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!!

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8. Chapter 8

Mia's P.O.V.:
Mia: I had a great time.
Cole: I'm glad...


We stood in the elevator, waiting for my floor. It was a bit awkward, but luckily the doors opened to my floor. He walked me the four steps to my door.


Mia: Well, this is me.
Cole: We should do this again some time.
Mia: Yeah,


I bit my lip, I didn't wanna tell him I leave in week. He took my hand, smiling at me. I could feel my pulse pounding as he leaned toward me. His lips touched mine, only for a moment. It was nothing special, but I smiled for his benefit.


Mia: Um...well goodnight.
Cole: Really? Already, it's only 9:30...
Mia: Well, I'm still very tired from my flight today...
Cole: Are you sure?


He kissed me lightly a couple times, pulling me closer. I kissed him back after a minute, my hands moving up his arms. I stepped back suddenly.


Mia: Goodnight Cole.
Cole: Hmm, goodnight, Mia.


I leaned against the door, watching him leave. Once the elevator doors shut I walked down to the boys room. I walked in, waving to the boys as they stood there just inside the door, wasn't even surprised. Or by the looks on their faces, all smirking with eyebrows raised.


Mia: Hi
Zayn: Your lipsticks a bit smudged.
Mia: Haha, thanks.


I set my bag down on the bed and took my shoes off. And then I finally noticed;


Mia: Wait, where's Harry?
Niall: He's out on the balcony.
Mia: Thanks.


I walked out to the balcony, closing the door behind me. He didn't even move, but he heard me come out. I came and did right beside him. He looked down at me.


Harry's P.O.V.:
Mia: Hey
Harry: Hi
Mia: Why aren't you in there with us? Aren't you hungry?
Harry: Not really, I feel a little sick actually.


She looked at me carefully, biting her lip, she was thinking again.


Mia: Harry, what's wrong?
Harry: Nothing...
Mia: Harry, I know you, somethings up.
Harry: I'm fine.
Mia: Harry-
Harry: I said I'm fine Mia.


My voice came out sharper than I intended. She took a step back from me. I looked at her face, and the hurt was so apparent on it. She looked down, putting her hands in her pocket.


Mia: Ok...um, I guess I'll leave you to your thoughts.
Harry: No, Mia, I didn't mean that-
Mia: It's fine.
Harry: Mia,


But she already walked inside. I felt like shit, I hated not being able to stay mad at her, or that I hurt her. I went back inside to apologize.


Harry: Mia, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you...where is she?


I looked around the room and she wasn't there. The boys all looked at me.


Harry: Where's Mia?
Louis: She just left. Went back to her room to get changed.
Harry: Oh, ok.
Liam: She looked a bit upset though, what happened?
Harry: I kind of snapped at her.


I sat down covering my face, how did things get this messed up. About twenty minutes latte,.a knock at the door made my heart race. Niall jumped up, getting the door. I could hear Mia's laugh from the next room, and as they walked in Mia looked at me quickly before dropping her gaze.


Niall: Look who's back!
Louis: And looking comfy
Mia: I try ( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=54192547 )
Harry: Hey.
Mia: Hi...


She sat down between Zayn and Louis. She barely spoke to me the rest of the night. Occasionally I would see her look over at me, but only quickly. I knew she was upset with my reaction, we never argue. I had to fix this. It was after midnight when Mia stood up.


Mia: I better get going, we have to get up in eight hours and Paul will kill me if I don't wake up. Goodnight.


She walked around kissing each of their cheeks, and then she came to me. I stood up quickly.


Harry: Um...I'll, walk you out.
Mia: Ok...


I followed her to the door, she grabbed the door knob to leave and I stopped the door.


Harry: Mia wait.
Mia: Why? So you can yell at me again.
Harry: Mia, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that.
Mia: I just don't get why you did.
Harry: It's...complicated


She sighed, walking out. Dammit.


I tried sleeping, but nothing worked. I looked at my clock, 3:41 a.m. I rolled out of bed. I didn't know where I thought I was going, but I ended up wandering downstairs. I walked through the hallway, and just as I rounded the corner I heard something. I followed it down the hall to our practice room, and it turned into music. I opened the door to Mia playing the piano, melodies and harmonies weaving through each other. Then she stopped leaning forward writing something. I stepped further in, and the floor moaned beneath me. She stood spinning around. I held up my hands, as I walked toward her.


Mia: Harry.
Harry: Hi...
Mia: What are you doing here.
Harry: Couldn't sleep. You?
Mia:...same.


She started gathering a mess of paper from the piano.


Mia: I should go.
Harry: Mia, c'mon, hear me out
Mia: Kind of hard to do when your shutting me out.
Harry: Mia, I'm sorry-would you at least look at me! I'm trying to tell you something.


She glared up at, her eyes tired and upset.


Mia: What then? That your sorry? I get it, but that doesn't change the fact that you won't talk to me!
Harry: Mia...


She got in my face, really mad now. Our bodies were practically up against each other.
Mia: No, Harry I'm tired of this. We're supposed best friends! We tell each other everything, or at least we used to! Why can't you see that I just wanna help! What happened to always caring about the ones we love! Or was that just bull shit too?
Harry: No, Mia-
Mia: Then what Harry-


I grabbed her waist suddenly, kissing her, pulling her body closer. And before I knew it her arms were around my neck. Our lips moved together, until she froze stepping back. She stared at me, breathing heavily, slowly stepping back, before turning and running out of the room.

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