No Second Chances

Molly Christopher gets to say something that most girls dont get to say. I was best friends with Harry Styles. Yes, was best friends. Now they have met again and Harry wants a chance with her, even though Molly has fallen for Liam Payne. When a tragic event happens, he has another chance to get her. Harry has a descion to make. To live in the past, or prepare for the future.

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1. Before the storm

No Second Chances
Epilogue:
"Tag, your it!" I yelled.
"I'm gonna get you, Molly!" Harry yelled. He chased me around the park laughing. He tackled me and we laid on the ground laughing. When you are seven years old, you don't have to have a reason to burst out laughing.
"Molly! Harry! Time to go!" Mom yelled.
I ran up to her and my dad and jumped into my dads arms. I sat on his shoulders while he carried Harry fireman style. We were so hyper and burnt so much energy at the park, we fell right asleep in the car. Harry and I were best friends. We were just up until high school.
It was our sophomore year, and I had started to develop feelings for Harry. He wasn't getting the hints I was giving him, so I decided to kick it up a notch. I was supposed to come over to his house for our mandatory movie night. He wasnt home yet, so when I got inside, I went straight to his room. I took off my regular shorts and t-shirt, and put on a tight black dress, that ended a bit higher than mid thigh. I took out the candles from my backpack and lit them quickly. I heard Harry coming up the stairs. I turned off the lights and jumped on his bed. I leaned against his pillows and crossed my legs. He opened the door and saw me. 
"Woah, you look nice," he said. 
"Thank you," I said.
"So, wanna go watch our movie?" he asked. 
"Well I thought we could so something a little different tonight," I said. 
"Oh yeah? And what is that?" he said, sitting on his bed with me.
"This," I replied, kissing him.
He wrapped his arms around me, and I played with his hair. Without leaving his lips, I gently pushed him, so I was laying on top of him. I pulled off his shirt and went back to kissing him. 
"Molly," he gasped. I just ignored him, andI kept kissing him.
"Molly, stop!" he yelled, pushing me off. 
"What?" I asked, surprised by his strength. 
"We can't do this," he said.
"Why not?" I protested. "Harry, I love you, I've loved you since the day I met you! We need to do this," I said leaning forward. 
"Molly I dont love you!" he shouted. 
I sat in silence. 
"Alright then," I said, and I ran out the door. 
After that I was embarrassed and couldn't face Harry, so I moved to America for a while. Little did I know that we would soon meet again. 
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