiping my card as she rings it up. I go to Hunter, and Jason, hugging Hunter from behind as I approach the table. "Hellloooo." I mumble, seeing Jason smile as I hug Hunter's neck.

"Hey Mari, you seem cheery today." He speaks out, and I walk around Hunter, sitting between the two of them.

"Maybe because I'm seeing my two best friends, and the sun is out, and it's just a good day." I motion around me.

"Where's Harry?" Hunter asks, and it's odd he wants to know but I ignore it.

"Probably sleeping with his girlfriend, who cares, Mari is here, meaning we don't need to talk about the british brat right now." I mumble to myself which gets shocked looks from both Jason and Hunter.

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