28•01•2013
Harry's POV
I was watching some crap drama show on TV, waiting up for Hanna. It was about 10:40 right now. There was a knock at the door. I went to answer it, thinking it was Hanna, but it was someone that I absolutely despised. Paris.
"Hi Harry!" She giggled. I thought I could see the pap coming closer about to take a picture of Paris on my door step, so I pulled her in.
"What the hell are you doing here Paris?" I said to her, a bit pissed.
"Well, I wanted to see how you were. I know you were just saying those thing when Hanna was there. Admit it. You still want me" she teased me, pissing me off a little bit.
"No. I meant all those things I never want to see you again" I stated simply. That made her angry. She slapped me across the face. I thought I heard the sound of keys, but Paris pulled me out of my thoughts, smashing her lips onto mine. I was way to shocked to pull away. Paris pulled away and licked her lips. I heard the door slam. I looked and saw Hanna standing at the door frame, her mouth open and eyes filling with tears.
"Hanna-"
"You haven't changed, have you!" She yelled. She ran out of the door. I groaned.
"You don't need her Harry, you have me" Paris said stepping closer to me.
"Piss off! I yelled at her and she jumped. "Show yourself out" I yelled over my shoulder and ran after Hanna. Her car was still parked in the garage so she couldn't have gotten far. I ran on the road and saw Hanna running up a head. I quickly sped up. I needed to tell her that Paris kissed me. Not the other way around. But would she believe me?
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I Still Love You
FanficHanna and Harry used to be best friends. Then Harry went away to go on the X Factor and presume his life long dream. Pretty soon, Hanna became famous for singing in a band too. They drift away because Harry says something he can never take back. But...
