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Chapter 17

Shaunee's POV

Me and Rachel finally finished our shopping spree and were off back to the house.
On the way back, I couldn't stop thinking about what she had said to me.
What did she mean? It was killing me that I didn't know. People were supposed to tell me things like this! I wasn't supposed
to be the one figuring it out! That's just...not how the story supposed to go!

I was so worn out as I dragged myself home.
"Night Shaunee, think about what I said okay?" Rachel smiled weakly at me as she closed her door.

I didn't reply as I walked upstairs to my room. The door creaked open as I entered.
It was pitch black, and all 5 boys were huddled together on the floor. I almost felt guilty as I hopped into my warm bed. They didn't even complain about having to sleep on the cold floor each night.....why? That must feel like hell.

I sighed as I pulled the sheets up to my neck. I guess the boys didn't finish the song..it was supposed to be finished tonight!
What was I gonna do??
Why didn't I listen to Harry....I should have stayed home like he told me too. I realized how full of it I was.

Now it was not benefitting anyone. Hurting everyone actually...they've had to put up with me...and I've had to put up with them.

I rolled over and quietly got up. Carefully trying to avoid the boys mound on the floor, I walked to the balcony.
I leaned against the railing and looked out into the glowing city.

Maybe Harry was right...I really was a brat. Not once did I ever really put someone else needs before mine...

I jumped as I heart the glass door move. I turned around to find Harry walking towards me.

"W-what are you doing up?" I muttered as he stood beside me.

"I heard you." He mumbled, looking out into the city.
"I'm sorry....I didn't mean to wake you up." I fumbled with the sleeves on my jacket.

Harry gave me a funny look. "Y-your sorry?"
I nodded. "Yes."

Harry narrowed his eyes at me, slightly smiling.
"I don't believe that Shaunee Jonas is actually apologizing for something." He crossed his send and smirked.

I rolled my eyes and playfully punched his arm.
"For real."

An awkward silence loomed through the air.

I glanced over at Harry. His brows were furrowed as he studied the city.
I realized how right he was about me.
I was a selfish brat. I did always boss people around, and I wasn't nice to people, even when they deserved my respect. 

I took a deep breath and turned towards Harry.
"Look, I'm sorry I was such a brat to you and the boys."

Harry squinted at me. "Your not a brat Shaunee."

"Isn't that what you said?"

"Said what?"

"That I was a brat." I turned away. "You were right, okay?"

A gush of cold wind blew over our faces.
"I should have helped you finish the song. Thanks to me, now your never going to get known..and I will lose my rec-" I stopped myself.

"Lose your what?" Harry looked confused.

"Uh..." I stuttered. "Lose my...new best friends." I finished breathlessly.

Harry smiled. "Us? The annoying 5 year olds? Please." Harry chuckled.

"I know how wrong I was okay? You don't deserve me to treat you like I did." His hazel eyes were fixed on mine.
"But you didn't deserve us either. We ruined your perfect life apparently." Harry mumbled, his smile fading.

"No." I interrupted. "It wasn't perfect at all."

"It wasn't?"

I shook my head.

Harry smiled to himself. "Look once you help us...we'll be outta your hair okay?"
I nodded. "I know."

"But how can I help you guys now? It's 2 AM and the songs not done. We can't sing an incomplete song.." I looked down ashamed.

Harry took a sheet of paper out from his back pocket.
He handed it to me.

"What's this?" I asked, unraveling the note.

"I know I said I was too mad at you to continue the song like you told me too....but I did some of it anyways..." Harry rocked back and fourth on his heels.

I read the script in my head, Harry observing my reaction.

I smiled and looked up at him.
"I-it's beautiful Harry."

Harry shrugged. "Thanks, I guess."

"What do ya say we finish it now?" Harry recommended.
"Now?"

"Yes..?"

I laughed and tugged him to sit in the chair next to the fancy table perched outside.

Me and Harry laughed together as we wrote the rest of the song by ourselves. It was so late, but I wasn't feeling the least bit tired.

"There." I put my pencil done with a sigh. "All finished." I honestly felt pretty proud of myself....of us.

"Let's hear it." Harry gestured towards the paper.
I smiled. "Only if you'll sing it with me." I smirked.

Me and Harry sung the entire song, their on the balcony.

By the end of the song, I realized that Harry was holding my hand. My hand was clutching tightly on his.
Harry smiled and didn't let go.
I didn't want too either.

Suddenly I yanked my hand away.
Rachel's words taunted me.

"I see something between you and Harry."

Love?

Rachel saw love between us?
No, no, no no. This wasn't supposed to happen...how did I let this slide? I'm Shaunee Jonas...and I'm in love with Harry Styles.
I couldn't be...this was just so wrong. I used to think they were riding off my career...but Harry had me under some little spell....

Me? Like him? He was trying to take over my record deal right under my nose. Harry didn't like me. This was all a joke.

"Shaunee? Are you okay?" Harry stood up beside me.
I pushed him away and smiled weakly.
"I'm just a little tired, okay?"

Harry stared at me. "O-okay..." He looked down at his feet. I wondered what he was thinking.

I quickly ran inside. Harry didn't follow. I wanted to run back out there...tell him he was right... I did love him.

But it would never work.