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Adore - Ariana Grande

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Alexa finds herself once again outside the Coffee-Bar, she wanted to see Becky, she wanted to know if she could change.

The little blonde enters the local, quickly going to the bar, looking for her friend, maybe her only friend.

-What can I serv you- Says a man with long and black hair.

-Hello- Says the little blonde confused, since she had never seen him

-I would like to talk with Becky.

-Becks asked for the day off, something about a doctor- Responds the man.

-Ohh- It's the only thing the blonde says with her head down.

-Bothering again Lexa?- The female raises her head to meet the funny eyes of Finn.

-It's not your business Finn.

-He won't go out with you, Baron doesn't like desperate ones- Says the Irish man, placing his elbow on his friend's shoulder -Right Baron.

Without saying a word, the black-haired man withdraws from that scene, entering the kitchen.

-You see- Finn says.

-I came to see Becky idiot- Says the blonde rolling her eyes, annoyed.

-Well, she is not...

-I know- Alexa interrupts him.

-And why are you still here?

Without knowing it, the Irish man had hurt the little blonde with his words, not because Alexa cares but because of the fact that the wound was already open.

-To bother you- Says the blonde smiling with malice -Bring me a coffee, fast.

Finn rolls his eyes and disappears from the view of the female to go for her request.

Alexa inhales and exhales repeatedly, she could feel the lump in her throat and the tears accumulate in her eyes, but she would not cry, not there.

Lexi's thoughts are interrupted by the Irish man, who places the cup of coffee in front of her.

The little blonde takes it in her hands, feeling the heat of the cup.

That was definitely not her day.

The little blonde felt terrible. She hadn't been aware that she had been acting so selfish for so long.

She didn't blame Eva and Maryse, they were just tired of the same shit, it was her the problem.

-Are you okay Lexa?- The female freezes realizing that she had been crying all this time.

-Yes, I'm fine- Says the blonde turning her face to clean it with the sleeve of her sweater.

-I'm sorry, sometimes I can be annoying- Says the blue-eyed.

The blonde woman turns to see the man, unable to believe that he was apologizing

-Did you just say, I'm sorry?- Says Alexa almost smiling.

Finn only gives her a smile -Maybe.

-Don't worry, I can be annoying to.

-You realized...

-Don't ruin the moment- Scolds the little blonde.

-Sorry.

Alexa gives him one of her most adorable smiles without even realizing.

The Irish man smiles back.

-I told Becks to come early today, you can stop by if you want.

-Thanks, but I think I just wait until tomorrow, it's not that important anyway.

The silence invades both of them, but Finn doesn't move from his place, he just stands still, watching as Alexa drinks from her coffee .

-If you want I'm here, I know I wasn't the only one causing those tears.

The blonde looks at him.

-It's not important.

-Are you shure? I may be annoying, but I won't go around sharing your problems- Says the man approaching the bar, placing both hands on it.

-Well, my friends, my only friends don't want to see me anymore.

Finn frowns his eyes at her words.

-Why?

-Because I talk about myself all the time, I can't be in a conversation without it being about me.

-And they don't do anything about it?

-Like what?

-Maybe to tell you to shut up or talk to you about that with you.

-Emmm noup.

-Then they're not worth it- Finn says with a shrug.

-What?

-If they were your real friends and cared for you, they would be right now with you, trying to solve this problem and not ignoring you.

Alexa frowns her eyes at his words.

-How do you know they've been ignoring me?

-Because they came here without you like three times, it seemed strange to me.

Alexa lets out a sigh, maybe Finn was right, maybe her friends were also like her, wanting everything to be about them and that's why they were ignoring her.

-Thanks Finn- Says the little blonde smiling.

-You're welcome love- The Irish man winks at her and disappears from her sight, entering the kitchen.

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La Irish woman let her back rest on the comfortable sofa.

Becky has decided to go to a library to read a little and relax her mind.

Becky wasn't one of those people who reads a lot, but in her recent state, she couldn't find a better way to skip time, maybe her belly was not that big yet, but that didn't mean she could do many things.

The orange-haired woman opens the book she had decided to read, obviously not excluding the blessed milkshake she wanted to have since that morning.

-Becky?- The Irish woman frowns her eyes at the mention of her name.

Becky leave the milkshake aside and slowly lower the book that covered her face.

Shit- She thinks

-Becky- The man says smiling.

The mentioned one not knowing what to do, remains silent and petrified in her place.

-I thought I would never see you again- The man approaches more and more and the female didn't know what to do.

She wanted to bury her head on the ground.

The man finishes approaching and sits next to her, surrounding her with his arms.

-Hello- Becky says.

At last she is able to speak.

-You are in New York, what happened?- Says the man separating from her, smiling, clearly happy to see her.

-Emmm, you know, I wanted to change- Says the Irish woman -I wanted to start over.

-I like that- Says the man -I also decided to change.

-Cool.

The air became a little uncomfortable after a few seconds.

The Irish woman looks at him closely, the tattoos, the smile, his so confident way of speaking, everything about that man was dragging her to him... again.

-Becky...

-I'm sorry- Says the orange-haired woman jumping from her place to stand up -I have to go.

-Wait Becca- The tattooed man takes her slightly from her wrist -Are you... pregnant?

The tattooed man had barely noticed the small bulge in his belly.

The Irish woman closes her eyes tightly, mentally hitting herself.

-Yeahp, I have to go- Becky loose from the man's grip and shoots out of the library, not forgetting her milkshake and book.

Being back on the noisy streets of New York, the orange-haired didn't waste time and continuing to run.

Her breathing was more and more agitated and decided to rest when she realized that was close to her apartment.

She felt a slight discomfort in her belly and quickly took her free hand in that place.

-I'm sorry, I'm sorry my baby, but we had to run- Says the female, caressing her belly.

That was the first time Becky had talked to her little baby, days before she had felt stupid, talking to her belly while all New Yorkers looked at her strangely.

But now, all she could do was smile when she realized that talking to her little one was not so bad after all.

Seeing him again had made her remember why she left her native country, why he was starting over and most importanly why she was pregnant.