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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8. Let the Competition Begin

~Harry's P.O.V~

Fuck! How could I be so stupid!? I screwed up so badly, and now I have to fix things. If Layla likes it when I'm nice maybe I should start acting nice, even if that means I have to fake it around Niall.

"Wait!" I called running up to her. She looked up at me. "I'm sorry, I really am. If I could take it all back I would, the cheating, me being an asshole, and calling you a slut. I take it all back! I just wish we could be friends again, you're an amazing girl and I never want to lose you again."

Her eyes were tear glazed as she pulled me into a tight hug, I rubbed her back as she started to cry on my shoulder. Yes! Things were back to normal again, but not entirely, now I have to gain all her trust so I can make a move.

When we got back to the lunch table I saw Niall and I knew what had to be done.

"Hey, Niall, can I talk to you for a second?"

He looked up from his food which he was eating like a pig and got up. As we walked to an empty table I couldn't help but notice how he was slightly shaking. Maybe I really was a bad guy.

We sat down and I said, "Hey, mate, I just wanted to apologize for pushing you. I'm really sorry and I promise I'll never hurt you again."

Niall's frightened face turned into a large smile. He pulled me into a tight hug, catching me by surprise. I squeezed back, maybe apologizing wasn't a bad thing after all. I really missed being best friends with him. Maybe I really was turning into a bad guy, god Layla really did change me!

~Niall's P.O.V~

I wasn't afraid of Harry anymore that meant I could finally make a move on Layla. I started to smile and hugged Harry. When we got back to the table Layla whispered in my ear, "What did he say?"

"He apologized." I whispered back.

Layla looked at Harry and smiled.

Shit! Harry is back in the game, now I have to try real hard to win Layla's heart.

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