Page 3 of Curve Ball


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“Hello?” she answers, and a sense of relief washes over me at the sound of her voice. I make a note to thank Henry later.

“You’re up early,” I admit, seeing that it’s not even after eight in the morning.

Her sarcastic cackle brings a much-needed smile to my face as I sit back in my chair and put my feet up on the edge of my desk.

“Yeah well, when your mother calls at six and wakes you up only to berate her about your last date going to the shits, you tend to have a hard time falling asleep.”

“So, the date didn’t go well?” I ask, already knowing the answer. They never go well.

“Harp, he had the audacity to order for me and then made me pay for dinner. The guy was a douche canoe.”

I try to hold in my laughter, but it doesn’t work.

“I appreciate your warm words of support. You’re the best friend a girl could ask for.”

I roll my eyes at her sarcasm, loving the relaxed feeling that’s entered my body.

“Happy to help,” I tease.

“So why are you calling me this early?” she asks and everything from the past few days comes crawling back into my mind and I sit there in silence, not really knowing where to start. “Harper? You okay, babe?”

I guess I better answer her.

“What’s wrong with me?” I ask somberly, knowing she has no idea what I’m talking about and hearing it sends that pit in my stomach to fall even deeper.

“What happened?” she asks again as I take a deep breath.

“I had a date with Josh.”

She makes a noise telling me this is something she already knows. I then proceed to tell her everything that happened.

“That fucking bitch,” Mel snarls into the phone. I nod even though I know she can’t see me. “What did Josh say after all this?” she asks, and I say nothing, wiping away a stray tear as it falls down my cheek. “Harper, please tell me you let the man explain…”

“Um…”

All I hear is her loud groan as I sink deeper into my chair, feeling utterly exhausted.

“I bolted after I saw her lipstick on his lips and her fingers gripping his shirt. Mel, he told me he was meeting his agent, he lied to me.”

“Seriously? What are you, twelve?”

I gasp, not expecting this reaction from her.

“You know better than to jump to conclusions, maybe there’s an actual reason for what happened, and you just ran away like a fucking baby.”

I hate that she’s right. She’s always right. But at this point my walls are so high and so thick I don’t think it will make a difference.

“Harper, babe,” she starts as I take my feet off the edge of my desk and lean forward, hiding my head in the palm of my hand. “He deserves a chance to explain himself, you can’t throw everything away because of one misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding? Mel, his lips were on another woman’s, not only that but it was Angela!” I cry out, hating the way my voice breaks the more I let my emotions come to the surface. “We’ve only been going out for a few weeks, what would I be throwing away?” The words are all lies. What I feel for Josh is so much more than a one and done. There’s a lightness when he’s around, a feeling I haven’t had since my father was alive.

“I know you’re pissed. And you have every right to be with what you saw, but you also need to think about letting him explain.”

“Fine. I’ll talk to you later. Maybe we can have a girls’ night in and watch Chris Hemsworth become a Norse god?”

Mel chuckles as the pit in my stomach loosens just a little.

“What? You have to admit that a Chris of any kind will fix almost anything.”

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