The Game
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"Checkmate, I win," I smirk as I knock over his king. "That's not fair! You cheated!," He whines. "And how did I cheat Harold? You lost fair and square, just call her and ask her out," I say as I hand him his phone, which was on the table next to us. "But-but, ugh fine," he says opening his call app and dialing a number. I wait a moment for her to answer but the one thing I never expected happened. My phone rang.
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"Get out before I do something wrong." I said my voice hard and cold. I saw her stumble back a little before she took the support of the side table. She looked at me for a long time trying to decipher my emotions but lost. She made her way towards the door but suddenly stopped. She pulled out something from her purse and kept it on the table near the door. She turned back so that we could see her side profile. "I brought this for all of you. As an apology. I'm sorry for the hurt you all went through. I'm...so...sorry." She choked at last. I saw a tear roll down her cheek before she disappeared behind the doors. She left... Again.... ... Highest ranking: #1 in harryfic #162 in harrystylesfic

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