I'm Alone. Or am I?

When Anastasia is abandoned by her father when he leaves on a "Vacation," Anastasia stars to fall for the curly, dark-haired boy in her class, Harry. But when Anastasia starts to blame herself for her dads absence in her life, does Harry help her or break her heart when its already breaking.

Alternate Universe where the boys aren't famous.

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16. I'm Still Scared

I looked into his eyes and this time, I kissed him

I didn't kiss him for nearly as long but when I pulled away and looked into his eyes, I saw more happiness and hope than any other time I'd seen him.

"Yes," I said to him.

"Yes what?" I rolled my eyes and smiled.

"Yes I will be your girlfriend." 

"You trust me?"

"I trust you." 

He hugged me tightly and I put my head on his chest.

We took of our skates and went back over to the benches by the bigger rink and sat down together.

He never let go of my hand till everyone got off the ice. 

"You're holding hands." Niall pointed out.

"No shit," I retorted.

"So you're...?" Lexi asked. 

I smiled at him and nodded. "Yeah." 

"Took long enough," Louis muttered and I smacked him.

He rolled his eyes and rubbed his arm where I smacked him.

"I'm happy for you Ana," Lexi said sitting next to me. 

"Thanks." 

I kissed his cheek.

"Ooooh," they chorused.

"Shut up," Harry said as I blushed and buried my head in his neck and he put an arm around me.

"You guys are cute but you're gonna make me barf," Lexi said from beside me.

I gave her a look.

"What?" She raised her hands in front of her as if in surrender." Just telling the truth," I rolled my eyes.

We chatted until the rink was closing and we were ushered out by security guards.

Harry dropped me off at home.

"Well, bye then," I turned to unlock and open my door when Harry stopped me.

"Could I, uh, stay for a bit?" He asked awkwardly, scratching at the back of his head.

"Sure." 

I unlocked the door and opened it, stepping inside setting my skates down by the door. 

He followed me inside.

Harry followed me as I got a snack, a bowl of chips, and grabbed his hand pulling him up the stairs, knowing he wouldn't follow on his own.

I changed into my batman pajama shorts and white tummy-shirt that said, Music Is The Answer.

It was weird, being so comfortable all of a sudden, when yesterday I didn't want to talk to him, I was to scared of letting him break my already battered heart, and now I can grab his hand and kiss him, like it had been like this the entire time. 

What did this mean?

Did it mean that it was meant to be like this? Did it mean we were meant to be and what happened before just happened to get in the way of me realizing it? I didn't know. But did I care? Right now, no. 

We sat down on my bed and I laid my head on his chest. 

But in all truth, I was still scared. 

Still scared of getting broken. What if I couldn't be put back together? What would I do then? 

Lexi would tell me I was shit outta luck. 

And maybe I would be...

But right now it didn't matter. Because I have Harry, ready to catch me when I fall.

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