Meeting Fate (A One Direction Fanfiction)
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  • Reads 1,639
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 2h 21m
Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2012
"Truth or Dare?" Courtney asked him. 

"Dare." Harry replied quickly. 

A sudden emotion of fear overcame me. I knew Courtney. She wasn't afraid to be bold with things. More importantly, she thought Harry liked me, and she thought I liked Harry. Who knows, maybe I did have feelings for Harry..

"I dare you to.." Courtney looked from Harry to me. I could feel a lump in my throat and couldn't swallow anymore. 

"to kiss Alona!" Courtney said loudly before letting out a giggle.

I could feel my face getting red as I shot her a glare. 

"Fine, you can kiss in the closest." Courtney spoke, annoyed.

Harry stood up and waited for me to stand up, too. I stood up and looked at Harry. I realized I haven't looked at him since what Courtney had dared. I looked into Harry's eyes and saw the excitment in his eyes. I held back a smile. Harry walked to the closest closest and I followed behind him. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the closest. The light was on when we walked in so he shut it off. Then he shut the door. 

"Get some!" Louis shouted.

"Asshole." Harry muttered under his breath. 

I couldn't help but let out a giggle. 

"Here goes nothing." I whispered.

"I've been wanting to do this since the moment I met you." Harry whispered in my ear.
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