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)

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20. Chapter 20

Harry's P.O.V.:
I couldn't focus the whole rehearsal. What was she gunna say? Was it, Yes Harry I love you too, take me back! Or was it, No Harry I hate your guts, get out of my face! Like seriously! Loosing my mind, while she's just sitting there with Paul and Preston not looking at me! And then she leaves!

I turned around once I think the entire rehearsal, and then suddenly she's gone!

Harry: Where's Mia?
Preston: She wasn't feeling good again, so she's going back to the hotel.
Harry: Can uh, we take a quick break.
Paul: Quick one.

I hopped down from the stage and caught Mia exiting the lobby.

Harry: Mia! Where are you going?

She looked down, her hair falling around her face, hiding it.

Mia: I'm not feeling good, queasy almost.
Harry: Mia.

She peered up at me, and I took her face in my hands, stepping towards her.

Harry: I wanna be with you. Every relationship has a few bumps in the road. But I'm not going to let us throw it all away over something I know we can overcome.
Mia: Harry, I-

Mia's P.O.V.:
He kissed me suddenly. My knees shaking. I wanted to pull back, but I couldn't. My body fell limp against him. He was my everything. I never wanted this to end.

Paul: Hey Harry we're about to start-Harry! You can't kiss her, she's sick! I swear if you get sick I'll-
Harry: One minute Paul, I'll be right in. Promise.

Paul left and Harry turned back to me, kissing me a few more times.

Harry: We'll talk later?
Mia: mmhmm...

He kissed quickly and then headed back into rehearsal. My heart pounded, my mind spun out of control. So I ran.

We didn't talk later. I didn't go back to the hotel, instead I walked around, with no particular destination. My phone rang endlessly, text messages never stopped coming. Didn't even pull it out of my pocket. I ended up staying out all night.

Harry's P.O.V.:
*next day*
Harry: Where is she?
Louis: I don't know.
Harry: How could she not come back last night?
Louis: I don't know.
Harry: She said we'd talk later and then she doesn't even come back! Who does that?!
Louis: I don't know.
Harry: Where is she?!
Louis: I know!
Harry: Really?!?!
Louis: Ha, no.
Harry: Lou!

We stood backstage, the show started in thirty minutes. I looked like hell, because I stayed up all night waiting for her to come back.

Stage Person: Harry your needed in makeup.
Harry: Yup.

I looked around as I made my way to makeup. Nothing.

I sat down, and pulled out my phone. Figured one last shot, so I called her...

Mia: Hey it's Mia, leave a message! *beep*
Harry: Hey Mia, it's Harry...again. Where are you? The show starts in twenty minutes, and we really need to talk.

I leaned forward on the take raking my fingers down my face. And when I looked in my mirror she was there. I jumped out of my chair turning to see her behind me.Mia( ) walked toward me, she kept dropping her gaze to her hands, then at me.

Harry: Mia.
Mia: Hi.

Mia's P.O.V.:
Harry: Hi? That's all you have to say? Mia how could you not come back last night? Seriously!

My heart pounded.

Mia: I'm sorry...I wanted to, but-
Harry: But what? Mia, you said we'd talk later then you disappeared! Again!
Mia: I know. Everything was happening so quickly. One minute we broke up, and I was still falling apart, and then we kissed and I got scared, and-
Harry: Scared of what?
Mia: Hurting you...

I looked down again, feeling my eyes sting with tears, playing with my rings. I could see his feet move toward me. He lifted my face to look at him. My voice barely audible.

Mia: I'm so tired of hurting you over and over again. It's practically becoming a fulltime job for me.

I choked back sobs, my hands started to shake. His thumb rubbed soft circles on my cheek.

Mia: God, do I ever stop crying...

He smirked, but just kept looking at me, not talking. I half laughed half breathed. My voice broke.

Mia: Say something.

He watched my face, staring into my eyes, looking for something. Then suddenly he was kissing me, and I kissed him back.

The hole in my chest that ripped open last night, suddenly felt whole again. My hands trailed up his chest to his neck. My pulse pounded through my body, as he pulled back.

Mia: That doesn't count...
Harry: You sure? Because I'm pretty sure I just said alot.
Mia: Oh really? Well I don't think I heard you the first time...
Harry: Well I guess if you didn't hear me...

He leaned in towards me, and just as his lips touched mine,

Stage Person: Harry, the boys need you.
Harry: *sigh* ok, be right there...Where were we?
Mia: We'll finish this conversation later.

He raised his eyebrows at me, I laughed a little at his expression.

Harry: I've heard that before.

I stretched up on my toes, brushing noses, then touching my mouth to his.

Mia: I'm not going anywhere...

He kissed me quickly again, deeply but quick.

Mia: Go!
Harry: Yes ma'am.

He ran out, and I followed slowly behind. My head swam, as I stood backstage in the wing.

I loved him so much, I don't think I could have been happier than I was now. And I knew he felt the exact same way about me. I heard the girls scream and settled in for the concert.

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