Our relationship. It wasn't sonnet inspiring, the story of it won't make thousands want to listen. But it was complicated and it was special to us. It was certainly more than I bargained for from just seeing a boy with a football helmet across the room.


72. Seventy two

I'm in Target one day because I have missed Target more than anything, when I spot Leigha with Robin. I prepare to leave but as soon as I see her, she sees me. I'm shocked when she actually smiles at me and makes her way over. 

"Jesus Christ." I mutter. Why is she coming over here? I'm pretty sure we are not friends anymore. 

"Alice!" she exclaims. "You're here!"

"Alice!" Robin says and I force a smile. 

"Hello!" I say to him and take a deep breath, looking at Leigha. She's just smiling at me like she hasn't done anything wrong, like she hasn't done the absolute worst thing she could do to me as my friend. Also, she looks as pretty as ever and I remember the first time I saw how pretty she was and felt insecure and I guess I had good reason to. "Hey."

"So..." she hesitates, still forcing a smile. "I haven't heard from you in a while."

"I wonder why." 

She sighs. "Come on Alice. I thought you'd understand."

"I'd understand if you left it for a while!" I say. "And if you told me! You never even told me!"

"Well, you knew!"

"That's not the point." I look at Robin who isn't really paying any attention, thankfully. "I'm not having this argument in front of your son. I'm not having this argument at all, I'm over it, there's no point making a big deal out of it."

"Alice." she says but I'm walking away. I don't want to get angry about this again, I finally felt like they weren't in my life anymore, I don't want them to be in my mind all over again. 

That night I call Freddie and I realise we do actually have something really great going on because I immediately feel calm as soon as he picks up the phone. 

"Hey." he says. "Isn't it really late over there?" 

"Uh, I guess. Why, do you not want to talk to me?" 

He laughs. "Of course I want to talk to you, I was just asking."

I smile to myself. "Can I just tell you, I love your accent."

"You mean the accent that's the same as your accent?" 

"Yes. It's so English and wonderful."

He laughs. "Alright, dork. Getting tired of being over there then I guess?"

"I don't know. Kind of. I like my friends being here and I love Austin, but it's reminding me of everything I want to forget, you know?" 

"I know, but you've only got a couple more days there, enjoy your time with your friends because you'll miss them as soon as you're on the plane home." 

I sigh happily. "You're just so wise, you know that?" 

"I know." he chuckles. "Never underestimate my wisdom."

"Whatever." I laugh at him. "Don't let this go to your head, but I kind of miss you. A little bit. Sort of."

"Ah, well I kind of miss you a little bit, sort of too. I kind of want to take you on a sort of date when you get back, a little bit. Have you got any kind of idea as to what you would like to do?"

"I kind of like dates at home, a little bit."

"I think that's sort of good idea."

I laugh. "I can't deal with this. I'm going to bed."

He laughs too. "Alright. Night."

"Night." I say, smiling to myself. Leigha and Harry are mattering less and less to me.

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