“Go with your heart,” Ava said, “Everything will work out for you,” she said. I never knew just how hard it would be to make what seemed like a simple decision. Who do I like more? Harry or Niall? I never thought, I, of all people would be in this position. I was always the girl who never had a date to the school dance, the nerdy girl who sat at the front of the class and always got the answers right. So why is this happening to me now? And why is it so goddamn hard to choose?