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Ambra's POV

I walked back into my house, after therapy, not talking to mom or Matt.

"Hey, Ambra." Hayes said when I walked in, sitting on my couch.

"How'd you get in my house?" I asked, putting my keys down as Matt and Mom walked in.

"Well, I'm your best friend. I have my ways. So how was it?"

"She didn't say anything the whole time. She's going again next Wednesday." Matt said, before walking into the kitchen.

"Hey, Hayes. Good to see you guys patched things up." Mom smiled. "Why wouldn't we?" Hayes said, smiling. "I would t of forgiven her" Mom said, joking.

I scowled at her. She got the vibe and said "Well, that was a joke. Don't take it seriously. I'll be....out. See you guys soon" Mom smiled, going outside, feeling awkward.

I rolled my eyes. "I absolutely hated it. She was judging me. I could feel it."

"She was not."

"She was!"

He laughed. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"No." I scoffed.

He pouted but smiled. He hugged me. "Aw, poor baby. Want a bottle?"

I shoved him. "Man, get the fuck off me." He laughed. "Stop. It's not funny." I rolled my eyes.

He lauded on the couch. "We're watching a movie."

"No."

"Yea, lay with me. We can watch Mean Girls."

I laughed. "Yea, no."

"Common!"

"No, I wanna go outside."

He stared at me a minute. "Fine." I groaned, laying with him.

I put my head on his v-line and closed my eyes.

"I'm going to sleep." I yawned.











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