One Direction One Shots (Closed For Now.)

Clare and Harry: Never Move On.

My iPod's broken, the middle button's stuck. God help me! I'll be saving up for years to replace it, if I have to. Listening to Taylor Swift, BUT. This one shot's Taylor free. *cheers me*

x Lana

Ooh and based on The Script's song Nothing and The Man Who Can't Be Moved.

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Clare and Harry: Never Move On.

{Harry's POV}

“Hey, Hazza-bear! We're heading to the pub, coming?” Louis asked, hopefully. I sighed, shaking my head. Then I continued staring into space. Louis made a strange, strangled noise. Liam sat down on the sofa beside me and placed a cold hand on my back.

“Mate. No offence, but you've never passed on a night out with the guys. Come on, Clare's really brought you down.”

I shook my head slowly.

“No, I hurt her and I'll never get over it. I made the biggest mistake of my life.”

Niall nearly started crying, as I lifted my head. I probably looked like shit.

“Please come out, Harry. Move on,” Zayn persuaded, shaking my shoulders gently.

“I can't,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I love her and I let her go.”

Louis lost it. He placed his arms around my waist and hoisted me up onto his shoulder. With me feebly pounding on his back, he marched down to the local pub, the other three in tow.

With a big burst of strength, I jumped down from Louis' grasp. I recognised where we were. Clare lived so close. I was in reach of her! Louis tugged me towards the pub, and as soon as in the door, he swiped a beer from the nearest table and shoved it into my hands. Slowly, I raised it to my lips. The familiar shiver ran through me.

I must have drunk several beers pressed encouragingly into my hands. Eventually, I had enough and stormed outside. Louis hurried after me. I knew the way to Clare's house without even looking. I could picture his beautiful face, and remembered the way she stared into my soul.

I rammed my fist on her door, and almost immediately it swung open. It was like a punch to the stomach how beautiful Clare looked, even though her eyes were red. She'd be crying and I knew I was the reason. It was the worst feeling in the world, knowing I was the reason for her tears.

“Harry?” She gasped.

“Clare,” I whispered. “I love you.”

She looked unsure, but sweetened. “Really?”

“I've done nothing but think about you. I've been a wreck, when I lost you I just wanted to crawl under a rock away from the world.”

“Really?”

“Seriously. I'm drunk but I still can't get you out of my head. I love you more than life itself. Please forgive me, please. I'll love you until the world ends.”

“Really?” Her voice was hoarse, but was still like a melody to me.

“And my mates are all there,

Trying to calm me down.

Cause I'm shouting your name all over town!

I'm swearing if I go there now,

I can change your mind,

Turn it all around.”I sang, my voice sore, but husky.

“I love you, Harry,” Clare mumbled, tears falling from her eyes.

I pressed my lips to hers, feeling so happy I could faint. I finally got her back.

And I'll never leave her.

Aww, wasn't it sweet?! It was really cheesy, but I though it was quite nice.

Lana x