Kiss You

Maddie and Liz are sisters who move to London after tragedy strikes their lives. What will happen when they meet One Direction and fall in love.

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12. Make-up

Suzie’s POV

I stood there in complete shock. What the hell was she doing here?

“Hi, um, is Liam here?” she said, looking confused.

“No. He’s not. Can I ask why you’re here?”

“I need to talk to him,” she said, brushing past me and walking into the apartment.

“Excuse me, you shouldn’t be here, you can’t just walk in here like that.”

“Actually I think I can. What’s your problem? Are you one of Harry’s girlfriends? God they’re always so rude…”

“No, I’m not one of ‘Harry’s girlfriends’. I’m Li…. I’m a friend of theirs.” I said. I was going to say I was Liam’s girlfriend, but we weren’t official yet. Just then, Harry walked back in.

“Danielle? What the hell are you doing here?” he said. He sounded really pissed off.

“Hi Harry! I’m here to see Liam. And don’t try to make me leave. I’m not leaving until I talk to him,” she said. She sat down on the couch with a defiant look on her face.

“I’ll put it to you this way… you can either leave now, or I can call the police. Your choice. But you’re not seeing Liam today. Or ever for that matter.”

She glared at him and slowly got up. She knew the last thing she needed was to be arrested. She then walked across the room and back to the door.

“This isn’t over. He still loves me, Harry. You can’t change that.” And with that she left.

As soon as I heard the door click closed, I burst into tears. Harry came over and wrapped me in a hug, assuring me that things were going to be okay. After fifteen more minutes of crying into Harry’s chest, I finally looked up. My eyes were red and puffy, and I could see from the look on Harry’s face that I looked horrible. Just then the rest of the boys walked in.

“Hey guys! What’s going….on…. what’s wrong?” Liam said as he rushed over to my side. I looked over at Harry, waiting for him to explain. After a few moments of silence, he finally got it.

“Right, um, well I was out on the balcony, making a few calls, and then I came back in and um….” He trailed off.

“And what Harry?” Louis urged him to continue.

“Danielle was here.” He let out a huge breath.

“SHE WHAT?!” Liam screamed.

“Liam, it’s fine. She left once Harry threatened to call the cops.” I said quietly.

“Then why are you crying?”

“Liam, it’s a little bit of a shock when the ex-girlfriend of a guy you like just shows up out of nowhere, demanding to see him.” He looked up at me with a little sparkle in his eyes.

“She’s nothing to me anymore. I love you, and she can’t change that. Don’t worry.” And with that he wrapped me in a huge hug. I felt safe, and I knew that we would be okay. I was so happy in that moment. When I looked back up, I realized that someone was missing.

“Guys, where’d Harry go?” I wondered out loud.


Harry’s POV

 I walked upstairs to Liz’s room, hoping to sneak away before anyone asked what I was up to. When I knocked, there was no answer, so I pushed the door open softly and walked in. She was sound asleep. I stood there and watched her for a while. She looked perfect, lying there so peacefully. She started to stir, and her eyes opened. She immediately focused on me.

“Can I help you Harry?” she said groggily.

“I want to talk to you once you’re fully awake.” I said. I crossed the room and sat down on the bed as she sat up.

“I’m listening.”

“First of all, I want to apologize. Again. I wasn’t thinking that night, and none of it meant anything. When I woke up the next morning and realized what had happened I was disgusted with myself. But by then, it was too late to take it back. I know that there’s no excuse for what I did. I want to make it up to you. I really like you Liz, and I want to go back to cuddling with you all night, and waking up to cook breakfast together. I miss what we had. Please let me take you out tomorrow.”  I sighed and looked up at her. To my surprise, there were tears in her eyes.

“Tomorrow better be one hell of a day Styles, because I can’t stand being mad at you anymore.” She smiled, and held her arms out for a hug. I gladly hugged her, and we stayed like that for a while. Then we decided we should go downstairs with the others before they got mad.

I was so excited for tomorrow. I was going to make sure that she had the best time of her life.  

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