Arabella’s POV
It has been a week since Harry and I started dating again. I still haven’t told Daniel or Luke where I am. Carly has been keeping in touch with me, and to the looks of it she kept her promise of not telling. Today I would tell them, first Luke, then Danny.

I called Luke first.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Luke! It’s me.”

“Bell! Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick!”

“That’s why I called. I want to tell you that I’m fine. I moved to London to get away from my parents.”

“London? As in England?”

“Uh… yeah.”

“Oh, so what’s happened since you’ve moved there, and when can we come to visit?”

“Hahaha,” I laughed sarcastically. “Why would I let you visit? Just kidding. Well, about a day after I moved her I ran into Harry, and-“

“Wait! Harry? As in before I met you heartbreaker Harry?”

“Yes. And well I thought he was a jerk when I saw him first and didn’t trust him. He told me that he still loved me, and then after a really weird dream about him dying, I realized that I still loved him. So we’re back together now.”

“Wow. I could tell you really loved one another when you first told me about him, but what does him dying in your dream have to do with you realizing you still loved him?”

“I realized that I wouldn’t be able to live without him. He was like my other half.”

“AWWWW!!!” Luke said sarcastically.

“Shut up! I gotta go. I still have to tell Danny.”

“Okaaaaay… fine. Bye Bell!”

“Bye Luke!” I said then hung up. One confession down; one to go. I just hope he takes it well. He never really liked Harry after he broke up with me.