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STEPHANIE'S POV
I walked into Hannah's room in a little better mood than earlier. She was sitting on her bed, her long brown hair hanging in her face as she typed on her laptop,
"Hey Han," I said as I collapsed on the bed next to her,
"Hola chica, how ya feelin'?" she asked.
"Like crap," I told her,
"Here, watch this, I made it for you to make you feel better," she said, shifting her laptop so I could see the screen, "I'll go get ice cream and then you can vent," Hannah said, walking out of the room, I pressed play on the video. The first video that popped up was Liam and I singing to Britney Spears on the radio when we were 11. I busted up laughing at Liam's haircut and our high pitched voices. Next was Hannah, Niall and I at the talent show when we were 13, I frowned when I saw Niall and last night's memories flooded my brain. But I shook it off and I smiled at our performance. We had won that year. Hannah returned with the ice cream as the video changed. This time it was a home video of me at 15, a year ago,
"Li! Stop filming me!" I was saying to the camera, which was evidently held by Liam,
"But you look so cute when you sing," he teased, "Sing one song for us!" he said,
"Who's 'us'?" I asked him,
"YouTube," he responded, I face palmed as soon as I realized it was this video. On-screen me shook her head and began to sing 'Before he Cheats' by Carrie Underwood. I remembered Liam had actually put this on YouTube and I had been so embarrassed, I laughed at it now. Then it was our first battle of the bands performance. I watched as we jumped around and sang. I smiled as the video ended and gave Hannah a hug,
"That did help, thanks," I said,
"No problem, now spill, its venting time," Hannah said, handing me my ice cream. And I did spill, I told her all about what had happened. I started crying when I told her about the fight this morning,
"And now, I'm caught in the middle," I told her, wiping my eyes.
"The middle of what?" She asked me, looking confused,
"The middle of wanting to forgive Niall and falling for Harry," I sighed,
"Oh Lord," Hannah muttered, "Ok, listen, I say forgive Niall, but don't date him again. You know he's drunk almost every weekend. But I don't know about giving Harry a chance, he seems like a flirt and you just broke up with Niall. I wouldn't rush into a new relationship. Everyone will think you're a whore," Hannah told me,
"Ok," was all I said, staring at my ice cream bowl.
"Hey, look, everything will be ok," Hannah said, giving me a hug,
"I know, it's just, why me?" I asked,
"God has a funny way of acting in our lives," She said, I looked at her
"When did you become religious?" I asked her, she laughed,
"Two seconds ago," She told me, I laughed. My phone rang, I looked at it, it was Niall. I inhaled sharply,
"Answer it? Or no?" I asked Hannah, she nodded. I clicked answer, "Hello," I said quietly.
"Steph? Please don't hang up," Niall said into the phone.
"I won't," I told him,
"Ok, well, um I just wanted to tell you I know you won't forgive me this time but I'm sorry and it was a drunken mistake and I won't do it again. I promise," He told me, I sat there for a little while, processing that, "Steph?" Niall asked into the phone,
"Niall, you and I both know that it probably will happen again. So I'm sorry but, we're done. But I accept your apology." I said, taking a deep breath to prevent the tears that were threatening to fall. It was his turn to be silent,
"Okay," Was all he said after the long period of silence,
"Ok?" I asked,
"Yeah, ok. As in I'm ok with us not being together." Niall said, I could tell he was lying,
"You are?"
"Yeah, I mean, you are right, I'll probably end up wasted and macking on another girl at a party again so, yeah," He said, laughing a little. I was in shock at how he was handling this.
"Yeah, um, well I gotta, um, go," I said and quickly hung up. Hannah looked at me as a tear traced it way down my cheek, "All he said was ok. I thought he'd fight for me," I whispered as another tear dripped down my cheek,
"I'm sorry," Hannah whispered, hugging me,
"I'm going to go home now," I said, sniffling and standing up,
"Bye, you can always call me anytime, remember that," She told me, I nodded and walked down to my car trying to contain myself.

HARRY'S POV
Stephanie walked into the house slowly and quietly. I was in the kitchen making a sandwich and listening to my iPod. She walked in, her eyes red and puffy one again. She leaned against the countertop,
"I talked to Niall," She informed me as I re-tied the bread closed,
"And..?" I asked her,
"And we're done, he agree to it right away," She said, frowning,
"What's the matter babes?" I asked, moving over to where she stood. She shook her head, a tear crawling down her cheek,
"I just, I thought he'd put up a fight. Not just say 'Ok' and let me hang up. I thought he cared more," She said quietly.
"Like I said, you don't deserve someone like that," I told her, she looked up at me, her eyes a bright blue from crying,
"You're right, I deserve better," She said, wiping her eyes,
"I know you do," I said, we stood there in silence, listening to the Katy Perry song that was playing on my iPod. The rest of the house was silent, as Stephanie's parents were out. The song changed to a slower one, it was an old favorite of mine: I Won't Let Go by Rascal Flatts. Stephanie smiled,
"I love this song," She whispered as the vocals began,
"Dance with me," I said, she looked up at me again,
"What?" She asked,
"Dance with me, please?" I asked, she nodded and stepped forward. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her towards me and she draped her arms around my neck. As we rocked back and forth to music I sang to her, whispering the words into her ear. She laid her head on my shoulder and listened,
"I will stand by you, I will help you through, when you've done all you can do and you can't cope. I will dry your eyes, I will fight your fight, I will hold you tight and I won't let go," I sang into her ear. If only she knew how true those words were. The song ended and Stephanie dropped her hands from my neck, I wished the song was longer,
"Thank you Harry, that was nice," She said, smiling a small smile,
"You're welcome, and I just want you to know, that song is true. For me anyways, I will stand by you, I know it's cheesy but it's true," I muttered, looking down,
"Hey," She said, I looked at her, "That's sweet, not cheesy. And I appreciate it Harry, I really do," She said quietly. We stared at each other, her blue eyes into my green ones. I decided to take the risk and I began to lean in. Slowly, our lips got closer and closer and mine finally grazed hers slightly. That's when she pulled back, "I can't," She said, "I just can't" She unwrapped my arms from her waist and walked upstairs. I sighed and cursed silently. My risk had been taken too early. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair before grabbing my sandwich, turning off my iPod and walking upstairs to my room. I paused at Stephanie's room and heard a small sniffle come from inside. I decided I had done enough to play with her emotions today and walked into my room quietly.