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Harry sends through the address of a bar slash pub type of place and tells me that he will be there atsix. I pass the information on to Bellamy and Megan and she contacts Darrien. Megan then insists ondragging me upstairs and picking out something cute to wear to dinner. When I object, she reminds methat it’s not like she’s getting to go out much lately and to let her have this. I give in. I know when to pickmy battles and this one isn’t worth the energy. If she wants to pick out my clothes and put my hair insome overly complicated twin braids, then I’m happy enough to go along with her. I have to reluctantl

admit that it is kind. of fun. I do replace myself about ready to poke Megan with a stick though when sherejects five outfits for herself in a row.

“Is there a reason that you’re freaking out and have suddenly become completely incapable of pickingso much as a pair of pants?” I demand, hands on my hips. We’re literally just going to a pub withfriends, I’ve never seen her struggle so much before. Megan groans and collapses

into her bed.

“You’re no help!” She complains.

“I don’t know what you’re looking for! What’s wrong with that green dress?” I answer in

exasperation.

‘Sorry, I just… Darrien is coming… and. Ugh.” She buries her face in a pillow. Darrien? She sees himbasically every day. He has probably seen just about every outfit she owns and he’s seen her lookinglike an absolute mess. Why is she so stressed about it now?

“Why is Darrien a problem?” I ask.

“Because he knows too much.” She answers darkly, sitting up and staring at me.

“How so?” I persist.

“Well… He knows how I dress. So if I dress too nice, he’s going to think it’s for him, but if I

don’t put in any effort, he’s going to think something is wrong or that I’m trying to

discourage him. Ugh, now all my clothes are just wrong!” She explains.

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“So you’re worried that he’s going to think you’re dressing for him?” I ask.

“Pretty much.” She sighs.

“Aren’t you?”

“Aren’t I what?”

“Dressing for him? I mean, if you weren’t you wouldn’t be thinking about it so much.” I point out. Meganfrowns.

“Huh, I guess you’re right. Not that it helps me decide what to wear…” She lays back on the bed againand stares at the ceiling.

“Well, what do you want him to think of you?” I reason. She considers for a minute.

“I want him to think I’m okay. Like, that I’m not all broken and traumatised from Tristain and that I’mcapable of pulling myself together and moving on.” She.sums up.

“And is that the truth?” I question.

“Yeah, or at least I WANT it to be the truth. Is that the same thing?” She asks, almost meekly. It’s verydifferent from her usual confident, brash attitude.

“Close enough. In that case, wear your green dress. It makes your gold eyes look stunning and yourwaist look tiny. I can promise that he cares less about your wearing and more about if you look happywearing it. Seriously, he’s pretty obsessed with you.” I admit. Megan blushes.

“I- I… okay. If you say so.” She answers shyly before hopping up and pulling on the emerald

green dress. Hey, I think I’m getting better at this girl talk thing?

At six on the dot Bellamy, Darrien, Megan and I walk into a place called ‘Witches Booze‘. It looks like akind of combination of a bar and pub. Like it mostly seems like a place for drinking, but also food is anoption. The music is pretty good and the place is definitely decorated in a very Witchy theme, butsomehow it looks quirky and cool rather than cheezy. I

immediately love the place.

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“You know, I was a little concerned that we were letting Harry pick the place, but this actually lookspretty cool.” Megan comments. Darrien nods his agreement and even Bellamy seems prettyimpressed.

“Glad to hear you have so little faith in me.” Harry remarks dryly from behind us. Megan whirls aroundwith a yelp.

“Harry?” She asks awkwardly. Oh yeah, she’s never actually met him in person before. I keepforgetting. It sometimes feels like we’ve all known each other for much longer than we really have.

“The one and only gorgeous. I assume you are the lovely Megan?” He says with a wink and shegiggles. Darrien’s expression is stormy and I can’t help but giggle.

“Hey Harry!” I greet him.

from

“Hey Ry!” He imitates my pitch and tone, then immediately drags me out of Bellamy’s arms and into aone armed hug. I laugh and hug him back before stepping away and back to Bellamy’s side. I take hishand and squeeze it to soothe his jealous side and he gives me a half smile. Harry smirks. He knowsexactly what he’s doing. He might be interested in someone right now, but he’s still an Incubus and helikes causing trouble. As I step away

Harry I realise something that I had somehow missed before. In all the strings around us, mine toBellamy and Megan, Megan and Darrien’s and of course all the other ones in the place, I didn’timmediately see the bright red thread streaming straight from Harry’s chest. Okay, I’m always curiousabout who people are fated to, but I am especially excited to see who the flirtatious, mischievousIncubus is meant for. I follow the string with my eyes, trying

to look around casually. I don’t want it to be super obvious. I don’t usually have to worry about that, butsince I’m with a whole group of people who know about my magic and pay a lot of attention to me, Iwant to be a little more cautious. I can’t see the end of the string, but I’m pretty sure it leads up towardsthe bar. At least I know it’s someone in the place, otherwise I would have to convince Bellamy to go fora walk with me so we could follow the string. I can see that the string is solid, so whoever it is, Harry

has met them before. I have my suspicions of who it might be and I can’t wait to replace out if I’m right.Harry dramatically sweeps out an arm, gesturing for us to follow him. He takes us to a comfortablelooking booth. that has enough space for about six people, maybe more if they’re comfortable sittingclose to each other. Or if they’re small people I guess. Either way, it’s plenty of space for the five of usto sit comfortably. We settle in with Bellamy and I next to each other up against the wall. Harry is on theside to my right and Megan and Darrien are on Bellamy’s left across from

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Harry.

Harry grabbed us menus on our way to the seats and he distributes them among us and makesrecommendations about the food. He continues as he usually does, flirting and joking with Megan and Iwhile teasing the guys.

“So Megan, you’re still single right? You should come sit next to me.” He says with a wink. Darrien andBellamy both look murderous. I roll my eyes and slap Harry on the shoulder.

e even eaten yet. The guys will get

“She’s not for you Harry. Don’t cause trouble before we’ve even eaten yet. The

cranky.” I remind him.

“Oh fine, fine. I’ll behave myself. Just for you.” He says with a smirk. I shuffle over in the seat to leaninto Bellamy who has his arm back on the seat behind me. Bellamy smirks back as he drops his handso it brushes my shoulder. Well, at least this is going better than last time. Bellamy and Harryinteracted?

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