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moving on

Isabella's pov

I sat in the circle of god knows what. I looked at Matt who then, looks at Brianna and then back to me, back to Matt and then finally to Brianna.
"what was the first dare full thing you've ever did?" and Morgan turns to me. There was so much stuff that I did.

"um when I was 12, I jumped off a cliff into the Pacific Ocean"

"how high?" A guy slurs. I took a deep breathe and rolled my eyes trying to remember the hight

"some where between 45-50ft high" I've gotten close to Morgan again. a lot. Harry has been hanging out with her, Brianna, Val and I for a while now. I think Morgan and Harry have a thing. Brianna and Val are dating twins, and I am just here. Very good friends with a guy Brianna introduced me to. My thoughts wonder out of the discussion. I really want to check up on Danielle. What the four of us did was not right. I hate to admit it but I really want to be friends with Danielle again. I looked over at Harry. He looks happy around these kind of people. I mean I am as well....

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I excused myself to talk to Liam. I told him how there was all these boys here and that if I can hang with them.
"it's under your permission" he sighed "I - there - at Valentina's house there is a group of kids from our school that like to meet up. I wanted you to know that there are boys here and if you are comfortable with me being around them" I say letting out air

"yeah, I am but just don't -"

"yeah I know" smiling. I felt a smile on his face. I started to laugh a little and he joined "I'll see you tomorrow Liam"

"alright bye babe" and we hung up. I sighed in relief with a smile. I walk back taking my spot on the floor again and everyone was wasted except for, Me, Harry and Val. I cut my limits of drinking. Harry does not drink at all and so doesn't Val.

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Harry drove me home. I love his car. No joke. It blended in with the night and he had black leather seats. It just got me excited. He always knows how to handle things, in the best way.

I run up my room and see Cameron here with Caitlyn sitting on my bed. I gave a question look and grabbed a onesie out of my draw. you just ripped the string! Danielle! I thought back to one Christmas.
not sorry! she replies giggling. I walk to my bathroom and took off my make up, washed my face, combed my hair out, brushed my teeth and settled for bed.
I can't promise forever but I can promise for now.

Danielle's Pov

I had a fire brewing in my house, I made it step-by-step like dad had taught me. The lights flickered off, and suddenly I was grateful for the little flame. A circuit must have broke, or something, but while im at it..might as well just go full on colonial times. I tip toed to the kitchen, as if I was trying not to wake someone up-no one was home though, the usual. I grabbed the barbecue grate and a kettle, I put kernels inside of it and made popcorn. Crack. Crack. Crack. The pops died down, I reached my hand over the flame and grabbed the kettle with oven mitts, placing it down on a place mat on the coffee table. I picked up the kettle. "Daddy? Why do you have to go?" I said in a small voice, curled up in his lap on the carpet. "Danielle its ok Ill be back soon.." he rambled on and on. I distracted myself staring into the burning ambers. A tear slipped from my eye. He wiped it cradling me in his strong arms, the fire blazing. I heard a loud crash. The kettle dropped my hand and rolled out on the floor, the popcorn not daring to escape. My hand clasped over my mouth-I've decided tears were my new best friends. They always seemed to find their way back to me..The swoosh of the water broke my thoughts, the flame crackling as it burned out. I decided to go outside. The first time in weeks. I stepped out into the cold air, not bothering to put on a coat. Nothing would stop me from getting there tonight...

Harry's Pov

"Morgan" I gasped as she pounced on me, kissing me. Butterflies ripped through my stomach. I looked up towards the window and saw a small, figure walking down the empty street. "Ill be back babe stay here" she didnt protest. I ran down the steps, my curly hair flying all around me. The wind slapped me in the face when I swung open the front door, silently taking off for her down the street. I needed to see. I needed to make sure she was ok. I followed her to the entry way to the wood. Do something. Say sorry you asshole. I slid behind a tree when she sat down on the log.

"Dad?" she said fighting off tears. She paused for a minute not knowing what to say. "Im drowning." she was sobbing now. My heart ripped at my chest. "Im drowning. Everyone hates me. Isabella. Even harry. John's gone. Mom's never here. I cant take it anymore. I want to know. I want to know what it feels like to be loved again. It's been 3 years huh? Seems longer. Why did you have to be so damn selfless. You should have stayed. Been the most selfish person in the world, it would hurt less, because you would have been real right now. God damnit im talking to the sky on a log in the middle of the woods." still sobbing. "Im sorry dad" she said she pulled out a object that reflected in the moonlight. Her eyes glistening with tears. She raised it up to her throat.

"DANIELLE DONT NO" I screamed, hysterical crying myself now. I tackled her to the ground, dirt flying up around us. She stared up at me confused, angry, and upset. Not sure whether to cry more, to slap me, or god knows what. She just stared at me silently tears slipping out, falling into the cut at the base of her neck, from when we fell. I was sobbing. Shaking. My heart was beating like crazy in my chest. i couldnt breathe. She just sat there silently, tears streaming. We sat there for the longest time just like that.