She will be loved

Mark was the man of Molly's dreams. After he'd passed away,Molly tried to recreate the memory's shared with Mark,through other boys. Fed up of being screwed over by all the other boys,Molly decides to give in. But can teenage heartthrob , Harry Styles change her mind?


14. Made up my mind.

Harry's POV:

I jumped up off my bed and adjusted my hair,I threw on some new smart clothes and brushed my teeth. I packed a pair of pyjama's,clothes and some other stuff in a bag and sprinted out the door,picking up my phone as I did so. As I left the house and went to get in the car,I turned back to see Niall,leant against the door. 

"What do you want?" I said,nodding towards him. 

"Buy her flowers."

"I don't need you,telling me what to do" I replied,but I pulled into the corner shop halfway down the road,grabbing my usual car spot,parking and running towards the shop. As I entered the shop,I was interrupted by thousands of screaming girls. "WOW,never knew there could be so many people in a corner shop!" I said,laughing,making everyone scream again, Questions were being thrown from every direction. I saw a girl standing shell shock behind a till. 

"Red,Flower's please?" I called to her,I watched as she scurried off down an aisle,reappearing moments later with the red flowers,clutched tightly in her tiny hands. I threw a 10 pound note towards her. "Keep the change!" I screamed,snatching the flowers from her hand and running as fast as I could out the shop. I jumped into the car and drove off towards Molly's house.

I arrived at Molly's quickly. I jumped out the car,grabbed my bag and the flowers out of the back,I approached the door and knocked slowly. A teenager,who looked exactly like Molly,except a little older and maybe a little chubbier arrived at the door. 

"Can I help you?" She asked. 

"Is Molly here?" I asked,backing away shyly. 

"Of course! You must be Harry. I'm Imogen,her sister." She ushered me through the door,up a flight of stairs,to a brown door,with 'Molly' written on it and lots of pictures of her,with another boy. Imogen knocked on the door and a smiley Molly peeped out. "Thankyou,Imogen." She said,grabbing my arm and pulling me to her room.

"That was my sister,Imogen,She's just got back from university,it was a surprise." Molly explained,pulling out a seat.

I relaxed,falling into the seat,dropping my bag down. 

"What's wrong?" I said. 

Just then,without warning she came over and kissed me on the cheek. She took my hand's and pulled me off the seat. 

I instantly knew what she meant by her smiles,I picked her up and spun her around and kiss her gently on her lips and she wrapped her arm's around my neck and that's how it stayed for a while,until she broke away. 

"You have to promise me one thing,don't mess me up like the other's?" 

I stuck my pinky out. "Promise." She smiled and entwined her pinky with mine. 

"Who's the guy on your door?" I said suddenly. 

"My door?" She walked towards her door and looked at it,then shutting it. "Ohhh him! That's Mike,he passed away." 

"Oh Molly,I'm so sorry!" I said,hugging her. 

"Hey,don't worry,I've got you now!" She kissed the top of my forehead and rested her head on mine,her Mum called us down for dinner and we both run out towards the table. 

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