(Harry's pov)
Miranda leans away from me. And I can hear her softly cough. You know, the ones you do in awkward situations.
I just stay where I am for a second, staring at her. We were so close, just centimeters away from kissing. Now, she's just looking at her finger and blushing.
I walk towards the door cussing under my breath. When I open it, I see kiera and like thirty other people waiting to come in. Did they just love. her so much, that she got all of them to come all at once?
"Come in guys." I say with no excitement in my voice what so ever. They all come in, whooping and hollering. Some carrying beer cases because they know I'm not going to provide it, if they want beer they bring it themselves.
"Don't get too excited Harry." Kiera says while patting me on the shoulder. "What's wrong. You're never not excited."
"Nothing. I was just about to kiss the girl of my dreams." I shrug my shoulder. " no big deal." I say as my voice drips in sarcasm.
"Oh my gosh!" She says slurring the words together. "Girl of your dreams ehh? Who?" She says looking around. Once she saw Miranda her mouth dropped to the floor instantly. "No way. Really? How? Since when?" She smacked my shoulder again. "Why didn't you tell me? I would've helped you."
"I don't know." I shrugged as I looked at Miranda, still sitting on one of the stools. She's just looking at the other people dancing.
"I kind of knew you liked her. I had a feeling." She said flipping her hair to one side. "The way you looked at her that day you knocked her over, and every other time you looked at her.
The day I bumped into Miranda, I actually did that on purpose. I didn't know how to get her attention so I decided to Just pretend to bump into her, that got her attention for sure. The second time by her classroom though, was an accident.
"Was it that obvious?"
"Um yeah." Kiera said as she moved her head in a circular movement, as if my question was the most obvious thing ever. "Why don't you go for it? Ask her out."
"Really? Should I?" Why am I so nervous?
"Duh Harry. Better not break her heart though, cause I'll beat your butt up." She went all serious on me. "I'm serious."
"Dang girl. You are one scary Chick. I say with a terrible Spanish accent. We both start laughing.
"Go now." She pushes me toward Miranda's direction.
(My POV)
All the other people here at this party seem like there having fun. Dancing. I wouldn't have the guys to do that, I can't believe I'm even here in the first place, at Harry's house.
I turn to see Harry heading towards me, running his hands through his curly hair. Kiera is like pushing him, kind of.
(Kiera's pov)
"I am so scared I don't want to walk up to zayn. What if he doesn't like me"
"Come on he likes you he is checking you out right now." Says Miranda.
Ok I am about to walk up to zayn.
"Hey." Zayn says sexily.
"Hi." I say.
"Do you want to dance?"
"Yea sure." Zayn says.
Omg I cannot believe I am about to dance with Zayn Malik.
"Hey kiera I've like you for a while now and...
"And what?"
He reaches down and kisses me passionately. His soft lips touch mine and its like there is no one else around.
