A/N: Right so first off I owe everyone a massive apology for leaving it this late! I feel so terrible, but my life has been so hectic, I barely have time to breathe. As a massive apology I made this one extra long for you, and I am also going to tell you the next one will be the last chapter (maybe an epilogue on top of that but I'll see)

Chapter 15

Pierce POV

"Oh come on, this is so pathetic!" I said putting my bottle down on table and looking between Harley and Zac. My company tonight consisted of Zac who was too consumed in his own thoughts and Harley who was too busy complaining about Wesley.

"You're the one who made me come. I told you I wasn't in the mood," Zac said.

"Well you haven't been in the mood for anything for three weeks Zac, you need to snap out of it," I responded. "Harley, help me out here?"

Harley sighed, "Hate to say it but Pierce is actually right. I know you probably don't want to hear this but you need to get over this Zac. It isn't you."

"What isn't me?" he said.

"Sitting here pining over a girl! The Zac we know would—" Harley began.

"The Zac you know would what? Couldn't care less, then moved on to screw someone else? Maybe I don't want to be that guy anymore," Zac interrupted defensively.

"I didn't mean it that way," Harley said.

"Yes you did, but you're right. Maybe if I was a little less how I've become she wouldn't have been so quick to cut me out," he said.

"Zac we care about you ok? And we're just saying you can't stay in your apartment all week. It isn't healthy," I said.

Zac just sighed in response knowing I was right. "Have you seen her?"

"No," Harley said.

"She's not just cut herself off from you man, she has been avoiding us too," I said sighing.

I could not believe what had happened to our group in the short space of three weeks. We'd gone from being the tight nit group of five that wouldn't let anything come between us to this broken up mess. Nobody had seen Abbie in weeks, Zac , had been holed up in his apartment, just emerging for work and classes and Wesley and Harley weren't able to be in the same space without breaking out into an argument, something that I was pretty sure was my fault. I felt like I was in the middle of everything, and I was determined for it all to get back to normal. We were not going to end the year like this.

"Whoo!" Wes said sliding into the booth beside me. "I am having a great night!"

"And we're going to hear about it even though we won't ask right?," Harley said rolling her eyes but it didn't faze him.

"I feel like a haze had been lifted and I can finally see all these other amazing girls," Wesley said in a dreamy tone as if she hadn't spoken.

"From the way it looks from over here you can see them but they can't see you," Harley said.

"Oh really?" Wesley said. He then produced a handful of napkins on the table filled with numbers, "then what is all of this?"

"Bite me," she said.

"Been there, done that," Wes said as if on reflex. "Wasn't that great."

I could practically see steam coming out of Harley's ears.

Everything was all twisted. Wesley did not talk back to Harley like this. It was like I'd urged him to take an inch and he'd taken a mile.

"Can you guys please just work this out! It's getting ridiculous!" I said collecting all the numbers and confiscating them as if it would revert Wesley back to the way he used to be.

"There's nothing to work out," Harley said as the same time as Wesley.

"You guys were doing great, I forced Wes to screw things up with you. It was all me, you guys should just go back to the way you were," I said.

"You were stupid enough to do what he of all people said!" Harley said to Wes.

"Hey!" I protested, slightly offended.

"Yep, and I am so glad I did," Wes said as Mandy walked up.

"Can I get you guys anything else?" she asked.

"Beer," Harley said.

"Me too," Zac added.

"Wes?" she asked.

"I'll come up to the bar with you," he said sliding out.

As usual she didn't ask me and disappeared to get the drinks.

We sat there for a few seconds before Harley and Zac sighing one more time made me groan. When the hell did we all get so fricking depressing?

"Excuse me?," I heard Wes say from behind me. I saw Harleys gaze linger over my shoulder and I twisted slightly to see Wes talking extremely loudly beside a blonde girl.

"Yes?" she asked.

Wes then looked up with a dead serious face and said "Are you lost? Because heaven is a long way from here."

"Holy crap he did not just say that," I said internally cringing.

" I think he just did," Zac said.

"There is no way in hell that would ever work," Harley said smirking. "This is going to be hilarious when she tells him to get lost."

"Just walk away Wes before all your dignity is lost," I said but only loud enough for the three of us to hear.

The blonde girl put her hand on her hip and stared him down for a few seconds before laughing.

"That is by far the worst line I've ever heard," she said. "Good job."

"Thanks," Wes said winking.

"You're really cute," she said.

"I must be dreaming," I said in response to what I was witnessing. I can't believe he got away with that one. How the hell did he manage to get all those numbers on the napkins?

"He can have her. I don't care," Harley said taking a big gulp of the beer Mandy had just put down in front of her.

A blast of cold air hit my side, and I looked over to the door in time to see Lucy walk in with short brunette girl.

"I'll be back," I said sliding out.

I dodged the groups of people in my way and reached Lucy who was now waiting at the bar. I had been trying to catch her all week. I had seen her in class where ironically we had actually been forced together for a presentation, but she had turned up to the first study meeting for it with the whole presentation all pre done and no need for us to meet up again. Every time she found herself in the same place as me she would avoid me completely or just answered me with generic answers.

"Lucy," I said approaching her.

She flipped around then frowned when she saw who it was.

"Can I help you?" she asked, sounding completely casual as if I was a stranger approaching her in a public place.

"Come on Luce, don't be like that," I said.

"Be like what?"

"Like this! Like we barely know each other," I said.

"Why would I talk to you any other way? It's not like we're friends," she said.

"So now we're not even friends!"

"I don't think we ever were," she responded.

"Right we were never friends. So you just invite strangers in your house to watch a movie in the middle of the night and offer to give up your time to hang out and tutor them?"

"We're just two people that slept together once Pierce. We're not friends. All I am is another notch on your bedpost," she said harshly.

"Lucy…" I said speechless. This was the first either one of us had even mentioned that we'd slept together. I was beginning to think it hadn't happened. The way she described it though didn't sit well with me. It weird as it sounds in my mind I didn't group Lucy with all the other girls I'd had a one night stand with which was ironic considering our run in was textbook definition of one night stand. We'd gotten drunk and had sex once. The moment which pulled her out from the rest of the girls was the split second it took me to decide to have breakfast with her. "If that were true do you think I would have seen you at all after that day?"

The space in front of Lucy cleared and she leaned forward over the bar and asked for a martini and a Coke then turned to me whilst she waited.

"Pierce. We were just 'thrown together' for school right? You got your grade, you passed. That's it," she said. Lucy reached over the counter as I contemplated her use of my own words from the other day, as I realised how badly she must have interpreted them. I didn't blame her though because I didn't mean them any other way. It must have felt like I was just using her, even after she told me all that stuff about her past.

Lucy exchanged her money for the drinks and took a sip of the coke.

"I don't know what to do," I said. I knew I wanted to explain everything I was feeling to her but I didn't even know what I was thinking myself at the moment. All I knew was if this was some other random girl I had slept with I wouldn't care less at what she was saying. Coming from Lucy though cut me deeper than I expected.

"I'll tell you what you do. You turn around, go back to your friends and I'll go back to mine. We're from two different worlds and we're delusional to think this was anything more than it ever was."

She turned around and walked down the bar to a table where the girl she walked in with was already seated with another two girls. She sat down in the empty seat, her back to me.

I didn't move from my spot. I'd give her twenty seconds and If she turned around now I don't know what I'd do but I'd do something.

I mentally counted to fifteen, my body not wanted to move from its spot.

Before I could reach fifteen I was interrupted by a smash. I spun around and saw Harley with her hands on her hips and murder in her eyes. This was not good.

I walked back to my table quickly, knowing Harley needed reigning in when she was like this.

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Lucy POV

As much as I didn't want to I forced myself to walk away from Pierce. I walked to the table Carmen was at and put both of our drinks on the table.

"Thanks Luce," she said reaching for her martini then carrying on her conversation with Michelle.

As much as it sucks now I knew it was for the best. I had to stop it now before I got hurt and I knew the person to get hurt would be me. I'd already felt myself falling for him and I knew it was a stupid thing to do. I'd kidded myself into thinking something could actually happen with us, but I'd been sharply brought back to reality when I heard how he made up an excuse to Wesley about why he was with me.

Pierce was the last person I ever thought I'd fall for but I did. When I was with him I felt safe. I didn't feel the need to be anybody I wasn't.

Despite knowing I was making the right decision, the small voice inside my head was telling me I was wrong, and Pierce was the guy I believed him to be.

In order to satisfy the voice I told myself I'd wait twenty seconds then turn around. If he was still there I'd rethink this. If he wasn't I knew I was pathetic.

I closed my eyes and waited. I turned around cautiously just in time to see an empty space in front of me.

I am such an idiot.

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"Switch seats with me," I said watching Harley tap her finger on the table telling me she was getting irritated and was trying to control herself.

"What? Why?"

"Harls I've known you long enough to know it's driving you nuts watching Wes up there," I said.

"What?" she said forcing herself to laugh, "I don't care what Wesley does."

"Yes you do and there's nothing wrong with that. You love him," I said.

"No I don't!"

"Whether you're annoyed with him or not you can't expect me to believe you can fall out of love with someone so quickly. Trust me I tried."

She gave me a sympathetic look then sighed.

"I was a complete bitch to him wasn't I?" she said and I knew she would never admit that to anyone else.

"Yes you are," I said and her face fell, "But that's you! It's why we love you, and why he loves you too!"

"Really? He doesn't seem like it," she said looking at Wesley who was still talking to this blonde girl he was hitting on earlier with a really cheesy pick up line.

"You just have to remember you're in it together Harls. You need to give him some say in your relationship too. Some space to be himself. You need to learn to compromise," I said.

"Compromise?" she repeated pulling a face and I laughed.

"That's the first time I've seen you smile in ages," she said and my smile promptly fell.

"Zac you need to speak to her," she said.

"She doesn't want to speak to me and I don't blame her. Why would she want me?" I said.

"Ummm well off the top of my head because you're her best friend, you're like her other half, you're pretty hot and she loves you," Harley said and I smiled at her thinking I was 'hot. "Why are you selling yourself short?"

"Maybe we're just meant to be friends," I said. "Even though I've screwed that up already."

"I cannot believe you!" Harley said. "where the hell is the old Zac?"

"I told you, the old Zac is the reason I'm even in this mess!" I said. Being with a girl changing player was not the type of guy Abbie wanted, needed, or deserved.

"Yeah well I liked the old Zac!" she said sternly. "The old Zac is wouldn't be sitting here moping away, he would be out there fighting for what's his!"


"Don't Harls me!"

"She has a boyfriend and she made her choice. I just need to live with that," I said.

"Like hell you do," she said then sighed, "Maybe you just need to be her friend again first and go from there."

"Well right now if I'm ever her friend again that would be what I'm hoping for. I can't lose her Harls," I said.

"You won't lose her Zac. She cares about you too much for that," Harley said.

We sat there for the next few minutes just enjoying the comfortable silence and being in our own thoughts when Harley jumped up.

"Like hell that's gonna happen," she said storming off.

I flipped around to see where she was headed. It didn't take a genius to figure out her target was Wes who was being held by his shirt by the blonde whose lips were plastered on his.

Oh crap this was not good. I got out my seat and went after Harley knowing this wasn't going to end well.

Harley knocked into Mandy who was holding a tray of empty glasses which fell to the floor resulting in a crashing sound by Harley acted like it hadn't happened and carried on. That girl was on a mission.

Wesley pushed the girl off him and said "I'm sorry."

I grabbed Harley from her waist to stop her going any further.

"I don't understand," the girl said.

"I shouldn't have let it go this far," he said.

Harley was squirming in my arms trying to get me to let go but I had a feeling she had to keep her distance and see this. Or at least I hoped I was right because if I wasn't this would end terribly.

"Why not?"

"Because I love my girlfriend," he said and I felt Harley stop as soon as she felt the words.

"You have a girlfriend?" the girl said.

"Well no but—"

"Then I don't really see what the problem is," she said pulling Wesley in for another kiss before he could react.

Harley yanked the girl off him and said "Oh hell no."

"Harley!" Wesley said in shock, thinking she had just walked up and thought the worst. "It's not what you think!"

"It's exactly what I think," Harley said, and I saw the panic cross Wes's face, "And I love you for it."

"Huh?" he said confused.

Before he could ponder it too much she jumped up, and luckily his reflexes were quick enough to catch her just as her lips met his.

"Thank god!" Pierce said walking up, as Wes let Harley down, smiles on both of their faces.

At least that was two people who were happy.

After all the drama had died down, we headed back to our booth. Wes and Harley hadn't disconnected once since we'd sat down, only coming up for air every so often.

"So do you want to go to mine before we pick up finals results tomorrow?" Wes asked, "We can put in a movie and relax. I think you left that DVD at my place."

Harley gave me a quick glance then replied to Wes with a soft smile, "That's ok, we can watch Die Hard if you really want."

"Really?" Wes said shocked. Harley hated that movie.

She nodded. It was small, but it was something.

I knew then that everything with Harls and Wes would be ok.

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Abbie POV

"Sure you're ok with this?" Claire asked.

"Positive," I said. " I can't avoid everywhere I used to go for the rest of my life."

"I'm so glad you said that because the next bar is thirty minutes away and with traffic—" Jason joked and I elbowed him playfully.

"You guys are going next week and I'm not going to spend the remaining time we have stuck in my apartment," I said.

"We don't have to go," Claire said again for the twentieth time today and I loved her for it.

"Yes you do," I said. "I'll be ok."

It was their last week and there was no way I was going to let them spend it in the apartment looking over me. So if that meant I had to suck it up and go out just so they would, that's what I would do.

I missed Zac like hell but I knew I'd done the right thing. Living the way I was depending on my small fix of Zac for the day wasn't healthy. For me because I found myself hopelessly in love with my best friend when he didn't love me back and for him because the lines of being friends had been blurred and even though nobody would believe it there was such a thing as being too much of a best friend to someone. As soon as he thought he lost me he didn't know who he was on his own anymore, freaking himself out and not wanting to share his best friend with anyone.

Claire pushed open the door to the bar and we were immediately hit by the noise. The place was packed tonight, because it was the last week before everyone would go home for Christmas after finals. The whole place would be buzzing with people I knew and as pathetic as it sounded I really wasn't in the mood to be sociable and talk animatedly about my holiday plans which really consisted of wallowing in my old bedroom back at Dad's until it was time to come back to school where I would put on a brave face and be a big girl. Until then though, I had my own permission to be in a bad mood.

"Can you see any spaces?" Jason said looking around.

"Actually, I see some people I know. You guys hang out," I lied. I could occupy myself for a few hours, whilst they spent some time together. I was feeling bad I'd had to be the third wheel for most of their stay. The least I could do is give them some time to themselves.

"Are you sure?" Claire asked sceptically.

"Yeah, I'll catch up with you guys later," I said forcing myself to smile.

Luckily I spotted a small table available before I was forced to join somebody else on their table and made my way over, getting comfortable for the night.

"Hey Abs," Mandy said coming over with a tray of beers. "Long time no see."

"Yeah, I've been busy," I said smiling.

"Why are you over here? Zac's over there," she offered, as if there was no way I would be by myself if I knew Zac was here. I was suddenly aware of how much pathetic I looked to everyone else around us all the time with me being stuck to his side. I sunk down lower after hearing there were a few more people in the bar I wanted to avoid.

"Yeah, thanks, I might go over later," I lied.

"Ok, well can I get you anything?" she asked.

I wanted to leave now, not wanting to run into Zac because I knew I'd be met with a rush of feelings that I wasn't in the right state to handle, but I also knew that I couldn't make Claire and Jason leave now after the crappy break they'd already had because of me and they wouldn't let me leave alone. Even if I could make up an excuse though, knowing my luck it would be very possible for one of my friends, or someone else I knew to spot me as I left. It made more sense for me to lay low for a while then leave when Claire and Jason were ready.

"Get me a shot of something and a beer to start with," I said.

There was only one way I would get through tonight, with only my own depressing self for company, and I wasn't going to do it completely sober. Might as well get comfortable for the night.

"Sure thing hun," she said swivelling back toward the bar.

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"Pierce what about you? When are you flying out?" I heard Harley ask. Pierce didn't respond and continued staring ahead.

"Pierce?" Wes prompted.

"Pierce!" Harley said kicking him under the table.

"Ow! What?!" Pierce said rubbing his knee.

"What is wrong with you?" Harley said. "You haven't said a word for twenty minutes—not that I'm complaining—but you're sitting there just staring—Actually what are you staring at?"

Harley turned around and looked over the back of the bench to try and figure out what had upheld Pierce's attention all this time.

I saw something flash in Pierce's eyes as he jumped forward.

"I wasn't looking at anything!" he said quickly, and Harley flipped around again.

"And you! You've been staring off the other way! I feel like I might as well be sitting here with just Wes!"

"Four," I said out loud and Harley groaned.

"Forget it, just forget it," Harley said leaning back in the seat and crossing her arms.

"Four what?" Wesley asked.

"That's the fourth drink she's ordered," I said not taking my eyes off Abbie who was seated in a secluded booth nearer to the back. Ever since she's walked in and I'd caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye I hadn't been able to take my attention away.

She'd walked straight past me in light blue worn jeans tucked into her black lace up biker boots and the coca cola t-shirt that she had been wearing since high school and hadn't had the heart to throw out, all under her trademark leather jacket. It was strange with how I knew Abbie better than I knew myself sometimes but she was close yet so far away.

"This is so stupid! We're going over," Harley said gesturing to Wesley to move off to let her off.

"No!" I said quickly stopping her.

"She clearly doesn't want to talk to us, and we're not going to force her," I said. It hurt that I even had to say that but I knew even though I wanted Abbie back forcing her on us wouldn't help.

"No, she's avoiding you and by association us! Zac none of us have seen her all week either and we're not going to desert her, she's our friend just as much as you are."

"I'm not asking you to desert her," I said.

"Well then let's go over!" she said.

"She wants distance Harley, we're going to let her do this at her own pace!" I argued.

"This is ridiculous," she said, but it seemed like she accepted it because she made no move to go. "You two are meant to be together and you need to tell her you have feelings for her."

"You still haven't told her!" Pierce said.


"I just assumed you had!" Pierce said, "You're telling me she has no idea you like her? This would probably change drastically if she knew you know."

"It was just never a good time!" I said.

"You can fix everything Zac instead of sitting around here! Go and sort it out now so we can finish the year together!" Harley yelled at me, and Wes tapped her arm to calm her down.

"I want her to come to me because she wants to. I want her to want to be my friend again. I'm not going to go risk losing her completely by telling her I love her," I said calmly, repeating what I'd been using as a reason to myself all week to stop myself going over to Abbie's apartment.

"Ok fine. But if we come back after break and you two still can't be in the same room together we're stepping in," Harley said.

"I second that," Pierce said. "I finally got these two back together and now I have to deal with you guys too."

"Ummm Pierce…? You didn't get us back together," Wes said and Harley nodded.

"Sure I did! You guys broke up and I didn't like it and I told you," Pierce said.

"That just means it was your fault we broke up in the first place and then you felt guilty," Harley said slowly as if she was talking to a little kid.

Wesley snorted and him and Harley both started laughing.

"Five," I said.

"Zac!" Harley said. "If you want to put the Abbie thing on hold fine, but you actually have to do that too! You're driving us nuts!"

"Where the hell is Jason?" I said looking around the bar. I saw them come in together but he hadn't been to the table since she sat down.

"What is it?" Pierce said.

"She's on her fifth drink! That's way past her limit! Abbie's a lightweight, we all know that," I said.

"Abbie's a big girl," Harley said.

"She always thinks she can handle it, but she can't," I said standing up. "Pierce, move over."

"So what? Now you're going to go to her?" Harley said.

"No, I'm going to find Jason," I said.

"Jason? Zac, Wait!" Pierce called after me.

I walked toward the bar but couldn't see any sign of him. I knew he was here somewhere, and I needed him to go be by Abbie's side where he should be, not leaving her alone by herself in a bar.

I scanned the other side of the bar where the rest of the tables were, but it was filled with rowdy college students celebrating their last night of freedom before having to head back to their families before Christmas break.

Lucy gave me a small nod from where she was sitting and I gave her a wave. I was about to head back over to the table to tell Harley to go over, when I saw it in the corner.

I'd found Jason alright, but I hadn't expected to find him with his lips on a blonde and his hands in her back pockets.

My hands began trembling and I saw red as I went toward them with a mission. How could he do this to Abbie? I knew I'd been right when I thought he was cheating on her.

I pulled the girl off him and didn't hesitate for a second in punching him. The girl screamed and I looked over and saw Claire looking dishevelled. With her own cousin?! I knew thought Claire could do this to Abbie.

Jason stumbled but caught his balance quickly. Before he could act however I took the opportunity to hit him again. This time he fell to the floor.

There was suddenly a crowd around us and Claire rushed forward to see is Jason was ok.

"Zac! What the hell are you doing!" Pierce said pulling me backward by my elbow.

"Oh my god, Jason!"

I looked to my left to see Abbie push through the crowd and her eyes widen at the sight of Jason on the floor. She connected two and two together as she saw Jason glaring straight at me, and me shaking my hand.

Her eyes locked onto mine for the first time in weeks, but instead of the reaction I thought I would get when it happened, I was met with her hand flying up to her mouth and a harsh gasp.

"Are you crazy?" she said rushing forward to check Jason. She kneeled beside him and checked him over whilst he reassured her that he was ok. I hated that she was there caring for that scum.


"Just don't!" she said rushing past me.

"Wait!" I called after her.

"What is going on over here?" I heard the deep voice of Steve the owner say as he came over.

"Zac. Sorry man but—I guess you already know the rule," he finished seeing my fly past him, thinking I was way ahead of him with the rule about being kicked out if you start a fight. To be fair I had had enough experience with that rule so he probably thought he was right.

I pushed past the crowds of people, ignoring Harley who was trying to say something and rushed out the door which was still moving from when Abbie left.

"Wait!" I called after the retreating figure of my best friend who was briskly walking through the car park. She made no move to stop though.

"Abbie!" I called again running behind her.

"What?" she said stopping suddenly, causing me to bang into her. She pushed me off her and I regained my balance.

"It's not what it looked like!"

"Really? So you didn't just hit Jason?" she asked sarcastically.

"Ok, I did but I had a reason to," I said.

"There is never a reason to physically hit someone," she said, "we've had this conversation many times! You are just so freaking immature sometimes."

She spun around and kept walking

"He was kissing Claire," I said.

She stopped again just like I expected her to.

"So?" she said like I was overreacting. That I was not expecting. "He's allowed to kiss her, she's his girlfriend."

"What?" I said half shocked, half confused.

"Claire is Jason's girlfriend. Jason is Claire's boyfriend. Get it now?"

"What are you talking about?" I said.

"They've always been together ok, we lied."

"You lied?" I said, half yelling.

"Yes I lied! And you know what? I'm glad I did because I never would have seen this side of you!" she yelled back.

"Why would you lie to me?" I responded.

" It doesn't matter now ok?" she said.

"We need to talk! Stop moving," I said.

"No we don't," she yelled louder than before, stopping me in my tracks. "I can't do this Zac."

"Ok, maybe we can meet tomorrow then?" I said sensing she wasn't in the mood to do this now.

"No, I mean we can't do this ever Zac. I'm done. This is—I've had enough," she said. I looked into her eyes as my body froze and saw tears streaming down her face.


"I'm sorry ok," she said before walking away.

Before with the prospect of everything working out in the end I'd just about been able to handle it. Now that she had basically told me we were never going to be friends again I felt sick.

I let her walk away for about twenty seconds before I panicked and shouted " I love you!"

Abbie stopped once more.

"What?" she said quietly.

"I said I love you," I said, it feeling completely natural coming from my lips. I had never said that in a romantic way to a girl before, and it felt fitting that I was now saying it to Abbie.

I know I didn't want to ruin our friendship by saying it but since she said that was over anyway, what else did I have to lose?

"Zac…" she said stepping forward.

"Yeah…?" I whispered.

She stared into my eyes for a few seconds before her hand collided with my cheek. My eyes widened shocked at what happened.

"That's not even funny," she said. "I can't believe you of all people would make fun of me like that."

"I wasn't—"

" You know about my feelings and you actually went there!"

Her feelings? She did like me back?

"You don't love me Zac! You're just freaked out at losing your best friend because it might mean you might actually have to get emotionally invested with someone else, so now you're actually going to take advantage of my feelings so you can keep me there by your side while you go live your life! but you know what? I can't stand by and watch you live your life like I've been doing for years. I need to live my own."

By the time she'd finished her speech I was speechless. I had so much I wanted to say and reassure her, I didn't know what I had to get out first.

"Don't talk to me for this week and when we're back home for Christmas, I don't even want to know you're in the same town," she said getting in the car.

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A/N: Thank you to those of you who stuck by this story even when I took ages! I really do appreciate it, and I hope you all know that! If anyone has any story ideas for my next story which will be ten times better than this please do let me know. This story was supposed to be co-written but it never got very far, but I don't like leaving my reading hanging so I finished it, which is why the next one will be so much better!

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