HARRY

"...So then he kissed me. He then said I suck at kissing and left!" Harry finishes.

"Wow…" The barista hands Harry his change.

"Yeah. I know. Right?" Harry takes a sip of his coffee.

"There's a line sir."

"Oh sorry." Harry walks to a table and sits.

"Really? He kissed you?" Harry is surprised as a young woman with short blonde hair sits down next to him.

"Yeah…"
"Sorry. I couldn't help but overhear."

"No problem."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure…" Harry kind of likes this girl.

"Do you still love Mac?"

"Of course."

MAC

Waking up, Mac is happy. He is genuinely happy as he wakes up to see Charlie lying next to him. He sits up slowly to not wake him up. He looks down, running his fingers through Charlie's crunchy and soft hair. Harry doesn't even cross his mind until he looks over at his phone and is receiving a call from him. It hits Mac like a truck. He sits there instantly thinking about Harry being back. Would he see him again? What would he say?

He loves Charlie. Though they haven't said it just yet, he knows he loves him. And he knows Charlie loves him too. But does he still love Harry? That thought runs through his brain like a circus. The thought flips and spins in directions and goes to places beyond the normal places.

"Hey babe. You good?" Charlie pushes Mac out of his brain.

"Yeah. I'm good." They kiss.

"Wanna join me in the shower?" Charlie slides out of bed.

"Nah. I need coffee. How 'bout you?"

"Sure." Charlie smiles before going into the bathroom.

HARRY

"My name's Brianna. Just thought you should know that before you invite me into your apartment."

"Oh my gosh. Completely forgot about names. My name's Harry."

"Good to meet you Harry." They shake hands before entering the elevator.

"So what should I do?"

"Fight for him." They walk off the elevator and to Harry's apartment door.

"Welcome to my spacious abode." Harry welcomes Brianna in.

"Wow. Never say that again." They both laugh before Brianna sits on the couch.

"Soda? Water? Tea?"

"Oh… tea. I've always wanted to have classic tea with a brit." Harry just laughs as he puts the kettle on the stove.

"So I'm bad at this. What exactly should I do to get Mac back?"

"Just fight for him. Let him know how much you love him. Let him know you want him back. Let him know you are not leaving or backing down."

"Should I also tell him about Charlie?" Harry looks to Brianna who just sits there thinking for a minute.

"Yes. But once and once only. And in person." Brianna faces Harry. "You talk to him alone in person and tell him step by step word by word what happened. That's all. Let him handle it. He may or may not believe you. Just don't hassle him about it."

"Okay…" Harry takes a deep breath in, the kettle starting to whistle. "I think I can do that…" Harry pulls his phone out and begins calling Mac.

MAC

In the kitchen, Mac takes a big swig of his warm cup of coffee before Bozer walks out of his room.

"Hey Boz." On the counter Mac's phone rings again, Harry again.

"Hey. Harry?"

"Yeah…" Mac hands Bozer a mug.

"You gonna answer?" Bozer fills his cup.

"No."

"You sure?" Bozer gives Mac a look of worry. "Mac…"

"No. It took me forever to get over him. To finally move past him. I can't take a step back."

"But Mac… you still love him." Bozer sits across from Mac. "I may have only met Harry once, but I saw the way he looked at you. That's real love. That doesn't come around often. Sometimes it never does."

"Boz…"

"No. You love him. He loves you. You guys hit a bump, all relationships do. But don't you think it's worth giving another shot?"

"I"m with Charlie. I love Charlie."

"It's not the same." Charlie then walks out of the bedroom with a towel around his waist and his hair wet.

"Hey Bozer."

"Hey."

"Babe, where's that black shirt of mine?"

"I'll grab it." Mac starts walking to the room, Charlie turning around and back in.

"It's not the same," Bozer whispers while Mac walks past him.

HARRY

"He's not answering." Harry finishes pouring the two cups of tea.

"If he won't talk to plan a meetup, then you'll have to meet him in person, surprise him."

"Really? You sure about that?"

"Not at all." They both laugh. "But seriously, you've gotta do what you've gotta do."

Harry walks over and hands a cup of tea to Brianna. They both take a sip before Harry's phone dings and Harry nearly spills his coffee jumping up to his feet. He runs to the counter and grabs his phone.

"It's a text." He opens his phone, running back to the couch and jumping on it. "From Bozer."

"His best friend?" Harry just nods.

"He wants to meet up… and talk." Harry can't stop starring at his phone.

"And?" Brianna is super curious.

"Tonight. He wants to talk tonight."

"Oh my god. Anything else."

"No…" Harry looks up, running and hand through his hair. "What should I say?"

"Say yes. Of course, you have to meet him." Brianna grabs Harry's phone and types something down.

"No!" Harry tries to grab his phone back, but Brianna presses send, the little sound chiming into the quiet air.

"Oops." Brianna smiles as she hands the phone back. "We're gonna need to pregame." She looks at Harry and the two of them just laugh.

"I don't have any alcohol…" Harry watches Brianna's jaw drop.

"I'll head to the store and grab some stuff." She stands up and grabs her car keys from her pocket. "Take a nap. Take a shower. I'll be back around three." Brianna walks out, leaving Harry stressed and chugging his cup of tea.