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"Don't tell anyone," Brooklyn said suddenly. "You can't tell anyone what you found out."

Harry's eyes hardened. "Why the fuck would I do that to you?"

Brooklyn shrugged her shoulders. "To piss me off. Annoy me."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Trust me, I have plenty of other ways to do that. I would never tell anyone what I found out, Brooklyn. Just like I would never push you for details, I know you will tell me when you're ready."

"You always seem so sure," Brooklyn commented.

"I know you, babe," Harry smirked. "Like I said, I'm in your head."

*

"Again?" Sasha demanded, sitting next to Brooklyn in French class. "He drove you again?"

"How does this stuff spread so quickly?" Brooklyn groaned. "I totally planned on walking to school, but he was there. Waiting."

"That's a bit stalkerish," Sasha commented.

"He was also at my house yesterday," Brooklyn said lowly and Sasha's eyes widened.

"Tell me everything!" Sasha demanded.

"Miss Mental wants him to tutor me," Brooklyn explained. "My aunt let