I yawn sleepily as I finish off my cup of tea, standing up I head to the sink and place my cup on he side ready to be washed in the morning. As I turn on my heel I hear the front door opening following by Frankie's voice. At least she's come home tonight, I hate staying up worrying about her whereabouts after she's been drinking because she's useless at getting home.

"Oh you're here!" Frankie beams as she stumbles into the kitchen and heads straight to the fridge. I watch her as I am instantly thinking about how I can get her too bed so she can sleep some of the drink off.

"Hello Leia." His voice sends a shiver down my spine. I turn around and I look at him, my god he's changed. His facial features have matured more and his hair is completely out of shape from how I remember him, he still holds on to some curls.

"Hi.." I answer but my voice cracks as I'm completely unprepared for this. What is Frankie thinking bringing him here? Or maybe I shouldn't even question that thought.

"Do you want some food?" Frankie asks Harry as she turns to him whilst leaning on the fridge door. I roll my eyes as I help her stand away and I close the door. "I'm peckish!" She claims as she looks at me in horror.

"You need to sleep." I suggest and she frantically shakes her head which causes her to fall. Luckily Harry grabs her just in time.

"Let me help you get to bed" He says as he puts his arm around her and places it on her back firmly.

"Oh so keen, but I like it!" Frankie grins and I look away as I can't help but smile at my best friend. Her personality is confident enough so when she mixes drink with it she's is completely on top of the world.

As I hear them enter her room I head to the freezer and I place the bag of peas back. I'm not sure what to do now with Harry being here, I don't know if he'll sleep in Frankie's room or whether he will head home. But I can't exactly go to bed and leave him alone in our flat.

I hear Frankie's door close followed quietly by footsteps that lead towards me. Harry looks at me and shoves his hands in his pockets. I breathe in deeply as he pulls a chair out and sits down. I just stand like a complete lemon watching him.

"Shouldn't you be heading home?" I ask and he looks at me and smiles. Those familiar dimples appear and I look away as this is far too weird. My Saturday nights are always simple and fun, I can't remember the last time I felt this awkward until now of course.

"If you want me too, but I was hoping to just see how you were. How's your head?." He answers in his charming voice. I pull another chair out and slowly sit down.

"It's fine, I'm fine" I answer as I've already clicked that his driver has told him about a stupid girl that he had to help tonight and then learns it's only someone Harry bloody knows.

"You don't seem fine.." He asks carefully as he leans forward and I look at him as I feel my forehead begin to frown. "Maybe it's too late for me to be here." He sighs as he takes his hands and places them heavily on to his legs before standing up. I don't know what to say to him but I follow his lead and I stand too. "As long as you're alright, that's all I wanted to know" He adds as a slight smile appears and he walks out of the kitchen.

"Harry wait.." I involuntary call out. He turns and looks at me as I walk into the hallway. "I'm just surprised by you being here, it's been so long" I start and he nods as he runs a hand through his hair which immediately distracts me from any further words.

"I know. I should have thought you'd be tired and the last thing you'd need is me turning up for a catch up." He quietly laughs and I look down at the floor as I try to think of what to say to him. "Maybe another time." He adds and he reaches forward for the front door.

"Another time." I repeat confirming his words and he turns back to me and nods.

"Goodnight Leia." He says before heading over to the car that I've seen way too much for one night. I leave the door open as I watching him open the car door. My heart starts beating faster and my stomach is churning horrendously. I shake my head at my cowardly behaviour and I close the door. Leaning my head back I close my eyes and start to replay the last few minutes in my head.

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I hardly slept at all last night. My mind was too preoccupied by Harry. I let him walk away so easily when I didn't need too, my insecurities completely took over.

"Morning." Frankie mumbles as she staggers sleepily into the kitchen as I take a bite out of my toast.

"Morning, how are you feeling?" I ask her and she puts her hand over her mouth, before I say another word she's already head down into the sink vomiting up all of last night's drink. "I'll get you some water." I say as I try to not inhale the smell but my stomach is already churning at the sound of her retching.

"Oh I feel like death!" Frankie whines as she slowly lifts her head.

"Went over kill last night did we?" Sam laughs as she enters the kitchen and throws a towel at Frankie. I smile as I bin the rest of my toast and I hand Frankie the glass of water.

"I was sensible. It must have been something I ate." Frankie sighs as she rinses her mouth out. I look away as she starts to clean the sink. Sam looks at me and shakes her head so we leave Frankie to it and head into the living room.

"How was your night?" Sam asks as she sits next to me. I rest my feet on the coffee table as I lean back in my seat.

"It was okay. I hit the back of my head from falling over." I answer and Sam doesn't react how I expected. She sits forward and frowns as she looks at me.

"You do know any head injury should always be checked out right?" Sam asks and I shrug as I know nothing is wrong I just took a slight knock to it. "Maybe we should take you to get checked." She adds.

"I don't need to get checked. I'm fine." I state and Sam looks away in frustration. "I don't feel dizzy or sick so I know I'm okay." I add and she nods as she slowly looks at me.

"Oh my god. What do I do? We're supposed to be meeting Harry today." Frankie groans as she slumps down on the other sofa.

"We?" I ask and she nods whilst closing her eyes. "And do what?" I ask and she shrugs. I roll my eyes as Sam shakes her head.

"Well as much as I'd love to join you, I've got work in an hour so no can do." Sam answers and Frankie sighs.

"I think you'll have to go on your own Leia. Just explain I'm sick." Frankie says as she keeps her eyes shut. Her words anger me as today was a day I wanted to relax and just rest.

"I don't have time Frankie." I snap and she opens her eyes and looks at me whilst frowning.

"Yes you do, you're off work today!" She answers and I screw my nose up at her.

"Yes, but have you ever thought that I may have plans?" I ask and she rolls her eyes before closing them again.

"You'll need to leave soon as I agreed we'd meet him by The Dove." Her words make me sigh put loudly as this is way too annoying. The Dove is where we used to hang out when we were younger even though then it was called The drum and stick. Stupid I know but the owners were a bit mad, I always thought they were thrown out of the pub because they were such an odd couple. He was scary as hell, Mad Alan we called him as he was always throwing people out and enjoyed a good fist up.

"What time is he getting there?" I ask and Frankie looks at me again.

"Half eleven." She answers and I glance at the time. That gives me twenty minutes to get ready. I'm not even sure what to wear or if I'll even have enough time to get ready. "Better make a move on" She adds.

"You know you're a pain making plans for me." I sigh as I stand up. Sam looks at me and grabs my hand.

"Make sure you get that head checked." She widens her eyes to intimidate me. I look away and nod just to keep her quiet.

"Her head? Why what's happened?" Frankie asks as she tries to sit up straight. I shake my head as I can't be bothered to explain to her, after all she hasn't left me with much choice to get ready.

Notes

Chapter four coming soon!