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Heidi laughed, a vicious cruel laugh, "What's that meant to mean Henry? You aren't breaking up with me the night before my birthday are you." she said, putting on a pathetic little baby voice which lasted all of a few seconds, "None of my friends touch any of the guys I own." she snapped, without thinking of her wording first, "I don't know that, for all I know you've got a girl in your bed waiting for you to get off this call!" her temper was getting worse at this point, pacing around her room, "why did you even bother calling? Just to fight?!"

Charlotte felt ill listening to this conversation, the way Heidi spoke was so disrespectful, she mouthed to Henry, 'You've got this' and gave his hand a squeeze of encouragement.

"That was your own silly choice there beautiful," Ryan laughed, feeling her body shift from his which forced him to open his eyes, "I was comfortable before you moved yak now." he said as he also sat back up, knowing it was probably for the best considering pizza was on its way. "Mmm he sounds like a very strict teacher, not sure how you put up with him." he teased, leaning over to give her a kiss, "mm sounds like a very boring week to me, I'm sure we can figure out a way to spice it up a little bit. But just a little, still need to have time for all that coursework of yours."
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Henry took a deep breath, this was it. "If I remember correctly Heidi, uhm, you were the one who started arguing with me, so you need to get your facts straight." He closed his eyes and counted to ten. "I don't care if it's your birthday, I don't care if your fucking bunny dies yes I am breaking up with you. I've had it up to my eyeballs with you and I'm so glad that today is the day I'm finally rid of all the grief you make me out up with." That's it, the words were out and there was no way for him to take them back. Oh god, had he just made the worst mistake of his life? He looked to Charlotte for clarity, and there she was, her angelic little face in front of him.

Mila poured at him. "Well I wasn't, I get fidgety when I'm hungry okay I can't help myself." She crossed her arms but then a smile immediately reappeared on her lips as she leaned into him, lifting a hand to rest it in the side of his jaw. "He's very very strict, a big old meanie, you should come and tell him off for me one day, show him who's boss." She joked, glancing around the room, taking it all in before looking back up at him. "My history is due by the end of the week and I haven't even started it. It's just soooo boring and I don't even know where to begin. I mean who the hell cares, it's already happened, get over it people!"
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Heidi was speechless, "you... you are breaking up with me?" she burst into tears, " You are the WORST person I've ever met! I hate you." she ended the call and felt the fury run inside of her, immediately texting her wide range of friends you won't fucking believe this, Henry is cheating on me with his so called BFF Charlotte, turns out they've been trying to get off with each other behind my back for weeks. I will ruin him.

Charlotte waited until she heard the familiar sound of the call ending before she wrapped her arms around her best friend, pulling him into a much needed hug, " I am so proud of you " she said, giving him a small squeeze before releasing him, looking into his eyes. "how do you feel?"

Ryan pouted a little playfully before ruffling his hair and shuffling off the bed and wondering over to the window, peering out to try and spot the delivery driver. "Perhaps I could schedule a visit to meet this dreaded drama teacher... shall we say Thursday 3pm?" he chuckled, shaking his head, "I hope thats not what students really think of me.. I try to be that cool teacher without crossing the line of cringy teacher, like Mrs Potts." he laughed, turning to face her and leaning against the window ledge, " history is important missy, you need to still put effort into the subject even if it seems ridiculous! " 
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Henry let out a sigh of relief when she hung the phone and he locked his screen, chucking it down behind him, he rubbed his face with his hands before grinning at her, and wrapping his arms as tightly as he could around her, hugging her to his chest. "Honestly. Like the weight of the world has finally ducked off to wherever it came from and I'm so glad because it wasn't getting too much to handle." He finally let go of her and kissed the top of her head. "You're something special, Yano that?" He stood up from his bed and went over to his window sill where there was a framed picture of him and Heidi. He swiftly slipped it out, revealing a picture of him and Charlotte, when they were much younger.

Mila smirked as she watched him, shuffling to the edge of the bed, she reached her foot out to prod him gently in the back of his leg with her toes, sticking her tongue out st him when he turned back around. But it was as if he had performed some sort of miracle and the door went. "Pizza delivery!" They called. She squealed with excitement, sitting down cross legged on the bed. "Mhmm, you should have some stern words with that guy, I tell you, he practically begs us to take part in his class." She rolled her eyes at the mention of history. "I don't even know why I picked it as a subject, it seemed like a good idea at the time. Now I mainly just daydream about you and get told off." She giggled.
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"now you can just take a deep breath and exhale all of her bad voodoo energy. No more stress about saying the wrong thing, or doing the wrong thing." Charlotte didn't want to let go of him, but let her arms fall back down by her side, letting the butterflies go through her as he kissed her forehead. "well I'm glad my special abilities could be of service to you on this day." she chuckled, watching him remove the photo from the frame, "damn you still have that picture of us!" she said, jumping to her feet to get a closer look, "look at how cute you use to be with those lil chubby cheeks." 

Ryan pretended to grab her foot and give her toes a tickle, but in that moment the door went and the words they both longed to hear were called " FINALLY" he said, grabbing his wallet from his jacket and opening the door. There standing in front of his was one of his students from the same class as Mila, "Oh hey Coby," he said, loudly enough for Mila to hear and hoping she would stay out of sigh, "Is this the part time job you were telling me about?" he raked through his wallet and handed over enough for a £5 tip, "Keep the change, you earned it." He said with a grin as he took the four boxes of food, trying to block the view into the room as much as he could.
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Henry jiggled his shoulders about and grinned, looking over his shoulder at her. "You literally have no idea. Months and months of emotional abuse and it's all gone, just like that. I wish I had done this so much sooner." He admitted, picking up the picture in his hands, he held it between them, prodding their tiny little faces in the picture with his finger. "God we were so squishy back then, I'm so glad I e grown out of my damn puppy fat face, it lasted for far too long in my eyes." He laughed, placing it back down at the window sill, looking at his watch. "We should go down, dinner will be ready in a sec."

Mila couldn't be happier in that moment. She hadn't realised she hunger until the smell from the pizza wafted into her room and she stood up, about to step into the door dram to wrestle the boxes from his arms. Gasping as she heard him she quickly shoved herself against the wall and closed her eyes, as if that was somehow magically going to camouflage her. Swearing under her breath, she peaked her head round the corner.

coby grinned and nodded. "Duuuuudd, mr valentine. Sure is my man, £6.45 an hour plus tips, I can't complain." He was your typical goofy skater boy who bought he was the coolest goofball going. "What are you doing on this side of town anyway man?" He leaned in the doorway, obviously not having any sort of rush in him. Pulling a slight face as he heard footsteps behind him. "Woah, do you have like, a lady chick in here or something?"
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Charlotte poked her finger into his cheek playfully, " you are right, somehow you had a glow up? doesn't seem entirely fair if you ask me." she laughed, hearing his mum shout up about dinner being ready moments after Henry suggesting they head down, "damn you must be psychic Henry," but she didn't move from the spot she was in, standing close to him all she could do was smile up at him. "promise me the next girl you date won't be a massive bitch," she said it somewhat seriously, "because I can't cope seeing you like this again alright." 

Ryan moved to place the pizza boxes on the desk table, moving back to the door swiftly though, "that's not a bad wage for your first job, I remember my first gig was cleaning tables at my old mans restaurant, got paid mainly in food rather than actual money." he laughed, ruffling his hair around, "Just out meeting up with some good pals of mine," he paused, glancing behind him before back at Coby, lowering his voice, "a mans gotta enjoy his free time somehow," he laughed, putting on a boyish charm hoping this would be enough to ease his students curiosity, "but that's all I'm going to say on the situation alright." he grinned, and nodded towards his now empty pizza bag, "hope you enjoy the rest of your shift and I'm sure I'll see you in class tomorrow, perhaps on time for once?" he grinned, moving to shut the door.
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Henry nodded his head. "Indeed I am, it must have been a talent I've been hiding all this time." Looking into her eyes for just a second, he smiled down at her, he just couldn't help himself. How had he never noticed that such a beautiful girl was his best friend? He was beyond lucky. "Nah, not really. When you smell the garlic you know it's dinner time." He headed downstairs and into the kitchen, where Robbie was already sat at the table. He couldn't help but laugh and he sat next to him, licking his lips. "Mmmm, smells delicious ma. Thanks!" he began tucking in.

Coby let out the weirdest of snorts and held his fist out for a first bump, laughing like an absolute dork. "Duuuude, you are so awesome. I hope I'm as cool as you when I'm old.. older I mean.. yeah." He stood up straight, closing the pizza bag and shrugging. "Yeah I guess I should, boss will be wondering where I am." He nodded once into the room and smirked. "Enjoy yourself, mr valentine." Waggling his eyebrows before waving as he walked off down the corridor.

Mila couldn't believe their bad luck. The one time they were getting a night to themselves and it was already being intruded. Could this boy not take a damn hint?! She giggled quietly once the door was finally closed and peaked her head round the corne,d looking up at Ryan. "Duuuuuude." She smirked, trying to imitate cobys weird ways. Walking over to the desk, she opened up the pizza boxes. "Mmmm, and aaall mine too." 
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"last to the table gets the smallest portion?" Charlotte said with a smirk, bolting out of the bedroom and beating him downstairs. "thanks for the delicious food, as always!" she said with a bright smile to Henrys mum, pulling her legs up to sit crossed legged as she dug into the incredible smelling food. Whenever they were all sat at this table she felt like she was part of a real family. Her own mum never cooked for Robbie and her, she just spent all her money on stupid things and rarely came home.

Robbie had possibly the happiest smile plastered across his face as he saw the pair of them come down, "you are silly Billys" he said with a giggle, continuing to eat his dinner like the well behaved boy he is.

Ryan let out a low chuckle, "I'm not that old Coby!" he gave him a wave, "have a good evening yourself." he shut the door and let out a sigh of a relief, "now that was far too bloody close." he said walking back into the body of the room, moving the pizzas over to the bed and turning the TV on so there was background noise incase Coby was still lingering. "Who knew I was a duuuuuude until now," he lowered his body onto the bed, opening his pizza and taking in the incredible scent of fresh papa johns, "this is damn good." he said before taking a bite of his first slice.
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Henry gasped as she shoved him out of the way. "Oh that is sooo not fair, I'm a growing boy I need more food!" He laughed as he ate his food, sipping his garlic bread into his lasagne. There was nothing better than a home cooked meal and it was just the perfect start to a perfect evening. He looked over at Robbie, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well you're the biggest silly billy." He took a swig of his glass of pop, letting out a little burp. "Oops, excuse me." He rubbed his belly, leaning back in his chair once he finished his portion rather quickly.

Mila raised an eyebrow at him, she couldn't seem to wipe the devilish grin from her lips, even whilst she began to eat she pizza, resting the box on the bed so that the grease wouldn't get over her outfit. "Yeah, even for an old man, you're a pretty cool duuuude." She mocked, pushing her hair off her shoulders and behind her so that it didn't get mixed up on her pizza, that would have been gross. Folding a slice in half, she slid almost the whole thing in her mouth, taking a rather mammoth bite of the slice. Manners were out the window completely.
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Robbie giggled at Henry when he let out a burp, trying to copy him but no sound left his lips. Once he was finished his food he asked for permission to leave the table and ran back to the sofa where he had been working on a new drawing and watching disney+ ... (I couldn't help it)

Charlotte finished off the remainder of her food as well, sipping on her fizzy juice as she made polite conversation with Henry's mum, asking about her day and then talking a little about Robbie once he had left the table, "thanks again for dinner, and letting both of us stay round." she said, before turning back to look at Henry, "you absolutely devoured that, there will simply be no space for any snacks now."

Ryan gave a large gasp, "what did you just call me missy?! I am most certainly not old thank you very much!" he pouted, pretending that his feels had been hurt and sulked into his next slice of pizza before returning to his normal self. Grabbing for the remote he shifted through a few channels before landing on a badly made horror film, " ah perfect, nothing beats a poorly done scary movie when the jump scares is just the music suddenly getting much louder."
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Henry smirked at Robbie and waved him off. It was as if he didn't even realise he didn't actually live there, it was quite sweet that he was so comfortable. He washed up his and charlottes plate, before turning to the snack drawer, gasping at her. "How dare you insinuate my belly couldn't hold snacks. That is what my second stomach is for. First stomach for dinner, second stomach for snacks." He pulled out a bag of malteserssnd some strawberry laces. "Take your pick, dearest."

Mila had eaten three quarters of her pizza within the space of about three minutes and honestly, her body was torturing her for it. She lay bad and let out a grown, resting her hands on her belly she let out a whine. "Okay okay I take it back, you're not an old man, just a cool dude." Lifting her head to look st the tv she shook her head wuickly and lay back down. That was one thing she definitely couldn't stomach, and something that her ex boyfriend had forced her to watch, a lot. "Horror has to be the worst thing ever."
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Charlotte followed Henry through into the kitchen to dry off the dishes once he had washed them, putting them away in the cupboard they belonged in. "I wish I had been blessed with a second stomach," she tapped her finger onto the strawberry laces, "I'll have those." she smiled, moving away from the kitchen and grabbing her school bag that also contained the bottle of booze and taking it up stairs with her to his bedroom once again. Her eyes lingered on the photo of them again, her heart feeling all warm and fuzzy for a moment before forcing herself to snap out of it. 

Ryan heard her grown and shifted his attention from the television, "someone ate their pizza too fast huh," he chuckled, giving her belly a little rub, "your cool dude," he turned back to the tv and frowned, "fine I'll change it," he skipped through the channels, quickly glossing over any and all antique shows or ones about farms. "hotel tv has got to be the worst, its ridiculous." he finally decided to leave it on reruns of taskmaster, something light hearted and usually funny. Eating another slice he looked back to Mila, "I think a food coma could possibly be the best way to die y'know, means you've stuffed yourself silly with something you love." 
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Henry smirked, nodding once at her backpack, he picked up a couple more random bags of sweets that they had purchased, and slid up the stairs with her, closing his door and turning the little lock so that they wouldn't be disturbed any time soon. Though his mom was loving, she still didn't let him drink, not even in the house in the safest way possible. He opened the drawer of his desk and pulled out two plastic shot glasses, one pink one and one green one. He turned his back to her and quickly pulled off his jeans, replacing them with some lounging shorts. "Much better." He sat back on his bed, letting out an almighty yawn. "So, tell me, what's been going on in charlottes love life," he smirked.

Mila nodded her head and sat back up, looking down at her extremely bloated stomach. It was safe to say that pizza dough definitely wasn't a fan of her. "I look like I'm about to give birth, Jesus Christ, what do they make those things out of." She laughed and undid the zipper of her skirt to give herself some more breathing room, glancing st the box of cinnamon rolls, she pouted. They were her favourite bit and she was already too full to even start them. "You know what baby, I think you might be right. As long as there is ymmy food in my life, I really don't need anything else." She closed her eyes.
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Charlotte flopped back down onto his bed, taking the booze out of her bag and pouring some into the two shot glasses he had removed from his drawer. She tried to keep her eyes adverted as he changed, not wanting to weird him out at all. "ugh," she groaned playfully, "my love life is dead, the only guy vaguely interested in me is a player who just wants my name on his list of conquers." Reaching for the shot glass she swallowed the contents whole, placing it back down on the desk, "it could be worse I suppose," she said with a small laugh.

"Didn't you know that babies are made within the pizza dough and anyone that eats them is therefore now carrying their own baby? a pizza baby of all things." Ryan chuckled, finishing off another few slices of his own and then closing the box and moving it to the floor, allowing his chocolate dough balls to take pride place in front of him. "if you could pick one food as your last ever meal, what would it be and why?" he asked, before taking a bite into one of his dough balls. " I think mine would be steak with a side of spaghetti carbonara." 
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