Ms. Jacobs practically ordered me to go on my break after my encounter with Harry, saying I needed time to cool down but in all honesty, I wasn't mad at all. In fact, I was happy.

For years I have wondered what it would have been like to see Harry again. What would I say? What would he say? I always pictured me standing tall while he groveled at my feet, begging for forgiveness that would never come. Though it didn't pan out that exact way, I was still satisfied with the end result. I had stood up for myself and finally told Harry just a sample of all the things I really wanted to tell him.

I felt a great weight lift off my chest and a feeling of calm wash over me. It was a feeling, an excitement, that I couldn't contain. I pulled out my phone, scrolled through my contacts and called Tom. It rang only twice before he picked up the line. "Hey!"

"Hey, Dougs!" His cheerful voice responded. "What's up?"

"Eh, you know, working…sort of ran into Harry."

There was silence for a moment before he said, "What do you mean?"

"He showed up at my shop."

"Is he still there?" Tom asked immediately. "I can take my break now and be there in five minutes, tops."

I laughed. "Mate, it's fine. He's gone now."

"Well, what happened?"

I shrugged even though he couldn't see me. "He tracked me down, probably found out from my mum where I worked, and wanted to apologize."

"Really?" He sounded rather unconvinced.

"Yeah," I sighed, laughing slightly. "He said that he saw the photo of me and you in the papers and started thinking of the old days. Said he was sorry for everything and wanted to be friends again."

"And?"

"I told him to fuck off."

Tom laughed for a good five seconds before taking a shaky breath. "Shut up!"

"Yup, I mean, he's had years to say sorry and it took a photo in a magazine to make him come back." I frowned. "A bit too little, too late."

"Good for you, Dougie." Tom said, earnestly. "I'm really proud of you."

I smiled warmly. "Thanks."

"This calls for a celebratory drink at my place!" Tom announced, his voice turning from a proud parents back to my excited best friend. "Come over whenever you get out, if I'm not home then I'm sure Gi will keep you company and I'm not taking no for an answer."

I giggled. "Okay. I'll see you later."

I hung up the phone and continued to smile down at the screen until Tom's name disappeared, being replaced with my phone's wallpaper. I slipped my phone back into my pocket and walked back into my store, feeling rejuvenated and excited to finish up to day and spend the night with Tom.

I just had a feeling that nothing was going to bring me down.