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.


67. Sixty seven

Dan calls me the next night and it's the first time I've spoken to him since I've been feeling happier. 

"Hey!" I say. 

"Hello little Alice. I need to have a word with you."

"Oh really?"

"Yes." he says, sounding overly nonchalant. "Tell me, who is Freddie Stoke and why is he taking a selfie with your faces touching?" 

I laugh. "He's just a guy, I've been on a couple of group dates with him and I'm texting him a little, that's all."

"Well, I'm not quite sure what to do in this situation. How am I meant to make sure he's not some mass murderer? Or even worse... a fuck boy?" 

I burst out laughing. "I think I can handle it Dan, don't you worry."

"I'll trust you." he chuckles and then is quiet for a moment. "Uh, so you heard about Harry's dating life then?" 

"Yeah." I say. "I don't care."

"Yeah, it's nowhere near as good as yours. Leigha isn't even hot. Even I think this Freddie guy's pretty hot, he's got that attractive bedhead thing going on, he's British, he's not so typical football player." 

"Right, well, I'll give him your number." I joke. 

"Thank you." he says. "You sound happier, you know?"

I smile to myself. "That's nice to know."

"Good. Okay, I've gotta go, I'll talk to you soon."

"Okay, bye."

When I look at my phone, I see I've got a text from Freddie. We've actually been texting back and forth quite a lot and I'm surprised at how much we find to talk about. This time he says:


I smile to myself as I reply:


He replies:

I want you to come out with me, that's what I want you to do 

I reply:

It's two in the morning

He sends:

Two in the morning is the best time to drive around!

So I sneak out of my house for the first time. I honestly feel kind of bad for going against my parents but at the same time, there's this novelty to getting dressed and putting some makeup on again and sneaking down the stairs and trying to shut the door quietly and then getting into Freddie's car. I didn't know what to expect from just driving around at two in the morning, but there's something kind of magical about it.

We just drive around with the windows down and we listen to music and we talk and it's just fun, with that edge of knowing we shouldn't really be doing it. It's like we're taking advantage of the fact that we're young and there's still fun in breaking rules and for the first time I'm truly realising that maybe ending things with Harry was for the best. Maybe it's good that I went through that phase of being really unsure and I still am kind of unsure. After all, I've got the rest of my life to be certain about everything. 

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