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Brooklyn was happy when she left her house the next morning; she had received an email from Ben confirming her new job and her shifts for the next week, the sun was shining, she had managed to contain her unruly curls so they fell down her back and she thought she looked damn cute in her denim skirt and flowery top.

Brooklyn slipped her sunglasses on and shut the door behind her, hitching her bag higher up on her shoulder.

She was in such a good mood she only slightly frowned when she saw Harry parked outside her house.

"Please, don't do this," Brooklyn called. "Just stop it."

"Stop what?" Harry asked. "Get in."

"No."

"We've done this before," Harry tutted. "I always win, now get in."

Brooklyn shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm not moving until you get the hell away from my house, Harry."

"If you want to skip school, that's fine by me," Harry shrugged and leaned back in his chair and raised an eyebrow at Brooklyn.

"I'm not going anywhere with you," Brooklyn said