Strings of Fate

Cam 31- Stubborn and stunning

I hold out my hand for my phone so I can see what the hell Harry is going on about, but he holds it out of my reach.

“One sec. I’m trying to find my contact. Hah, I should have known I’d be down as number one.” He taps the phone again and a second later his own phone chimes. He glances at it with a satisfied smile then hands my phone back. My phone is open to the text conversation with him and he’s forwarded himself a photo from a different chat. I open the picture and find that

it is indeed a picture of Harry and I. Clearly taken yesterday while we were walking back from the grocery store. He’s carrying my bags and looks ridiculously photogenic despite the fact that he’s laughing. I’m even half smiling although I can’t place exactly what we were saying. This had to be taken by Simon. Why would he text me stalkerish photos? Is he trying to give me evidence to get a restraining order? I flick back and I’m surprised to see the photo was

sent by my mother.

Mum- Cam I demand an explanation for this.

Mum- Simon went to meet you for breakfast and instead of the positive update I expected he

sent me a very disturbing photo.

Mum- Img 01

Mum- What are you doing out with that man? You were meant to be meeting Simon!

Mum- That’s not the Incubus I heard about, is it? You know better than to associate with

Incubi.

Mum- Cam what are you thinking?!?

this out

say MORE

Mum- Call me.

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31–Stubborn and

Harry and I. How

can’t comprehend why she and my grandmother still think that he’s a

look anything other than perfect. But I’m in my daggy clothes and I clearly need to run a brush through my hair. The only positive thing I can say is that my hair looks like a nice colour in the bright sunlight and at least I’m sort of smiling. Why would Harry send himself THIS photo. Surely we could just take a better one. Like where we’re actually put together and looking at the camera for example. Actually, no. that might go badly for me. If Harry puts in effort too I’m going to look dreadful in comparison. Ugh, I need to stop comparing myself to someone

supportive of our relationship.” Harry remarks dryly and I roll

eyes.

your first hint?” I sigh.

Also I’m not sure I’d call this a relationship. More like… well… I don’t know. Something else.” I fail to find the words and Harry grins.

and admit to something, it wasn’t on a whim.” He winks at me and I scoff. I’m not that stubborn. At least, I don’t THINK I am. Harry carries on talking, perking up and

bar.

can I take you out? That is, assuming you haven’t changed your mind?” He says it casually but there’s an edge of anxiety to his tone. He is genuinely concerned that I won’t want to go out with him. He’s an Incubus, where has all his confidence gone? It’s so strange to see him acting insecure. I try to ignore Cora’s eyes which I can feel boring into the back of my neck. I suppose I can’t blame her. If some guy was in here. hitting on her every night, I’d

I put on all

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31- Stubborn and

do I get the impression that he still isn’t actually convinced that I’ll go through with this? It feels like he’s hoping to make it happen as soon as possible, I suppose so I don’t have a chance to rethink my decision. I don’t mind. Going sooner

it will avoid the whole awkward walking to my door and hoping to be invited in issue from arising again too soon. No chance I’ll cave and just sleep with him when I’m coming back here anyway. I try to ignore the

“That