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Isabella pov

was it all a game? Our whole friendship? Because I love her. And I know its stupid and crazy, but I just wish what we had lasted for our own little forever.

As I dragged my body out of bed, I gathered clothes for the day. I am a mess. A literal, physical, emotional mess. Cameron has been staying here more often to help out with everything. I've completely lost contact with Danielle. I think its because im with Morgan. Shes my friend. Why cant I have a friend? Just because she is nice to me and bullyish to Danielle makes me not want to be friends with her? Yes, of course I want to beat the shit out of her, but I need to get everything settled. Danielle doesnt want to be part of me anymore. She looks at me and then turns back to harry. Thats how its always been. I would pass her house and she wont step a foot out. Its like she is scared of me. Scared as if I was going to hurt her. But why? Was I not good enough. No. It was me not her. And I think thats the part that scares me the most.

Danielle's Pov

I counted my days in Harry. I felt like something was turned on inside of me. Like for the first time in forever I was not invisible. And I fell in love with the feeling as always-it drew me to him. I wish it didnt. I know. No one has to tell me he will leave. Its inevitable that all good things come to an end, but the thing is with Harry I always forgot about that. I let myself slip. Slip away so deeply from reality.

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But oh god every part of me misses her. I have texted her six times this past week. No answer. Its pointless. Isabella hates me. No she doesnt hate you. Actually no she hates me ugh. I cant take it anymore. She is my best friend this shouldnt be a guessing game. Just wait it out she will come back. No she wont go get her you idiot.  Im tired of waiting Im tired of sitting around and crying myself to sleep. Because I love her and Id like to believe that what we had wasnt just one of those childhood relationships--but one that would last forever.

I walked up to her door and knocked softly on the wood. It seemed like ages before the door swung open--but I knew I had to do this. If harry was in my life again I needed her too, its how its always been. Harry, Isabella, Niall, and I...and if I had 2/3 of them back I wanted Isabella too. Our crazy talks in the middle of the night. The birthday parties she planned for my dad, the way she would spend days stringing white ribbon across the wood. Playing in the scolding sun with a single elmo sprinkler because we were both fed up with pools. Making snow angels in the middle of the street, when the road closed. Going to the abandoned train station running up and down the tracks--"Danielle?" her voice rang through my ears. I couldnt breathe.

"I-Im sor" I began stuttering like crazy, she nodded her head and wiped my tears with her thumb. I guess I had been crying.

"No Im sorry" she said with a single thread of confidence in her voice, but enough of it to last a lifetime. She opened her arms, tears welling up in her eyes, not daring to spill. I walked into them I didnt need to look at her face. I didnt need to see her, all I saw was a quick blur of her chest. But when her arms were wrapped around me I knew I was home, after a lifetime in hell.

Once in a life its just right, we are always safe. Not even the bad guys in the dark night can take it all away.