My Lovely

Nova and her best friend India have always had one dream they shared, dancing for anyone famous. So when India got offered a dancing career with the band One Direction, Nova can't help but be a little disappointed. But when romance and drama sparks up and comes between everything, Nova is forced to make a decision, one that she just can't win.


10. What is going on?!


"Oh um...hey India!" I exclaimed, "What...what are you doing here?"
"Um, I could ask you the same question!” She pointed to Harry, then quickly saved herself, “I mean…hey Harry.”
“Hey India. Nova, what’s going on?”
“Yeah Nova, what is going on?” India asked me in the same tone as Harry but not making fun of him.
I flinched, knowing I would have to explain to them how I had been hiding something from both of them.
I crawled back into my room with Harry close behind. As India made way for me she gave me the death glare.
I turned around to face both of them as soon as Harry stepped back on the surface of my room.
“Could I speak to Harry alone India?”
“What do you think?” She shot at me.
I sighed, “Fine. Harry, I’m sorry. I should have never gone out with you. India, I’m sorry, I should have never gone out with him. Is everyone happy?”
“No” India and Harry both said at the same time.  I made a pouty face.
“Nova, I’m really starting to like you. Please, what is going on? India, what’s going on?” He directed to India. She blushed a little bit at his notice of her. “Well…I don’t know. Nova, why is he in here? We had a deal!”
“Harry, could I speak to India alone please?” If I couldn’t talk to Harry alone I would talk to India. He nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him.
“Why the heck are you dating my man?” She hissed,
“He was never your man, he liked me before he even knew who you were!” I shot back.
“Well I still liked him! Why would you do this?” She was pulling the guilt card. But I didn’t buy it.
“Because India, you are too controlling! I should be able to date who I want!”
“Not if I had dibs!”
“You can’t put dibs on a human being!”
“Well…I did!”
“I don’t think we can be friends anymore.”  I snapped without thinking. She flipped her hair, “That is fine with me!” Then, she left without another word. I heard her stomping down the stairs. Harry strolled in, “What is this about? Why is she so upset?”
“I…I wasn’t supposed to exactly go out with you…” I replied quietly.
“Because India liked…likes you.” I mumbled. He gazed at me as I stared at the floor, ashamed. I glanced up at him for a quick second, and then my eyes reunited their gawking stare at the floor. To my surprise, Harry gently put his finger under my chin, lifting it up. He was smirking a little bit when he leaned in. My eyes widened. Is he going to kiss me? Wait, why would he kiss me...? But why not? He is closing his eyes. What should I do? I thought to myself, I pictured India, and how upset she must have been. Her best friend did the worst thing, she stole her man. As Harry leaned closer, I turned my head away.
“No Harry, I’m sorry.”
“You need to chose India, or me. Call me when you figure it out.” He seemed upset as he walked out my door.  

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