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I had only known Harry for a week when he introduced me to his friends. It seemed completely normal at the time. Sure, a week seemed like no time at all. But it was all we needed. He knew me in ways no one had ever known me before. I found myself telling him everything, the things I feared, the things I wanted, the things that made me sad, the things that made me happy- he listened. He understood. I remember the way he made me feel. He held my hand, introducing me to his best friends, Niall, Liam and Louis. That day he smiled endlessly, he made me feel valued, like I was the proudest thing he had ever called his. But I wasn't his, I never was.

"Niall, Louis, Liam, this is Allison." Harry said with a certainty, as if that was enough of an introduction. And in that moment I had no doubt that Harry had already told them about me, a thought that made me happy for weeks.

"We know Harry, she's all you've been talking about for the past week. Hi Allison! I'm Liam, the blonde one is Niall, and the idiot with the oven mitts is Louis." Said Liam, the clear mature one out of the bunch.

"Thanks so much for having me, I hope I'm not ruining boy's night" I said, now fully aware that I was the only girl invited to their BBQ.

"haha no it's totally fine. 4 boys hanging out is pretty sad any girl that wants to hang out here is more than welcome." Louis said cheekily before being jokingly slapped by Harry.

"Geez chill out dude it was just a joke" Louis said rolling his eyes at Harry.

"So as you can tell your boyfriend is a bit of a possessive one. And Liam just for your information the mitts are for safety. The fire is a hazard and we won't forget what happened last time we tried to have a BBQ" Louis said glaring at Liam, earning a loud laugh from all the boys.

"Wait what happened last time?" I say trying my best to distract them and myself from the fact that Louis called Harry my boyfriend.

"Oh, you're going to have to sit down for this one" Louis says and without hesitation Harry slides a chair out for me to sit down. From afar, a stranger would see 5 friends, 4 boys and 1 girl who captivated the one boy next to her. 

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