Stella's POV:
Seeing Harry in the park earlier when I was on my date - uh, non date, with Nick was a horrible coincidence. I finally let myself do something fun with a new friend and of course I run into the one person that I have been avoiding for so long. He just saw the dramatic hug Nick gave me. I was sure he couldn't care less until I saw his mouth fall open. His eyes looked hurt and he looked exhausted. The way he stared at me my heart break all over again. He turned and walked away leaving me standing in the middle of the park staring into the distance. "Is everything okay?" Nick asked. "Yeah I think so" I respond. Nick extends his hand to me and I grab it. I am here to spend time with Nick and to get to know him. I need to push Harry to the back of my mind. We took a walk around the park and talked about our families and where we grew up. I told him about how I got started with singing. He said that he used to watch me since my first video I ever posted. He told me how surreal this was for him to be hanging out with him after watching my videos for all those years. He really is a nice guy. He was a perfect gentleman. When we got to the ice cream shop, he paid. I ordered a chocolate cone, like always, and he had a strawberry cone. We ate our ice cream on the bench just outside the shop. For some reason, I couldn't get Harry off my mind. I had done a pretty good job of getting over him this past month and now seeing him there, looking heartbroken in the park brought back all my memories of him. How he used to kiss me, how he knew exactly how I liked to be touched, how he made me laugh, how he constantly surprised me, how he agreed to meet my family because he knew how much it meant to me. Tears began to form in my eyes and I stood up from the bench. "I'm sorry Nick, I had a really great time with you tonight, but I need to go." I tell him. I give him a quick kiss on the cheek and turn to walk away as Nick grabs my arm and says "Can I walk you home?" "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm sorry. I need to get home. I have a lot going on right now and I don't know if I can do this." I try to explain. He nods and his eyes don't meet mine. "I'll see you around then Stella." he says and I wave an give him a sympathetic smile. As I walk home, I can feel the weather changing. The wind is picking up and it starts to drizzle. Perfect, this is exactly what I need right now. When I get to the condo, I make it inside just before the rain really starts coming down. My feet drag me to stand in front of the boys door instead of mine. I knock on the door. I made up my mind on the way here. I need answers, whether Harry can give them to me or not, I need to figure out what I'm doing. Not having any sort of contact with him is killing me. We went from dating to breaking up so fast that I never even got chance to really be his friend. Regardless of what happened between us in the past, after I hear his explanation, I am willing to move past it. It's not fair for me to be friends with the boys and not Harry. Plus the tour is coming up very soon and I need Harry and I to be on good terms. Harry opens the door and his eyes widen. He looks completely shocked to see me standing in front of him. Despite the exhaustion in his eyes, he looks incredibly good. His hair is pushed off his forehead and he is in a white t-shirt and jeans. He runs his hand through his hair and speaks. "Uh, hey, are you looking for one of the boys? They aren't home right now." he says nervously. "No I'm not, I'm actually here to see you." I begin taking a deep breath. His eyes light up with the smallest amount of hope "Me?" he repeats. I nod and he says "Come in, of course." I walk into the familiar condo. I haven't been here in over a month. I never wanted to hang out here because I knew I would be reminded of Harry. We walk over to the table and sit down. "Is everything okay?" he asks searching my eyes for answers. "Yeah, well actually, I want to talk about everything. I want to know why you kissed another girl. I want to know why you hid it from me. I want to know why. How could you do that to me Harry, I thought you loved me." I ask. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought. "Stella, I'm so sorry for everything. I didn't kiss her. She kissed me." he begins. He tells me how he was out with Louis and Eleanor and they went home and he found this girl sobbing about her boyfriend. He tells me how he was trying to e nice by helping her and offering her a ride home. When they left the bar, there were paparazzi of course and the girl wasn't used to it so he took her hand to lead her to the car. He tells me how when they got to the car she leaned in and kissed him and he pulled away but it was too late. The picture had already been taken. When he got into the car he told her that he had a girlfriend and she apologized a thousand times. He said that he drove her home and that was it. He says he hasn't spoken to her since and he has absolutely no interest in her. "Okay, so if that was all a mistake like you are telling me, why didn't you come to me immediately? You should have told me right away. I would have understood and you know that. Do you have any idea how stupid I felt seeing that on TV? I was humiliated and hurt." I tell him. "I know I'm so sorry Stel. I should have come to you right away. I was just afraid that you would get angry with me and now I realized how bad it looked. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I really didn't, I just was scared of what your reaction would have been. Now I know that I should have told you the truth from the beginning. I am so sorry for all the hurt that I caused." he says reaching his hand over and grabbing mine. He truly is sorry and this was all just a mistake. Immediately all my previous feelings rush back over me. His smile, his laugh, his eyes. Everything. "Stel, what do you say we start over?" he asks looking hopeful. "I don't know Harry, we rushed into our relationship. We didn't even take the time to become friends first. I think we should just try to be friends for now." I tell him looking away. "Is this because of that guy at the park? Is he your boyfriend?" he asks. I can see the pain flash over him. He is in such a vulnerable state right now and it is so strange to see the rolls flipped. Usually that is me, I'm always the emotional one but lately I feel as though I don't know what to feel anymore. "No Nick isn't my boyfriend. He is just a friend that I met my first few days here in London. We have only hung out once. And this isn't about him. It's about me not knowing what I want at the moment and I think that it is best for the two of us if we just stay friends for now." I tell him honestly. Hopefully he can understand that.
