*************************Becky's POV************************
*knock knock*
"Just a sec Niall!" I yelled as I quickly ran the brush through my hair one more time. It was the night after the lunch trip, and Niall was taking me to the movies.
I ran across the hallway and yanked the door open.
"Harry?"
There he stood, that curly haired boy. He wore a plain white button up shirt and dark jeans, still managing to look gorgeous.
I shook my head.
"Harry what are you -"
"Shh."He placed a finger on my lips. "Don't talk."
I stared in confusion as he pushed me against the wall, slamming the door shut. He cupped his hands around my cheeks and leaned in. I couldn't fight the urge to pull away, so I let him. His kiss brought back memories, flooding my head like a life movie. From the moment we met each other, when we were just little kids; to when it was my 16th birthday, two years ago. The surprising thing was, they were all good memories.
I never thought once about the day he told me that he had to leave for the X Factor.
Then he pulled away and smiled.
"Becky, I would really like one more chance," he took my hand. "I know I really messed up. I didn't mean to... I love you Becky. You're a special girl, and I just don't want to let you go -"
"Becky!!"
Harry was interrupted by a pouding on the door. He quickly let go of my hand and we looked at the door.
"Its Niall! Are you ready?"
"Yeah just let me grab my bag!" I yelled. I ushered Harry into my room. "Harry... you can leave after I go, okay? I'll talk to you about this later."
He gave me a nod and smiled.
I managed a smile back and ran to greet Niall.
"You look beautiful," he whispered into my ear as we walked out to his car.
I nodded, but my mind was on what Harry had just said to me. I smiled. There was still the old Harry left in him.
My Harry was still in there.
