Moments... (One Direction) [Watty Award 2012]

Chapter 7

Harry's P.O.V

The small dance studio was only a few miles from the flat but I drove anyway, just in case she wasn't there. I had a good feeling she was here. Maybe doing this would show Holly how much I actually care about her.

The floors were wooden. Slow music played through the room. A mirror was placed on the wall and covered it completely.

There stood Holly, watching herself in the mirror with tears rolling down her face as she silently shifted her body to the piano music. She danced gracefully and twirled in circles, keeping her eyes on her feet and the image in the mirror. Her tears made me want to hold her and make everything better.

My mind drifted back to the kiss, the most amazing kiss of my life. Even though she didn't exactly kiss me back.

Watching her blonde hair fall off her shoulders and down her back, her heart shining throughout her dancing, I realized something I thought could never happen. I'm falling in love.

Love. Little word. Big meaning.

The song came to an end and Holly slid her foot up her leg as she attached her hands above her hand. She sniffled as the tears flooded her face.

"I thought I'd find you here." I called.

Surprised, she swung around to see where the voice was coming from. Holly scanned the room until she saw me in the corner standing in the door. She put on a face that said 'I so wasn't crying, ' and looked away.

"What do you want?" She murmered.

I walked over to her and glanced at myself in the mirror. My gray jacket hitched over the white shirt and blue jeans.

"That was beautiful," I said. "I didn't realize you were that good."

She shrugged. "What are you doing here?" She asked, keeping her eyes elsewhere.

"I came to find you. Karlee said you would probably be here." I explained. She winced at the sound of her best friends name.

"Maybe I didn't want to be found." She said. The sarcastic, funny Holly I knew and needed had disappeared and been replaced by a hurt Holly.

She wiped the tears off of her face when she looked away. I walked up to her and pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" She asked through my shirt. Why was she still trying to be strong when we all know she was broken inside. She thinks she lost her best friend.

"For being a jerk. For making you kiss me. For everything." I explained.

"You don't need to appologize." Her green eyes looked up at me in sadness. I squeezed her tighter.

"Can we please just start over?" I asked.

She looked at me and smiled, "I would like that."

"Okay then." I was glad to see her sweet smile again. I pulled away and held my hand out. "Hello, I'm Harry. How do you do, love?"

She giggled and shook my hand. "I'm Holly."

"I see you like to dance. I'm quite the dancer myself." I said with a wink.

Holly raised her eyebrows at me. "Really?"

"Yeah. Watch this."

I held one hand at my waist and raised it upside down. "Pat the dog," I took my other hand in the air and turned it back and forth. "Screw the light bulb." Then I started shaking my body around. "And then go crazy!"

She laughed and started mimicking my move.

I stopped and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, "let's get out of here."

Niall's P.O.V

Karlee's gray blue eyes stared out the window. She was absolutely stunning in her blue jeans and t-shirt. God, I love her. Every time her lips touch mine, I go crazy. I just want to be with her forever. I think I'd litterally die without her.

One day, one day I will make this woman my wife. She is my everything. The reason I wake up in the morning. The reason I feel the need to breathe. And she is so perfectly imperfect, it drives me wild. All I want is her.

A single tear rolled down her cheek as she pressed her cheek into her hand and propped it up. I put my hand on her leg to soothe her.

"If I'm louder, would you see me," I sang. She turned to look at me. I continued, "would you lay down." She glanced out the window and did a double take.

"Uhh, Niall-"

I sang louder, "In my arms and rescue me."

"Niall!" She yelled. "Theres a tru-"

"Cause we are the same. You save me. When you leave it's-"

"Niall, I love you." She yelled. The next thing I knew, everything was chaos.

Harry's P.O.V

Everything was finally perfect between me and Holly. And I finally might have a chance with her.

I opened the front door for her and followed her in, she went to the kitchen.

My jaw dropped at the sight of it.

Flour was spread out across the floor and counters. An egg yolk slowly slid off the wall. Pots and pans and dishes were scattered across the counters, drenched in milk. The stench of burning food filled my nose. And foam from the fire extinguisher covered the entire stove.

In the kitchen, stood Louis, Liam, and Zayn. Zayn's hand was paused inside the flour bag. Louis was holding an empty carton of eggs in one hand and an egg in the other. Liam held the fire extinguisher at ready. They were frozen staring at us as we stared back at them in awe.

"Surprise?" Liam said.

"What the heck did you do?" Holly started. I threw my hand over her mouth.

"I got this." I looked back at the guys. "What the heck did you do?" I yelled.

Holly bit my hand and tore it off her face.

"We were trying to lighten the mood." Lou and Zayn chorused. I shook my head.

The phone rang across the room. Zayn took it off the hook. "Hello?" He said into it.

Liam stole the phone from him. "Helloo?" Liam asked.

"Niall- Niall, calm down! Now tell me what happened." Holly stole the phone and held it to her ear. It wasn't but a second until she dropped the phone and froze. I took the phone that was hanging from the cord.

"Repeat that?" Niall spoke fast into the phone with panic in his voice. I looked up at them.

Zayn and Liam stood anxious while Holly stood frozen in shock as another tear came down her face. She didn't move a muscle, but stared into space.

"Niall and Karlee got hit by an eighteen-wheeler."