•Chapter 7•Hanna's POV•

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16•01•2013

Hanna's POV

He leaned in and kissed me. He kissed with such passion, like he has been waiting to kiss me for a long time. But I was not standing for it. I pushed him away and slapped him.

"Never... Do that again" I said, more pissed than ever.

"Hanna... I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me..." Harry stammered.

"Well you should probably figure it out" I said as I looked at my phone. Shit. 5 to 9. "I have to go". As I passed him but he grabbed my arm.

"You can't keep running from me!" Harry said tightening the his grip on my wrist.

"I sure as hell can try" I said coldly and looked down at his hand. "Now let me go" I shook his hand off mine. I walked out of the bathroom and ran to the side of the stage where the guys were waiting for me.

"Hanna! Where were you?!" Daniel asked franticly.

"Um... Harry found me..." I trailed off and all the other guys stared at me.

"Are you alright?" Jack asked.

"No... He fricken kissed me" I said looking at them and wiping my mouth.

"The little shit did what?!" Patrick screamed.

"Chill, I'll live" I said.

"Next to perform live is the newest, hottest group in the world! RADICAL!" The announcer called and we went on stage. The first thing I saw was Zayn, Louis, Liam and Niall were all surrounding Harry, looking angry. Harry probably told them what happened and they're on my side. Good. I started singing and I new that Harry was staring at me for the whole song, but I just got lost in the music.

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