Brads POV
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"I dare you to kiss eachother."Harry smirked, and everyone smiled...including Grace. Which made me smile even bigger. "Damn you." She glared at him, I could see her blushing, then realized I was too. She was trying to hide her smile, but failed miserably... maybe she wants to kiss me as much as I do, her? I have to find out...
"Can I ask you something?" I asked her. She only nodded and turned her head so she could hear what I was going to ask her. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. 'Shit.' I thought. . . . . I can't do this... I took my index finger, and turned her head, so it was now facing me. She is absoulutely perfect. I just couldn't stop myself... I kissed her beautiful pink soft lips. . . . . It was t he most perfect kiss ever. This was my first kiss...but it meant the world that I was sharing it with Grace. I'm in love with this girl. Always have been, always will be...
I finally pulled away, and looked into her beautiful brown eyes. But what I saw wasn't what I was expecting. . . . . . . Was she..... crying? 'Oh my god, she hates me now! Wait... she kissed me back! So why is she cr-' my thoughts were interupted when she ran into the bathroom. I couldn't move... I just sat there staring at where she had been only seconds before. When I heard the bathroom door lock I got up and ran to the door as well.
"Grace! Grace! What's the matter?" I yelled through the door, hearing her sobbs. I huffed and turned to go sit back down in the circle, wondering what i should do.
"I'm really sorry, Brad." Harry said, looking ashamed.
"Harry, It's fine. I acually do love her, but i just can't tell her. I try to speak but nothing comes out, everysingle time. The way her eyes are, her blue and black hair. She's prefect. She just can't see it." I ssaid, a tear sliding out, but quickly whiping it away.
"Can we help? Pllleeeeaaasssseeeee, we're big romantics!" Zayne begged.
'Yeah please!' Lou asked.
I sighed.
"She loves you guys. Okay..." I said, twidiling my thumbs. I looked at the longingly.
I love you.
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Harry's pov
Oh shit.
Why did you say that Zayne!?
Grace is beautiful, smart.
She's the very definition of perfect.
I sighed as i heard the door unlock, and we all looked at grace.
You can tell she was crying, and her hair was in a messy bun. She looked at us all.
"Grace plea-" Brad began, but she ran out all ready.
"Game plan?" Brad sighed. He looked hopeless.
I don't want to be mean, but i really do hope that she doesn't fall for him.
"Okay, So!... We are going to set a romantic setting just out there!.. And- and- and and then, Harry will make his famous fajita's and then after a while, we come out singing Little thing, and truely, madly, deeply!" Lou and Zayne rambled on.
NO! NO! NO!, My mind screamed.
"Hey... I need to go get some air..." I mumbled and passed by a sad Brad (IT RYMES) and 4 overly excited, hopeless romantics.
I went out, and sat on a swing.
"I'm sorry..." A gental voice came out. I saw Grace hiding behind a tree.
