Strings of Fate

Cam 44- Plastic and pleasant

I shouldn’t be nervous waiting for Harry to finish up with Ryann and come pick me up but I am. I feel like he’s going to take one look at my face and realise I have actual feelings for him and that it will somehow end up a total mess. I mean I’ve felt this way for a while, but now I’m AWARE of it. Į suppose he will figure it out eventually since I’ve decided to actually commit to this relationship properly. I try watching TV but I end up changing shows four times before just turning it off because I don’t actually want to watch. I wash the dishes, reorganise the tupperware cupboard and then I wander aimlessly from room to room like a Sim with all my actions cancelled. It’s not until he arrives, I answer the door and he sweeps

up into a giant bear hug that my anxiety fades and I remember that I feel comfortable around Harry. The only one causing my anxiety is myself.

me

We head to a local, Magic friendly restaurant that neither of us have tried before. I choose to sit in a booth and instead of sitting across from him, I slide into the seat beside Harry where

I can cuddle up next to him. Harry seems bemused but compliantly slides his arm over my shoulders and tips me against him. A waitress comes to take our orders.

“Are you and your… uh, friend… ready to order?” She asks politely. I speak up immediately.

“My boyfriend and I could use another minute to decide, thanks.” I smile back and she nods.

her understanding and wanders away, promising to return shortly. Harry tilts his head down

to speak to me quietly.

“Boyfriend?” he questions softly, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

with it?” I wait for

don’t need to say anything. If I just make it clear through my actions that should be good enough. Harry is smart and good with

the messages my mother sent me and he very animatedly explains literally the entire plot of the movie he watched with Ryann. I no longer need to actually see the movie because I’m fairly sure I could quote half of it now and I

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Plastic and

slip into a food coma since we aren’t quite ready to move when my phone. rings. A glance at the caller ID shows that it’s my mum calling. I must have accidentally unmuted her calls when I was going through her messages earlier. Oops.

sigh.

mood and I refuse to let anyone ruin it.” Before I can respond, Harry plucks

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in a breath so fast that

I can’t hear a thing and unless I climb into

any closer, although I seriously

particularly want to talk to you right now so you will have to make do with me. If you have a message for her and it won’t piss her off

customer service voice that I save for customers

is just speaking a fact,, describing a product or telling some guy that it’s after the last call, not telling my mother that her daughter doesn’t need her. I can catch a few random words as my mother raises her voice, berating Harry and demanding to speak to me. Without another word, Harry ends the call and switches my phone to silent. I can’t help but stare at him in awe. I might be able to text something like that to my mum but I could never manage a speech like that out loud, not to her or anyone else. I crave approval too much. It really is

too many people

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