Hartbig- A Moment Like This

Chapter 5

Okay. So you guys asked for me to keep going with this fanfic. I will probaby be posting quite a bit in the next few days and hopefully finishing off and then starting a new one. Keep the new one as Hartbig? Or move onto Mace, Hart squared or Grester? I get that a lot of you reading wont really care about my writing but I want to be able to make these fanfics suited to you guys. So if you ever have any suggestions of new fanfic ideas, where to go next, or even just titles for the fanfics, inbox me or comment your ideas and I will try to incorporrate all of them. Enjoy. Byeee..

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Hannah's POV - 

I quickly jump in the car and rush over to Mamrie's to tell her everything.

I get to her door and there is a sign on the door that says 'PUSH' so I did as it said.

Mamrie was sat on her cmputer editing a YDAD when I walked in and she hadnt't nticed I had entered. 

I snuck up behind her and tapped her on the back.

Mamrie's POV - 

"SHIT! Hannah Hart, that is the last time I leave you easy entry to my house. Get over here and give me a hug!"

Hannah launched herself at me and we collapsed in the sofa with a bottle of wine.

"So, details details." I said in my most genuinely interested voice.

"Nothing happened. At leastnothing that I didn't like..." Hannah let out a small smirk and I could tell right then what had happened.

"Okay well, spare me the gory details. Does she feel the same way?" This is the question I have been wanting to ask for quite a while.

Hannah looked quite taken aback by this question as if it was not expected. Did she really think I wasn't going to ask?

"Well, I don't really know. She left pretty early this morning and then later she sent me a text saying sorry. I'm meeting her after this."

"Well then, what are you still doing here. Go get yourself a Gracie!"

"Thanks Mames."

She quickly left, which I was not complaining about because it meant I had all the time in the world to finish this bottle of wine.

Grace's POV - 

I was sat hre waiting for about half an hour before Hannah got here, going through what I had to say in my head. 

"I'm sorry Hannah but I'm straight."

"Sorry Han, but I was really drunk last night. I didn't know what I was doing. It shouldn't of happened."

I regretted that one because I did know what I was doing. I knew exactly what I was doing. I just don't know why I did it. I'm not gay!

Suddenly I could see the little one walking towards me and I put a smile on my face.

Hannah's POV - 

Wow!

She looked amazng today. She was wearing her light blue denim shorts, which show the whole of her amazingly tanned legs. Wow. How did I spend the night with a girl like her. 

"Hey Gracie."

"Hi Hannah." She didn't sound right. That's not normally how she says hi. 

"What's up?"

"Hannah look about the other night..." Oh god. She doesn't feel the same way. Goddamn it I knew she was straight. But I had to keep kidding myself. She'll come around. Jesus Christ Hannah Hart, how could you be so stupid!

"Look Grace, I completely understand. You're straight, I get it."

Grace's POV - 

She gets it? I really don't think she does. I really do like her just not in that way. At least I don't think I do, do I? No, I can't. You're straight Grace, okay? No more thinking you're falling for a cute short blonde, with the cutest hair and the brightest blue eyes... 

Stop that Grace!

"No Hannah, it's not that. It's just I was drunk last night and when I say drunk I mean Mamrie eating paint drunk. I just didn't have any idea what I was doing and I'm sorry if you thought it was something more."

Hannah's POV - 

Did she really just say that? That she didn't know what she was doing?

"Well, you seemed to know what you were doing when you kissed me first."

I couldn't stay there anymore. I had to get out of there and go and think it all through.

I can't believe she actually said that. 

And to think, in the car I was getting ready to tell her how I really feel...