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I'll Be Yours If You'll Be Mine (One Direction Fan Fiction)
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Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2012
I snapped back to reality when I heard footsteps behind me, oh great. My mum has come to torment me with one of her famous "Boys are daft." speeches. "I don't want to talk mum." I said not bothering to turn to face her. "I've been called many things but mum isn't one of them." said a too familiar voice from behind me. Confused and embarrassed I turned to face my company. 

My jaw dropped. I was tempted to rub my eyes to test if this was real but I didn't want to smudge my makeup. Especially now that Louis Tomlinson was standing in front of me.
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Into Your Arms

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"I'm sorry." I managed to croak. I reached out to touch his hand but he retracted it quickly and harshly. "What the fuck are you thinking? You love me, Penny." He yelled, looking at me sternly as I felt them again. Tears prickled at my eyes, I felt it again. All the pain was rushing back and it was because I realized in that moment that I was hurting the one I loved most. Harry. I loved Harry. But what was I supposed to do? Tell him now, when he was so mad at me. He leaned down to me and kissed me, but I couldn't react. I didn't, I didn't move, I didn't reach up to wrap my arms around him and my lips didn't feel. "Fucking react!" He yelled as he pulled away, making me cover my eyes with my forearm and roll over and cry. "I'm done Penny, either you love me or you don't. It's me or Louis. Make up you're mind." He told me before getting up and I saw Louis had left. He probably couldn't stand me or Harry. I couldn't stand myself. I was pathetic, weeping as I felt myself mutter. "I do love you."