Never Again

chapter 3

Christina's POV

 

As I join Meg and Andew at the snack table, magan stares at me like im an Alien.

"What?" I question, wraooing my arms around andrew, who stiffens at my touch. Weird. As She starts to speak, scream echo the gym. I guess more girls are like Carly.

"Do you know who that was?"she questions. I blush.

 

"Yeah, his names Harry. He seems nice."

"No not just Harry. They are One Direction. They have billion of fans, and have gone on a world tour. And THE harry styles was just flirting with you. "

Oh shit.

"He was not. Andanyway, im not interested. I have the most perfect boyfriend in the world right now." I look up at Andrew, smiling. He leand down, his lips meeting mine.

"I'll. uh, give you two a minute. " Meg mumbles, walking away. We break apart, placing our foreheads together. Now was the perfect time.

"Andrew?"

"Yeah babe?"

"I think, I love you. " I admit cautiously. he smiles.

"I think I love you too."

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Andrew's POV

 

"I think I love you." she said those three perfect words I had been dying to hear ever since I laid eyes on her. Well, besides the 'I think'. She couldn't possibly have doubted herself, could she? I hope not.

"I think I love you too" I reply. I am extremely confident that this is the happiest day of my life. "shall we dance?" I ask in my most formal voice. She's giggles, making my heart a beat. Slowly we make our way on the the dance floor. The band, One Direction was it? Was singing a slow song, so I put one hand on her hip as the other linked with hers as we swayed to the soft melody. (A/N it was moments by the way, just acoustic and slower)

Everything was fine until that curly haired freak started singing.

We had been slow dancing, her head in my shoulder, not saying a word. Then his voice rang out, louder that the rest. Chris stopped moving and picked her head up. As she turned to see him on stage, I watched a smile come across her face but she quickly hid it. What? Why?

 

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 Christina's POV

I think. I think. I think

I thought I had been one hundred percent sure about this.

What I had meant to say was 'I love you' bu the words 'I think' had just, well, slipped off my tongue. and the truth was, I wasnt sure I truly loved him. I had told myself it was over and over, but now, as his hand was on my hip, the other holding my hand, I just felt like a liar. I can count all the times we had dances like this, swaying back and forth, not saying anything. Wasn't being in love supposed to make you feel closer to the person who loved you back? but as I compare this moment to the others we've shared-laughing, smiling, kissing- now I just feel lilke a stranger. Like I have havent know this person for three years. '

"If we could only have this life, for one more day..."

Whoa

Hold on. 

I stop dancing and take a step away from Andrew, turning to face the stage. Harry had stepped forword from the rest of the boys and had begun to sing his solo. Now I see why they were famous. Harry had the most amazing voice I had ever heard. And then, as I am about to turn back to Andrew, I catch him looking at me.

I catch his wink.

I smile, thinking how cute he looks,standing up on stage, micophone held up to his lips. wait, what? Chistina Anne Bishop, you HAVE a boyfriend, i yell at myself, erasing the smile completely. I turn back to Andrew, putting my hands back on his shoulders as his find their place on my waist. 

I think. I think. I think.