Fate

Chapter 80

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STELLA'S POV

"Really?" I question.

"Yes." She smiles.

I warm up to the thought of her actually liking Brad.

I mean it's not like he's my boyfriend, but I do like him.

"Why?"

"Well because he's very put together. He's a very respectable man." She says.

I look at her with awe.

Why couldn't she think of Harry this way? I'm feeling really disconnected with him too. He reacted very strongly to Brad and I's relationship. He would die if he even found out about our kiss.

"I met his parents actually." She interrupts my thoughts.

"What? When?" I question.

"I ran into them when I went to the store with Joseph. They recognized me I guess." She laughs.

"How?" I ask.

"His mom saw me with Joseph and she said hi to me. I asked who she was and said she was Brads mom. She saw me at the wedding but I didn't know who Brad was then." She explains.

"Was his dad there?" I ask.

"Yes."

"I like his parents. Their very kind. I can see us as good friends." She begins to babble.

I think to myself of what an awkward run in that must be but I don't question it too much.

My mom probably knows more about him than I do. Here we go again with Stella rushing to fast with a fella.

"Look mom that's nice and all, but I just need to get things together." I say.

She looks at me with a question on her face.

"Get what together?"

"Harry and I aren't exactly on the best terms right now. And I honestly don't feel like talking about meeting his parents."

"So?" She asks.

"So I don't want to start something I can't finish."

"Looks like you already did." She spits.

I couldn't agree more with her. What am I even saying?

I shake my head and change the subject.

Should I call Harry?

HARRY'S POV

After around 20 minutes I wake up.

My phones buzzing and the only way I can stop it is by answering Stella's call.

"Yeah." I say rudely.

"Harry can we talk."

"About?"

"Something." She sighs.

"Go on."

"I've been talking to Brad."

"Yeah?"

"I wanted to let you know. You said you didn't like me talking to him."

"Why would I care now? You already did it. You probably even kissed the guy for all I know." I grunt.

I regret saying that because I know she won't do it, but I don't care.

"What?" She asks.

"Look Stella-" I start to say.