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A Thousand Years

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SONG CHOICE: A Thousand Years by Christina Perri [well captures the song!]

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GRETCHEN's POV:

This cannot be happening. As much as I love you,  Harry, you just ruined my other life where I get bullied and I'm nothing but a godforsaken loser. I think, as Liam  begins to sing.

"I'm broken, do you hear me?

I'm blinded, cause you are everything I see." Oh no, please. More Than This? Nothing's fine right now, boys, I'm torn. I want to sing along and bawl my eyes out as I stand on stage here with you, but I'm going to need a fucking face transplant.

He sings some more, and to my luck, none of them can see the reality behind my smiles.

". . .And as I walk up to your door, my head turns to face the floor.

Cause I can't look you in the eyes and say." oh lord, please NO. I look away, as Harry opens his mouth to release his beautiful voice.

"When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight," I think of how Winston will hold me close in his lap when I get home. Harry takes my wrist, and pulls me closer to him. "It just won't feel right, cause I can love you more than this. Yeaaah." I've developed a huge soft spot for him, so I'll try to enjoy being on stage rather than being a fat old pessimist.

I put on a real smile, and clutch the sleeves of my blazer. I give a faint stare into Harry's beautiful, bright eyes.

" . . .If I'm louder, would you see me?

Would you lay down, in my arms and rescue me?", Harry places his hand on my shoulder, and brings his forhead close to mine. This seriously can't be happening. Quickly, I flutter my eyes to Zoe, who's nearly sobbing in her seat, and gives me a thumbs up. I turn my forehead front, and I can feel his smooth skin touching mine.

". . . And then I see you on the street,

In his arms, I get weak.

My body fails I'm on my knees; praying." And Louis travels into the audience, bringing Zoe onstage next to me. I suddenly have a 'reality moment'.

Fuck, now we're both on stage, and Kate and Ashley are not happy. Their fists are clenched, and they're frowning.

Zoe holds Louis' hand, as the skip happily up and down the stage.

". . . It just won't feel right;

cause I can love you more than this, yeaah." My blue eyes got moist from tiny tears; because today might also be the best day of my life. As Harry sings to me, his forehead pressed to mine, our noses brushing every now and then, I completely forget about my cerebral palsy.