Live While We're Young

Layla, an 18-year-old dancer and her best friend, Addison moved to London. After their first day of college Layla became friends with a boy named Harry. What she didn't know was that he would only cause a chain reaction of dramatic events.

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6. forgiving, oh wait nevermind!

~Author's Note~ Wow this is a really short chapter... SORRY! :)

~Harry P.O.V~

How dare Niall hug her in front of me!? Acting as if he was some kind of hero saving her from me, I guess I am a bad guy in this situation. All I could do to keep myself from hurting Niall was getting up and walking away. I could sense Layla's eyes on my back so I broke into a sprint, tears starting to roll down my cheeks.

This was the first time I ever cried over a girl, I must really love her! But now she doesn't feel the same way anymore. I go into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, hiding from everyone, I just wanted to be alone.

I hurt Layla and now she doesn't trust let, and she hates me too!

FUCK! I'm so angry I slam my fist against the counter. I look around, this place is disgusting! I left looking for a better spot to hide, my eyes landing under the stairs. Perfect!

I squeeze myself under and start listening to music on my phone, letting the tears roll down. I could hear footsteps coming, so I pulled my knees closer to my body not wanting to be seen.

Only Layla's legs were in sight, the rest of her body behind the stairs. She bent down and sat next to me.

"I'm sorry, I don't hate you, I'm just really disappointed in you."

~Layla's P.O.V~

He only nodded wiping away some tears. "I regret it so badly." He whispered.

I don't know what I'm doing. I'm leaning in! I can't stop myself, wanting his lips once more. He leans in too, our lips are about to meet but someone gasping made me turn my head.

Niall standing there catches me off guard. I gasped. "Niall!"

His eyes were tear glazed.

"Get out of here, you fucking retard!" Harry snapped.

"Harry!" I yelled slapping him in the face.

I got up just as Niall was walking away. I grabbed his wrist causing him to look at me, I started leaning in, this time I knew what I was doing and I didn't want to stop. Our lips met and my heart started beating fast. Our lips moved in sync. It was perfect until I felt Niall being yanked off of me. Opening my eyes I was surprised with what I saw, Harry had pushed Niall to the ground.

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