Harry helped Brooklyn out of his car, pulling her up gently, trying not to hurt her stomach.

"You okay?" He asked, flinching when Brooklyn groaned in pain.

"Fine," she said. "It just twinges."

Harry gave Brooklyn a look, but linked his fingers with hers and walked towards the diner. It was relatively busy, it always was after school.

Brooklyn spotted Ben behind the counter talking to someone with their back to them. Ben smiled and waved at Brooklyn.

"Don't go and talk to people," Harry muttered and rolled his eyes when Brooklyn pulled him over to her manager. "Of course she goes and talks to people."

"Brooke! How are you?"...