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The Way We Used To Be - ON HOLD-

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“I don’t know why you’re so upset love…” Scarlett’s deep accent bellowed above me as she rubbed my hair, my head lying comfortably in her lap.
“Because, it’s just… a heads up would have been nice.” I said sighing. I was lying in my bed, Scarlett was above me leaning against my fabric upholstered headboard.
“I am sure he told you as soon as he knew, you’re being too tough on the guy.” She said as she reached for a crisp out of the bowl beside her.
“Yah. Sure.” I said despite not being convinced.
“Not everyone is Harry.” She said crunching on her food. I still winced at the mention of his name.
I was so head over heels for him, I thought we’d last forever. I was so stupid. Naïve and dumb. I was just atrocious.
I huffed and pouted in silence as we watched the figures moving on the tele.
“Okay, so I know something.” Scar said hesitantly.
“What?” I said as I sat up quickly, my eyes peering into hers for some hint.
“You’re not going to be happy…” She said with a sigh.
“I’m already not happy, so bring it on.” I said with a shrug.
“Harry is home.” She said before quickly shoving another crisp into her mouth.
Of course he was home, he came home every year about this time.
“and?” I said rolling my eyes, trying my hardest not to care.
“He’s here for you know… a while. Like a month and he’s called me and he wants to see us.”
I felt my jaw hanging there, just a motionless thing that came with my mind being blown.
Us. Not you, but us.
“Well, see him all you want.” I said with a roll of my eyes before grabbing a crisp and popping it into my mouth, crunching nosily while I tried not to seem offended.
“You should see him, he said he really wants to see you…”
“You talked to him!?”
“Well…yes, my mum and I went over for dinner a couple days ago – his house is quite lavish, much different.”
“Scarlett! You fucking traitor!”
“No, please. Just give him a chance, for me? He’s throwing a benefit and I’d love it if you’d be my date. It’s the same night as the camping trip so you’ll have other things to occupy your mind.” She gave me a wide, desperate smile.
I sighed, scrunching my nose up as I looked through the frames of my round, tortoise framed glasses. They were a must have at night, contacts irritated me like no other and I’d been quite fond of these glasses lately, they seemed to complete every outfit I wore. Really a work of art…
“Earth to Maggie? You’ll go then? Please bested bestie of all bests.” She said with an over exaggerated frown, her palms clapping together in prayer formation. I heaved, blowing hot air from my nostrils before looking at her.
“Fine. But, you’re holding my hand.” I said before chewing on my bottom lip, hopefully I could get lost in my mind more often.
Certainly it would be better than this.