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I walked to Hazel's house, unable to stop thinking about what had literally just happened. I should respect Harmony, and give her space for now.   I knocked at Hazel's door, and she let me in. She studied my appearance. "You sure I didn't wake you up?" I ran my hand through my hair,  "What'd you want to talk about?" The smell of cooking food flooded my nose.

Hazel sat down on one of the couches, and I sat on the loveseat against the wall next to her. I didn't want to sit next to her just because it was already awkward.   "Are you still mad at me for yesterday? I never meant-" I shook my head and laughed at her nervous type of manorism. "Hazel I was never mad at you. Disappointed? Yes. Mad? No." I sighed and held my head in my hands.

"Well that's the thing. I-" DO NOT say you went back to him Hazel... "Hazel don't tell me you went to see him, please do not tell me that he-" I was tired, and I was getting worked up.

Hazel got up and sat next to me. Exactly what I was avoiding..... "Calum I got a restraining order." Thank God.   "Oh...how did that go?" I could finally relax now.  Hazel is okay now. "It went okay..."

The oven beeped signaling the food she prepared needed to be taken out. She set the pizza in a cooling rack. "Why did you hesitate?" Why just okay?

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