Up All Night (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Nine: Please

Harry's P.O.V.

I can't think anymore. If I think anymore I might die. I have to just go over to her and play it by year. I think I love her. No I don't think I love her. What am I saying? I know I love her.

"Boys, come with me?"

"Sure," they all say in agreement.

We drive over and a million times in my head I'm thinking of what to say to her. I don't know why I'm thinking about it because even if I do come up with something to say I know that in the moment I am going to say something completely different.

We all get out of the car and we all know exactly what we are going to do.

I knock on the door and Kaila answers. Her face is full of shock and fury. She slams the door in my face. Who can blame her? Now that plan A didn't work it's time for plan B.

The boys come up behind me so that we are all in the same position as we were on the Eiffel Tower. Niall brings out his guitar that we brought and we start to sing I'm Yours by Jason Mraz.

Well you done done me and you bet i felt it

I tried to beat you but you're so hot that i melted

I fell right through the cracks, now i'm trying to get back

Before the cool done run out, i'll be giving it my bestest

And nothings going to stop me but divine intervention

I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some

But i won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait, i'm yours

Well open up your mind and see like me

Open up your plans and damn you're free

Look into your heart and you'll find love, love, love

Kaila opens the door and stands in the doorway looking perfect.

Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing

We're just one big family, and

It's our god-forsaken right to be loved, love, loved, love, loved

So i won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait i'm sure

There's no need to complicate, our time is short

This is our fate, i'm yours

D-d-do you, but you, d-d-do

But do you want to come on

Scooch on over closer dear

And i will nibble your ear

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror

And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer

But my breath fogged up the glass

And so i drew a new face and laughed

I guess what i'm saying is there ain't no better reason