Strum *completed*

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  • Updated: 13 Jul 2014
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This is my first fan fiction please no hate.

Missy just moves to Doncaster with her two parents who are hardcore excersize fanatics. She knows no one but she does get along well with the people from her new town. Within her first week she has shown up the schools best quarterback and has also made a new friend in the music store. With a passion for music, sports, and performance she finds herself becoming more comfortable with her new way of life. For the longest time her love for music was hidden but what will happen when she lands a job at the music store and ends up running into some very famous boys with a need to find a new opening act for there new tour... Read for more!!

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41. What da faq just happened....

I grab my keys and my jacket. I had thrown on a pair of light wash blue skinny jeans that weren't to tight or to loose. I had my hair left down, natural and wavy. My makeup to a minimal of only mascara. With my favorite white tank top on, I threw on my favorite purple plaid scarf to accesorize. I slip on my black TOMS and walk out the door.

Within 5 minutes I am standing outside the entrance to the interview room where the people from my previous life sat discussing me. The station was one block away from my flat so it was a quick walk.

"Whoa!" A security gaurd says standing infront of my way to the door.

"What?" I ask innocently, honestly confused.

"Where do you think you're going missy." He says.

"How.. how did you know my name..." I ask shocked.

"Name?" his eyes going wide then furrowing at the brow.

"Oh... sorry. My name is Missy L.. Ewoll." I explain.

"Hah! No, Missy Ewoll went back to Canada and has blonde hair." He scoffs. I pull out my drivers licence and show him. "No way! Can I have your autograph?!" He asks excitedly.

"Sure, I will give you an autograph and anything else, just I need to get into that interview ASAP." I smile but urge him to let me enter.

"Right, ok... Wait, I have always wanted to do something... Can I please introduce your entrance?" He asks, I couldn't help but giggle and nod my head by the sight of the excited chubby security gaurd.

He opens the door and says in a deep announcer voice...

Harry POV

"I haven't talked to her since she left." I say to Macy.

"But, you guys were so gr-" she begins but gets cut off.

"INTRODUCING MISSY EWOLL." A deep voice announces.

We all look towards the doors, in walks a girl with light brown almost blonde hair with purple dip died ends. Her thin legs wrapped perfectly in a pair of light wash skinny jeans. a scarf wrapped around her thin neck, a white tank top hugging her body beautifully. Her feet carrying her forward. Head bent down watching her every step. My heart skipped irregularly as I recognized the walk. The scared, but confident steps. I just needed one thing to prove it.

She makes it to the edge of the stage and walks up. A seat is brought out for her, it is placed beside Macy so that we are looking at her as well. I notice that the other lads and the girls mouths are dropped open. That's when it happens. I look back at the girl.

She looks at me. The eyes.

"Missy." I breathe.

"Hello Harry." She responds kindly.

"Well this is a surprise!" Macy exclaims clapping her hands excitedly.

"Yes." Missy giggles. Oh how I miss that giggle.

"So Missy, what are you doing here? I thought you were in Canada?" Macy asks directing her attention to Missy.

"Well, funny story... I never went to Canada. I actually live right here in London." Missy explains.

"London?" I ask shocked. I thought she would have gone back to Doncaster, or somewhere else, maybe a smaller village.

"Ya." She nods at me. Smiling, but not reaching her eyes, she doesn't want to be here.

"Well, you probably were watching the interview."

"Yes, and I'm here to clarify." She states. "I didn't want to leave. My parents had given me an ultimatum, either stay in the UK and live on my own with no money, no job, and no where to live. Or move back to Canada with them, there they would help me start a life and get all the essentials for life. So... I had to make a choice. I was going to say no and not ever tell anyone... but then something came up. So after realizing some things I figured it was better to go with my parents instead of having nothing. Then when I told everyone they reacted really badly. I called up my mom and told her that I needed to live my life, and that she couldn't control me anymore. So when I went to tell them I wasn't going anywhere... Well lets just say I didn't get the chance. I walked to the next city, went to an airport, met a girl that looked like me and she went to Canada. Then I took a flight to London and now I'm here." She smiles at the end, taking a deep breath.

"Wow!" Macy exclaims. "So what about you and Harry over here?"

"What about us?" Missy asks blushing and looking anywhere but at me.

"Well, what's going on? Harry says you guys haven't talked since you left."

"Nothing is going on, we haven't talked in 3 months." Missy smirks, but I KNOW that smirk. She is upset, and definitely not impressed.

"Why not?" Macy asks innocently.

"I got a new phone, I didn't keep anyones number." Missy shrugs.

"But there are other ways to communicate."

"Yup, but Harry wanted me back in Canada, I wasn't about to come crawling back to him looking pathetic." Missy states harshly.

"Harry, you didn't try and contact her?" Macy looks at me accusingly.

"She left!" I practically yell.

"YOU told me to!" Missy almost yells back. She stands up furiously.

"I didn't mean it!" I yell standing up as well.

"Then why did you say it Harry?!" Missy throws her arms up frustration running wild.

"Because when you love someone you have to let them go, you have to let them live their lives!" I exclaims angrilly.

"Hah! Love! That's a load of crap!" A single tear forming in her right eye lets me know she doesn't believe a word of it.

"Of course I love you!" I yell frustrated as well. "I thought you didn't want to be with me! So I did what I thought you wanted!"

"What did I want Harry?" She asks through clenched teeth.

"To go back to Canada. To be with your parents." I sigh.

"You really know nothing." Missy gasps looking hurt. She walks away, quickly up the aisle.

"Well what did you want?!" I yell after her. She stops and turns around.

"You!" She shrieks. She starts walking back. "I want you! I want to be with you! I wasn't going back to Canada because I 'wanted' to, I was going because I was trying to keep everyone happy. I thought you would be happy without me, I thought that since you were acting off for all those weeks that something was up. That you were trying to find a way to break up with me without hurting me."

"I wasn't going to break up with you." I respond quietly. I felt the box in my pocket, I always had it with me. I don't know why, but I think it was because I was holding on to the hope that Missy would show up one day and I'd be able to do it.

"Then what Harry, everytime you and I were alone you got nervous as if you wanted to say something but you didn't know how to say it. From my experience it's when the guy tells the girl 'I'm sorry it has to end this way, we had a great thing, but I think it's time we stop fooling ourselves'. Then woopdido! Heart break." She has snapped, she is hurting and it's all my fault. I do the only thing I can think of.

I kiss her. And... she kisses me back.

I almost forget that we are on live television. But when I hear a bunch of deep throated coughs behind me I remember. I slowly pull away. Missy looks up at me as if in a daze.

"You don't know how long I have wanted to do that for." I breathe. My arms around her waist still. Her tiny hands on my biceps. "I haven't stopped loving you, and I never will. You're the girl I want to spend my life with. When you walk in a room, my entire world lights up. You make me happy, you make me feel beyond what anyone else has ever made me feel. Maybe we're young but... I don't want anyone else. And I never will. So right now, infront of everyone, I want to ask you something. Something that I was going to ask you 3 months ago." Missy's eyes grow wide.

"Ha-Harry." Her voice cracks. A small smile appearing on her face, but hurt still spread in her eyes. I kneel down. One knee placed on the carpetted floor. A gasp escapes the audience.

"Missy, I know that we have had our moments, good and bad, but there is one thing that I know for sure and one thing that I always will know. You're the girl for me. Your flaws, your imperfections make you beautiful. I love you for them. Maybe its been 3 months since we last spoke, but I can't stand it anymore. What is ment to be is ment to be. Nothing can change that, not time or distance. I make alot of mistakes. I can't promise that I won't make more of them. But I can promise that this is not a mistake. This is the first step into our reality, and my dream. My life is not ment to be spent with anyone but the girl that is perfect for me... and that girl is you. I love you Missy. Will you do me the great honor of becoming my wife?" I open up the box that was hidden in my hand. I look up into her big round gorgeous eyes.

"I..." Missy stammers.

 

Missy POV

"I..." I stammer.

What da faq just happened!

 

 

*Authors note*

hey everyone :) so I am getting better at updating :D I know, I'm awesome ;)

haha, so what do you guys think?! It is sadly almost over :( I have been focusing on this one so I can finish and then focus on New Life New Love then my new story :)

I love reading your comments so please comment!

Hope you all are enjoying!

:* later loves!

~Meggie

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