He follows closely, making it incredibly obvious that he is friends with the girl.

She quickly lets go of their hands as they enter the store, rushing over to the running clothes happily.

He stays close to Holly.

Farly quickly grabs her hand again, standing next to her as she looks at the clothes. He smirks over his shoulder at Tirou, mouthing She's mine, to him. Holly, oblivious to everything, quickly picks up a pair of white Nike's, humming a Charlie Puth song.

He subtly forces away Farlys hand.

She looks up, confused as the two boys subtly seem to fight. She tilts her head, confused. She shrugs, setting Nike's back down and continuing her search for new shoes. Suddenly her phone rings, she looks at the caller ID, snarling and hanging up immediately. She quickly puts on a small smile, not 100% fake but just enough. She subtly stays close to Tirou, feeling much more comfortable with him, more awkward with Farly.

Farly glares at Tirou, sneering. Once she's out of earshot he snaps at Tirou, "I came here to get her back, she was mine first, she always will be! Back off!"

,, No. ,,

Farly quickly steps towards him, shoving him back roughly. "You like her or something?" He growls, shoving him again.

Holly looks around, a bit lost. She continues walking, hoping she goes the right way, she gets lost even more, further into the large, packed store.

,, Youre a jerk. ,, He replies flatly. He then walks back to Holly.

(You go Tirou! You tell him! :D... I just realized I'm against Farly :l Oof)

She quickly runs over to Tirou, hugging him tightly in fear. "I got lost... You weren't there..." She whimpers, noticing his slightly ruffled shirt. (The one thing she notices)

Farly follows, seeing Holly hugging Tirou, he clenches his fists, the need to shove him off of her coming over him. He quickly turns on his heel and walks away from them, trying to contain his anger as best as he can.