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?


10. Meet again.

After a long 7 hours at school,the bell finally rang to go home.  I shoved my books into my bag and leaped out of the classroom,heading for the bathroom. 

"OI MOLLY! WAIT UP" I turned around to find Maddie waving her hand out frantically at me to stop. 

"Where are you going so fast?" 

"No-where I'm just meeting-" She cut me off before I could finish my sentence. 

"Harrryyyy" She said,with a sing song to her voice. 

"Yeah him!" 

She laughed. "Well don't get up to too much,will you" She told me,chuckling to herself as she went on her way. I sighed and carried on into the bathroom. I checked my reflection in the mirror. Hideous. I adjusted my hair and added more make-up applying more lip gloss. I brushed down my outfit and swung my bag to the front. I left the bathroom and walked to Harry's house,checking myself in my pocket mirror every now and then. 

I paused at Harry's,checking my reflection a 5th time. When I finally rang the door bell,Harry appeared in a flash with a big grin on his face. He embraced me into a warm hug,but I had to push away. An awkward silence broke out until one of Harry's friends broke the silence by screaming. "OI HARRY where Is she then?" Harry chuckled and place his hand softly on my back. He led me towards the living room. I looked around at the many people who were rammed into Harry's living room. 

"Here Molly,This is Louis" Harry said,pointing towards a smiley boy,with brown straight hair. He had his arm's wrapped around a girl with beautiful brown curls,which rested on her shoulder. "Hello!" Louis said,with a big grin. "This is my girlfriend,Eleanor" Eleanor waved with a slight smile. "I'm Zayn!" Another boy said,adjusting his hair. The girl next to him slapped him slightly. I turned my head to look at her. "I'm Perrie,his girlfriend." I was speechless. It was Perrie,from little mix! She realised my reaction and laughed slightly. "This is Liam" Harry said,nodding his head towards a boy who was slumped into a separate armchair. "Hi." He said,raising his hands slightly.

"And lastly,this is Niall." I spun round to Niall,who was also sat on a separate armchair. I caught his eye and he smiled softly. 

"Hi." He spoke In a strong irish accent. It fell silent for a while,until Harry broke the silence. 

"And there you have it! Including myself,the members of one direction." 

I smiled. "Hello"

"Wow,your not a fan. Anyone else would of been like 'OH MY GOD,ONE DIRECTION" Louis said. 

"How do you know I'm not fangirling inside?" I asked. Everybody laughed,but Louis didn't get the joke. 

"Well are you?"

"No Louis,You only wish I was." 

Everyone laughed again,including Louis this time.  

Harry led me towards an empty space on the sofa and sat me down,he then grabbed a chair himself and plonked onto it. No-one really said anything after that. 

"HOW about we watch a film?" Louis suggested,shouting the word 'How' making me jump. 

Everyone nodded and we all snuggled down,watching Monsters Inc. I fell further into my chair,enjoying the movie. 

Harry's POV:

Halfway through the film,I left to the kitchen. Most people were asleep,including Molly. It was late and I was surprised she hadn't left yet. But of course, I didn't mind. I poured myself a glass of beer and fell onto the breakfast bar. I started up the laptop and logged onto twitter. I scrolled through the endless amount of tweets that filled my timeline. I made a new tweet. 

"Only one in the house awake and there's 8 of us." 

Within seconds,it had reached 100 retweet's and many rumors had already filled my screen. "Lie's" I muttered under my breath. I laughed and soon,I was fast asleep on my laptop and the whole house was deadly silent. 

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