More Then Friends! *Completed*

Mia and Harry are great friends Mia is also One Direction's Vocalist so they are pretty much always together but what happens when they fall for each other will, not everything is a smooth sailing as they originally thought it would be.

(Short Fan Fic)

Another @MA_1directioner #Imagine she has heaps but I probably won't publish all of them just most if you want more message me or check out her twitter there in her Favs!! Anyway follow her she is amazing!!


16. Chapter 16

Mia's P.O.V.:
Paul: 101°

I covered my face with my pillow. I laid in bed, still in my pajamas ( ). I knew I was gonna get sick, I knew it. And what made it worse was Harry was blaming himself. I told Paul not to let him in my room. Preston stayed with me, though.

Mia: How bad do like?
Preston: Not bad, just tired and sick. You have a head cold, that's what happens when you play in freezing water wearing booty short-
Mia: Excuse me! Those were very tasteful shorts! Booty shorts! pfft!
Preston: My point being you look fine. Let Harry come see you, please. Any longer we're gonna have to get violent with him.
Mia: No! Because then he'll try to kiss me and he'll get sick and I'll feel terrible! No! Do not let him in here!
Preston: Ok hun, I'll be outside. Do you want anything?
Mia: No, but thank you Preston. I'd hug you but...
Preston: I know.

I loved Preston and Paul, they were like my road dads. I loved them. My phone rang on my nightstand. Harry. I picked it up.

Harry: C'mon Paul! I just wanna make sure she's ok! Mia tell him I can come in!
Mia: No.
Harry: What! Mia!
Mia: I'll get you sick. No.
Harry: Please...c'mon it's killing me. I wanna be there for you.

I debated...

Mia: Ok...
Harry: Ha! And you said she wouldn't let me in Louis! Pay up!
Mia: promise not to look at me.
Harry: I don't care what you look like!
Mia: I do. I'm not wearing makeup, and I slept in my contacts again, and I don't feel pretty. So, Please.
Harry: ......*sigh* the door.

I hung up, slipping out of bed. I helded my braid, twisting it in my fingers. I unlocked the door, and then sat backwards on the bed so I faced the wall.

Harry: Hi...
Mia: *sniffle* Hey
Harry: Are you ok?
Mia: Yeah, just tired.
Harry: Please face me, I hate looking at your back. I'd rather see your face. Makeup or not. Doesn't matter to me.
Mia: Well it does to me.
Harry: Mia...please...

I debated again. Giving in, I grabbed a pillow covering my face as I laid back. He laughed, pulling the pillow from my face. I covered it up again with my hand.

Harry: Mia, I don't care.
Mia: Harry, I'm not pretty today. I'm sick and I feel horrible, and I sound like Bob Dillon!

He pulled at my hands, I shook my head, exposing my face. He pinned my arms to the bed. Dammit, I forgot how strong he was.

Harry: You look fine! Why are you freaking, I love you no matter what you look like
Mia: Really?
Harry: Yeah, you could be in a brown sac and you'd still be beautiful.
Mia: Woah, woah, let's not push it.

He laughed, leaning in toward me, I covered his mouth.

Mia: No, I'll get you sick-
Harry: I don't care.
Mia: Harry-
Harry: I don't care.

He leaned down, kissing me tenderly. It was nothing mind-blowing, out of this universe kind of kiss. But it had a sweet sentiment making it better than any other kiss.

Mia: Thank you.
Harry: Any time.

Harry's P.O.V.:
I kissed her cheek once more before leaving her to sleep.

Liam: How is she?
Harry: Fine, she's just really tired.
Zayn: I feel bad, if we hadn't been playing in the water so long she'd be fine.
Harry: I know, her lips were blue after ten minutes, and we still didn't get out.
Niall: I just don't get how we didn't get sick too.
Louis: Mia gets sick easily I guess. But going out tonight is a no then.
Harry: You guys can go, I'll stay with Mia.
Mia: No, go with them!

Just then Mia came out hugging a pillow, the top of it covering her mouth.

Harry: But your sick. I wanna be here with you.
Mia: Well I don't want you here. So go.
Harry: But-
Mia: GO!
Harry: Yes ma'am.
Mia: It's not like you can do anything I'll be asleep the whole time. It'll be like you never left!

Mia's P.O.V.:
Mia: I can't sleep!

I laid in bed, scrolling through twitter, The Hurts playing softly in the background. I think I favorited/retweeted like a thousand things.

Mia: haha...favorite....oooh...retweet...aaaw...favorite and retweet...Harry Styles caught kissing brunette........

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