Chapter 3

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-Harry's POV-

All I could see is her sitting next to me, as the sun decided to set down and have the moon come out for the night, she looked amazing. I didn't even notice the time it had gotten to be. 11 o'clock at night and we were still together, a total of 12 hours with her, made my day perfect. 

-Abby's POV- 

I spent 12 hours with him. I was right it wasn't just a normal crush, he was the one. 

"Harry, I've abviously been thinking about this all day of course, and yes I'll date you," I spoke lightly as I looked at him in the moon light. 

"Abby, this has been the happiest night of my life, and no matter how much people will try to break us up, I'll never let anything ever come between us." He gently kissed my cheek, "now babe, it's getting real late and it's time to get you home." 

"Okay, fine time to go," I stubbornly said as I got up. We walked all the way back to his truck in silence, but it was perfect, I just knew that everything was perfect just the way it was, nothing had to change. He opened the door for me again, he was such a complete gentlemen, it made him look good. I turned the radio on as soon as the truck was on. My favorite One Direction song was on, Rock Me, I loved the tune of it, I turned the radio up louder then I should have but Harry liked it, I was dancing in my seat as best as I could all the way back to my house, it wasnt that long of a ride. 

"Come on babe," he said as he opened my door for me, "it's time to go,  I'll for sure see you tomarrow though, goodnight," he softly pressed his light pink lips to my cheek. I blushed and hugged him goodnight, and walked into my house and up to my room, to start jumping around like a crazy girl. 

-Victor's POV-

I hadn't gotten a call back all day, I was worried she was ignoring me, or she just didn't want to talk to me. It's no problem I'll get to see her tomarrow I hope. I shut my phone off for the night and went to bed, I was just way to tired to even think about the possibilities of what could have happened to her.

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