Sorry guys no excuses I haven't been writing at all whatsoever. So here another chapter for you.

"You," Shay breathed "You idiot,"

Tom sighed "I hoped this wouldn't be your reaction,"

"What do you mean? Hoped? We're you planning this? Thomas Solow you answer me right now!"

"Definitely hoped this wouldn't be your reaction," Tom muttered "for some reason I would have thought less yelling more cussing under your breath,"

"Oh don't worry the cussing is coming soon just not with you and your senitive ears around," Shay sneered

"You haven't changed a bit,"

"You haven't talked to me for four years how would you know?"

"Well-"

"Don't you dare give me a stupid reason why you know me Tom, you left me broken, when I needed you most you weren't there, so don't you dare give me any of that shit,"

Tom gestured to the cafe "I'll explain everything Shay, please just sit down,"

"No,"

"Shay-"

"I said no,"

"Fine,"

"What?"

"Fine,"

"Really? You're going to let me go again? After all that I thought you would have learnt your lesson by now, four years, you left me Tom I thought you of all people wouldn't have hurt me, I thought you knew I lov-" Shay turned away breathing heavily.

Tom touched her shoulder gently, "Shay, I'm not letting you go, here's my number," he said holding up a piece of paper "so call me maybe?"

It was an old joke that made Shay realize that she was being a bitch and he was trying to apologize for what he had done

She took the number reluctantly

"I missed you Tom," she whispered and she walked into the crowd.

"Fletcher? Yeah it's Tom, I messed up man, Shay isn't as calm as Valkyrie is,"

"Have you met Valkyrie?" Came Fletcher's reply.

"Yes,"

"Then how can you say that?"

"Coz she was being nice to me when I did,"

"Well then tell me what happened,"

Tom repeated the whole conversation/yell fest to Fletcher.

"Next time don't let her go,"

"I got that, it took me five seconds of hard thinking to work it out,"

"Wow that must be an achievement, working something out on your own, your mother must be so proud,"

"My mothers dead,"

"I had the same conversation with Valkyrie once, when I first met her,"

"And she was the one who messed up, so maybe I should talk to her,"

"Whatever, just give Shay some space,"

"Ok,"

"Uhh bye,"

"Bye,"

Sorry for the awkward telephone convo, but there's some drama for you.

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