One Kiss Doesn't Change A Thing ~COMPLETE~

Harry used to be my best friend. Then, he went off auditioning for the X-Factor. After he was formed into the amazing-oh-so-popular One Direction, we didn't talk as much as we used to. I don't know why. I mean, Harry was my best friend, but I always, and still do, had a crush on him. Then, he left me, and our relationship started to fade away. I recently moved to the USA, and that was when Harry and I lost touch. I through all the things that we did together all in a box and tried to forget about it.
What happens when Harry and Ava meet one day unexpectedly?

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13. I'm Really Sorry Ava

 

Ava’s POV

I looked at the boy who stood in front of me, no, not Daniel, Harry. Harry. Harry Styles was standing here, in the middle of the dance floor, at my Prom. So many questions filled my mind. How did he know about my prom? Why is he here?

“Harry?” I looked at him and looked around. All the girls were whispering to each other. I bet I knew what they were saying. “Harry Styles is at our Prom! Ah! OMG! Why is he talking to Ava?”

I looked back at Harry. I could tell he was nervous and embarrassed.

“Can I talk to you?” he asked.

“Go ahead.” I shrugged.

“Can I talk to you like in…private?” he looked at the people staring at us. By that time the DJ stopped the music.

“What is there to talk about Harry? And who cares if it’s in private? The whole school knows!” I was literally shouting at him.

He looked to the ground. I knew he felt really bad and really embarrassed. His face was getting red. He looked back at me.

“I’m so sorry Ava,” he said softly and quietly. I knew he meant it, but I wasn’t ready to forgive him.

“No,” I shook my head and started to walk away. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t forgive him. He hurt me bad, really bad.

“Wait Ava!” he came after me and stopped me. He held my arms so I couldn’t move. He turned me to face him.

“Ava, I’m really sorry. I would do anything to take back what I did. Anything.”

“Like what? Leave me alone for the rest of my life?” I asked him.

He looked hurt. “No.” he shook his head.

“Then what? Because I think that would be the best thing to do.” I said.

And before I knew it, Harry’s face was leaning closer to mine.

 

 

 

Harry’s POV

She stared at me for a minute. I guess she was kind of shocked that I showed up, I mean, she didn’t expect me anytime soon. My heart started beating faster. What is she going to say? Will she forgive me?  

“Harry?” she finally said something! And she wasn’t yelling! So hopefully things would turn out okay? I could hear other girls whispering to each other. Yeah yeah yeah, I’m Harry Styles showing up at their prom. Big deal.

“Can I talk to you?” I asked hoping she would say yes.

“Go ahead.”

No, I wasn’t going to talk to her in front of all these people. I wanted to talk to her alone. In private. Just the two of us.

“Can I talk to you like in… private?” I looked around at the people around us. All of them were staring at us.

What is there to talk about Harry? And who cares if its’ in private? The whole school knows!”

I looked to the ground. She was getting mad. I knew this wasn’t going to end well. Please, let her forgive me! Blood was rushing towards my face and I felt my face getting red. I was embarrassed. I looked into her pretty chocolate eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Ava.”

“No.” she turned and walked away. No. I wasn’t going to let her go this time. I was going to get her to forgive me. I wanted to walk out of this hotel happy.

“Ava, wait!” I went after her.

I held her arms firm so she couldn’t budge. I need her to understand and listen.

“Ava, I’m really sorry. I would do anything to take back what I did. Anything.” I meant what I just said. I really did. I promise I did. If only she would understand that I meant it with my whole heart and soul.

“Like what? Leave me alone for the rest of my life?”

Those words stabbed me like a knife. I didn’t want to leave her forever. I wanted to be her best friend again. Maybe even more than that. I wanted to be a part of her life again.

“No.” I told her.

“Then what? Because I think that would be the best thing to do.”

I looked at her beautiful flawless face. I looked deep in her eyes. I knew she didn’t want me to leave. I knew she wanted me as her best friend again. I know Ava Hunter. I know her. She wanted to have those sleepovers again. I knew she wanted to complete our bucket list we wrote together. I knew it, I just did.

I had to do it. I had to. I leaned down to kiss her.

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