Harry's pov

"So you can't write letters, there has to be another way Harry!" Amy says as she brings a tray over. I look up and see two shots and two beers. Shit, I'm already half cut I shouldn't be drinking, I have to drive home yet.

"There is no other way Amy. You're wasting your time. Why do you care so much?" I ask as I take the shot glass and I down the clear liquid. Fuck, sambuca!

"Because Stephanie is my best friend and I'd like to think I'm the best friend she could ever ask for. So basically I'm going to get your in ass in gear my friend." Amy says as she downs her shot.

"Your enthusiasm is sweet, but you really don't have a chance." I take my beer and I drink far too much in one go. "I think I should go." I stand up and my head is a little dizzy, Amy laughs and shakes her head.

"You're not driving in your state." She says as she stands up and shouts over to her Mum. I'm suddenly distracted by the ringing of my phone, it's Ryan. I reject the call and I look back to Amy.

"My Dad will drive you home. He can take you in your car." Amy says as her Dad makes his way over to me.

"No I can walk, I'll pick my car up tomorrow." I say but her Dad shakes his head.

"I can drop you back we're not going far." Her Dad says and I don't bother to argue. I hand him my keys and we make our way outside, Amy comes too.

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Stephanie's pov

"I can't get through to Harry. He'll have to reheat his." Dad says as he sits at the table. Why isn't Harry answering his phone? I try so hard to stop thinking of him but he always creeps up I'm my bloody head and now I'm worried. I don't know where he is or if he's okay. What if he's gone home?

"Eat up Stephanie." Mum smiles as she pours gravy on her plate. I usually love my Mum's roast dinners but today I just can't eat.

"What's going on Steph? You've hardly said two words today and you're not eating.." Dad says as he looks at me frowning.

"Nothing is wrong." I say as I look down at my plate, I start to eat so they won't question me any further.

"It's Harry isn't it." Mum sighs as she puts her cutlery down.

"No it's not Harry. I'm just having one of those days okay?" I snap and I stand up. "Can I have mine later, I'm not hungry." I say as I walk away. I head towards the stairs and I stop as I hear a car pull up outside. I wait as it must be Harry. I sit on the bottom step until finally opens the door. He stops as he looks at me.

"Where have you been?" I ask as I fold my arms, he shuts the door and starts mumbling. "Harry!" I snap.

"Stop Steph! Just stop.." He groans as he walks past me and heads upstairs.

"Are you drunk?" I ask as a sudden smell of alcohol passes me. He doesn't answer me so I follow him up. "Harry.." He turns round to me as we stand on the top of the stairs by my room.

"I've had a few to drink okay? I'm not wasted just half way there. Happy now?" He says as he shakes his head.

"Why?" I ask as I look at him, I hate seeing him like this.

"Why does the world go round?" He asks as he walks off to his room. I give up. He clearly doesn't want to talk to me so I go into my room and I sit on my bed. How can I get him to be like he was before? He may have been a bit grumpy but he wasn't nasty. If I can save our friendship then I'll do anything.

I wish I could ignore him, but I'm so bothered by his presence he's too hard to block out.
Suddenly my bedroom door swings open and Harry storms in, I go to shout at him about barging in but he's already talking.

"Where's my photo?!" Harry snaps as he looks at me. He looks really annoyed and I have to admit, I'm a little nervous by him.

"Harry chill out, it's just a photo." I say as I look away from him.

"It's not just a photo Steph, it's my photo. It belongs to me." He says as he starts to look around in my room.

"Harry.." I stop as I don't know what to say. It makes no sense to why he's so worked up about one photo. I only took it because I thought he wasn't bothered about me.

"Steph, I need it back." He says as he sits down on my bed. I stand up and walk to my computer desk, I take the photo and I pass it to him.

"What's going on?" Dad asks as he walks into my room. Harry looks away and I sigh as I look up at Dad.

"We're just talking." I say and my Dad shakes his head, he frowns and folds his arms.

"No more lies Steph. You two have been acting weird and I'm sorry but you're telling me what's going on." He says as he looks at us both sternly.

"I just wanted my photo.." Harry says as he stands up. My Dad stops him from leaving.

"Sit down." Dad says and Harry sits on the bed next to me. I'm a bit shocked that he did as Dad said, I was expecting him to retaliate.

"Dad everything is fine." I say as this is quite embarrassing. I don't need my Dad trying to help us make up, we're not kids.

"Harry, I agreed with you to stay with us because I thought being around us would help you relax a little bit. I thought having the memories you have with Stephanie and Jed would be a good thing for you." Dad stops as Harry looks down to the floor.
"I'm involving you on my work, trying to teach you as we go. you need to be in a clear frame of mind to take information in" Dad adds, his words make me fall completely silent.

"I'm sorry Ryan." Harry says as he slowly looks to him. "Truth is I'm screwing up here like I do at home." He glances to me. I look away.

"I don't see what there is to screw up Harry. whatever differences you two may have, you put them aside and you get on with it" My Dad states. Oh if only he knew the truth of what this is about. Dad, I basically love Harry but he doesn't want to get involved with me. Shit I just said the L word, thank god I didn't say it out loud.

"We don't need to talk, it's fine." I say as I know Harry's never going to talk with me about this sort of stuff.

"As long as you sort it out, just remember how close you both were. True friendship never dies." He says as he leaves my room. Harry quickly gets up and leaves after him. I fall back on to my bed slightly embarrassed that all just happened.

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Harry's pov

"Ryan?" I say as he turns to me mid way down the stairs. "Can I use the studio?" I ask and he nods.

"It's all yours." He says and I thank him. I make my way towards the studio knowing I have to do something before my head completely explodes. I open the door and switch the light on. Amy's words echo in my head, she desperately wants to help me with Steph. It's finding out how I can tell her, surely I can do something. Ryan is right, we've got to sort this out, I know I need to try the most.

I open the draws and search for a notepad, eventually third draw down I find one. I take a pen and I get a blank page. A letter? I'm not sure I can write feelings in a letter. Poems? Hmm they are a bit too soppy for me, I just don't think I can be one of those guys. I look up at the empty booth, my heart starts to race as I guess I could try and sing something?

"No way" I say out loud. There is no way I can sing to her my feelings, that's more soppy than a bloody poem. But then I guess if I wrote her a song, it would be more like writing a story? That's what songs are aren't they? They tell you a short story but without talking they sing..

I look down and put the pen to the piece of paper. I've never tried to write a song before, this could completely fail and I may have to think of an alternative. I can't believe I am doing this.

I think of words that relate to Stephanie and I, I'm supposed to tell her how I feel, to win her back. But surely I'm going to screw her head up? I told her I'd stay out of her way and now I want to tell her that I like her. I'm just shit at my emotions and I wish I could show them more. I know there is a side of me that can do it, I've told a girl how I felt before.

I was thirteen and there was a girl called Hannah who was in my class. She was beautiful, her sky blue eyes were so captivating. I could stare in them for hours.
She sat in front of me in history and I remember she'd glance back at me, flick her hair out of her face and give me that confident smile. Her lips, they were always coated in some pink lipgloss but I wanted to kiss them every time I seen her.

I remember one day I plucked up the courage to ask her out, she said yes and I can remember feeling like the happiest boy alive. I had the girl that most of the guys wanted and I loved it. But it didn't last for long, Hannah fell for the new kid called Drake Everton. He was sort of a bad ass who seemed to know everyone from anywhere. So she dumped the hopelessly romantic me for a guy who thought giving people wedgies was fun.

I was shattered, I left flowers at her house to try and prove my love but she didn't care. She was infatuated with Drake and I had to get over it. Man, that was a long time ago.

But deep down I knew I had to tell Hannah how I felt because I already lost Stephanie. I chickened out telling her that I wanted to be with her. I know we were only kids, but we had feelings too. Stephanie was the only one for me, even though I was fascinated by Hannah, I tried to use her as a distraction. But Hannah's actions damaged me and I swore I'd never fall for a girl like her again. I promised myself that I definitely wouldn't wear my heart on my sleeve again.


So here I am again. Back in Stephanie's life and I'm hurting her more and more as each day goes by. My stupid mouth says the words I regret and I go completely into shut off mode. She needs me to be who I was at thirteen, that Harry would have no problem telling her how beautiful she is and how crazy she drives him. But the twenty year old me doesn't know how to tell her. He knows if he wears his heart on his sleeve, he's vulnerable again.

I can deal with Hannah breaking my heart at a young age, but I can't deal with Stephanie rejecting me when she realises I'm not good enough for her.

So do I do this song? Or do I save myself and Stephanie from getting hurt? I always listen to my head which at this moment is telling me to leave her alone and not get involved. But my heart who I rarely listen to is telling me to write it, so I take a risk and I began to write.
"It's got to be about her, about how I feel.." I mumble as I scribble some words down. I get interrupted by my phone. I look over as its on the desk and it's a Facebook notification. I open it and its a message from Amy:

Hey,
How are you feeling? Not too rough I hope! Lol. Just wondered how you're getting on with confessing your undying love for Steph?
If you need any help let me know! I've been thinking up ideas...
Amy xx

I quickly write back:
Feeling fine, you?
I'm in the studio working on something, hopefully it will work. Cheers for your help.
Harry x

I put my phone back on the desk and I get back into thinking mode. I get Stephanie's face in my head as I need to concentrate on this being about her. It's easy to know how I feel, it's just expressing it that sucks.
I start to scribble more words down.

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Stephanie's pov

P.S I Love You, Titanic, Dear John, The Notebook. Jeez, do I have any comedy films? I need cheering up not to be balling my eyes out to these romance films. I look through my other pile of DVDs and I spot New Years Eve. I guess that will do, I still have to sit through people getting there happy endings but it's not as dramatic as the other films. I put the DVD in my player and I switch my tv on to the correct channel. Once I've sorted that out I sit on my bed and make myself comfortable.

"Steph?" Jed asks as he knocks and soon walks in my room. I look over to him. "Are you busy?" He asks as he's still in his muddy football kit.

"Not really" I say as I sit up straight. "Why?" I ask and he smiles.

"Don't fancy helping me pack a few things for Wednesday do you?" He asks. I look back at my tv as the film starts and I look back at Jed.

"Yeah why not." I say as I jump up an turn the tv and DVD player off. I follow him into his room.

"I've got to jump in the shower, but Mum's started so carry on" He says with a cheeky smile. I roll my eyes as I should have known he has no intentions of packing. He goes into the bathroom and I go to his room.

"There's not much to sort through." Mum says as she looks up at me. I nod as I start to help gathering some of his football trophies and putting them into a box. "Has Harry had his dinner?" She asks.

"I'm not sure. I don't know where he is." I answer as I look at some of my brothers trophies. I didn't realise he had so many.

"Oh right, I think your Dad said he's in the studio." Mum says and I just nod as there is nothing to say. "He also said you two aren't getting on very well?" Mum asks. I stop packing and I look at her.

"We get on, it's just." I pause. "It just that we are older now and we are trying to get used to how different we've become." I answer and my Mum nods.

"Well yeah, everyone changes and sometimes it's not easy adapting to who people change into. But over time it gets easier." She says as she continues to pack. Maybe she right, but for now I don't see how its going to get easier with Harry.

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Harry's Pov

I slowly open my eyes and I immediately feel a dull ache in my back. I sit up and look around, shit I fell asleep in the studio. I start to stretch as my body feels tense from leaning on the desk all night. I knew I should have gone to bed, but I refused to leave until I'd written something that sounded half decent.

I look down at the piece of paper which is full of scribbled sentences. I start to read what I thought was a song, it's not half as bad as I expected it to be. It just needs tweaking.

But first, I need something to eat I'm so hungry. I leave the studio and I glance at myself in the mirror that is hung up in the hallway, it reminds me of home as we have one in our hallway too. Man I miss my Mum, I need to call her soon. Being away from them has made me realise how much they mean to me.

"Morning Harry!" Susan says as she gathers a few things together.

"Morning." I say as I walk to the cupboard and I take out some bread, I use two pieces and put them in the toaster.

"Sorry I have to rush off, I have work. Jed is at work and Steph is at college. Ryan will be home about three as he's gone to meet a client." Susan rushes as she puts her coat on.

"Okay" I say as I learn I'm about to have the house to myself.

"Have a good day." She smiles as she quickly leaves. I suddenly feel lonely, this big house feels quite weird when you know you're all alone.

I lean back on the counter as I wait for my toast, I rewind back to the song. I need some music as I don't really want to sing A Capella again. Maybe if I ask for some help? What about 'One way ticket?' They were really nice and Evie was friendly enough.

My toast pops up and I grab the butter out of the fridge whilst I continue to have an inner debate about asking them. Once I've buttered my toast and put the butter back in the fridge, I head to the studio carrying my plate.

I open the door and I sit down again whilst taking a bite of my breakfast. I remember Ryan putting his contact list in the second draw down. I'm sure he won't mind me asking someone he works with for help? After all this is for his daughter.

I grab the book whilst continuing to take bites from my toast and I scan down to the band's name. There's a contact number and I grab my phone and begin typing their number. What the hell am I doing? The dialling tone appears in my ear and I can't back out of it now. Shit. I jump as a voice answers.

"Hello?" It sounds like Evie but I'm not completely sure.
"Hi, is this Evie from 'One way ticket?'" I ask as I suddenly have the urge to just hang up.
"Yes, this is she. Who's asking?" Evie asks and I cough to clear my throat. I hate talking to people on the phone that I don't know very well.
"It's Harry, I met you the other night? I work with Ryan May." I say hoping she remembers me.
"Ooh Hey Harry! What can I do for you?" She sounds pleased to hear its me. I smile as I look down at the song.
"Well, I was hoping I could be really cheeky and ask for a massive favour?" I bite my lip as I wait for her to answer.
"Okay, and what's that favour of yours?" She asks, she sounds quite intrigued.
"This is going to sound so sad but I've written a song and I need music. I can't produce any yet and I was going to ask if you had any spare time to help me?" I frown as the words leave my mouth I sound so stupid.
"Yes of course. When did you want us?" Evie's answer completely shocks me, I have to find words.
"Uh whenever, as soon as you can?" I ask."Okay, we've got this morning free if its urgent?" She asks and I can't believe she's willing to help this easily.
"Sure, I mean yes please. Thank you Evie.." I laugh as I'm surprised at her generosity. "Cool, we will be with you in an hour or so okay?" She confirms and I agree that's fine. "Bye Harry."
"Bye Evie.." I say and the line goes dead. Did that really just happen?

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Stephanie's Pov

I'm always glad when lunch time arrives. Lately I haven't been enjoying college, I just can't get into it like I used too. There's no drive, no ambition, it just drags the day out.

"Hey.." I look up to see Amy sitting down on the bench opposite me.

"Hey" I reply with a smile. "I've been looking out for you." I add as she starts to unwrap her sandwich.

"I had to stay behind earlier apparently I'm falling behind." Amy rolls her eyes. "So what's new with you?" She asks changing the subject.

"Not much, Harry came home drunk last night, we've had a small fall out, well not a fall out but a disagreement." I say as I look away from her and take a bite out of my baguette.

"Oh, sorry that would be my fault. Didn't Harry tell you? He turned up at my parent's pub and I came back to see him drinking." She says and I feel a little angry that I never knew Harry hung out with Amy and he never told me. "I ended up having a few drinks with him. I was trying to get him to open up about you." She adds and I look at her slightly in shock.

"You both were talking about me?" I ask as I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about that.

"In a good way. I was trying to get him to admit how he feels and to help him realise that it's okay to say things out loud. We discussed there had to be a way for him to explain how he feels." She says and I don't say anything as I know she's going to continue. "Apparently he's figured something out." Her words make my heart race.

Right now I have so many mixed emotions going round in my head and in my heart. The first one is how the hell can he talk to Amy but not me? He's known her for five minutes! The second one is how has he figured it out? Does he know for sure how he feels? Can he talk about it? The third, I feel so jealous at the idea of them sat together getting drunk.

"Are you alright?" Amy asks as she looks at me with worry on her face.

"Yeah I'm fine." I lie. Maybe I'm just over reacting about them being together, but at the end of the day, I can't help how I feel.

"I'm sure everything will be okay!" She says as she tries reassure me, I nod as I look away and I take another bite of my baguette.

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Harry's Pov

I watch and listen as Evie as she sings the lyrics I've written and the band play what they think suits the lyrics. We've been doing this for over an hour, I never knew how hard it is to put music and lyrics together. But this time round, they've hit the nail on the head as I personally couldn't have done it any better if I tried. They come to the end of the song and Evie looks at me through the booth.

"Do you want to try and make sure you're happy with it?" She asks. I start to panic as there is no way I can sing in front of them.

"That's okay, I'm sure I'll be alright." I smile as I let go of the button and Evie nods. I had to explain to them it's for Ryan's daughter which I completely forgot they know Stephanie.

"I think you should practice it first before you sing it to her." Evie says as she leaves the booth. The band put away their equipment as we have the recording ready to go.

"I'll have a go in a minute." I say and Evie smiles sympathetically at me. "Thank you so much. Let me give you something for your time." I say as I reach into my pocket for my wallet.

"Don't be silly Harry. We're happy to help and Stephanie is a lovely girl. She deserves to be charmed." Evie smiles. I run a hand through my hair as I smile at her kind words.

"Thanks again." I say and I walk them to the door, I say bye to the band and Evie stops at the door and looks to me.

"She will love this Harry, I think your lyrics are perfect. You're talented at writing, especially you wrote that on your own in one night! if we need a favour in return, I may have to borrow you." She smiles and I can't believe she has just praised me, man this girl makes me feel like a small boy.

"Thanks Evie and I'd definitely like to help!" I smile and she does too.

"Oh and remember, when your singing to her in that booth, remember she's on the other side so you've got your personal space where you can just concentrate on those beautiful lyrics." She adds as she walks to their van. She waves as she opens the door and climbs in. Her words stick in my brain as she makes so much sense, after all she knows what she's talking about.

I close the door and head back to the studio and I play the music once more. I sing along as its much easier singing on my own than being in front of people. Then something hit me as I get into it, I feel alive, this makes me feel like I can sing any lyric you give me. I get lost in the song and I feel my heart race. I've actually done this, I've written lyrics and I've got music to go with it.
Once I've finished, I check the time. Ryan will be home in three hours and Stephanie finishes at... Shit what time does Stephanie finish on a Monday? I try to think but I can't remember ever asking her about college. I'm hoping its before Ryan gets in, if not I'll have to do this tonight.

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Stephanie's Pov

I separate from Amy after lunch as I head to the performing arts lounge. I stop at the door and I turn around. I can't do this today, I'm really not feeling it after seeing Amy, I need to go home and just see Harry's face. My Dad is right, we have to put our differences aside and just learn to get along. I know how I feel about him is going to make things harder but Harry is living with us for two months so I need to get along with him until he leaves. I am going to talk to him whether he likes it or not, I will tell him we have to put everything behind us.

Who the hell am I kidding? I'm falling more and more for the guy and I have no reason how or why?! He doesn't give me anything back, well that's a little exaggerating as he did arrange that surprise in the park. That's the Harry I can see my self being with, he completely blew me away but then he disappeared again. I'd do anything to make him see how good we could be together, but why do I need to be the one to convince him?!

Fuck, maybe he likes Amy? Maybe that's why he spoke to her about me. Shit I never thought of this before! I mean I don't know why I let the idea escape me, Amy attracts loads of guys and its just my luck if she attracted Harry. I feel sick.

I look behind me and I see the bus that stops outside my house approaching. I quickly put my hand out as I jog to the bus stop, luckily the driver stops and I fish for my purse in my bag. I have just enough change as I ask for a ticket, I pay the driver and take the ticket and I grab a seat. That was lucky.

I get my phone out of my bag and I start to nose on Facebook, I go to Amy's profile and my heart nearly stops as I see she's friends with Harry. I'm not even friends with Harry?! When the hell did this happen?
Keep calm Steph, you're on a public bus, you don't want to look slightly insane.
I close Facebook as I don't want to find anything else out, why do I let myself get in these situations. I'm so jealous of Amy and Harry and I don't even know what I'm jealous about. I'm confusing myself.

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Harry's pov

I feel so much better now that I've showered, changed into clean clothes and sorted my hair out. Today has been a strange day so far, part of me feels like that thirteen year old me, waiting for my crush so I can tell her how I feel. I'm actually nervous and I've only just realised Stephanie could hate the song?
She might not like the music, thinks the lyrics suck and that me singing is a complete joke. Shit, I can't deal with all of that.

"You idiot Harry" I curse out loud as this could be one big mistake. How the hell am I going to sing something that I've written about Stephanie to her face?! What if I forget how it goes and I'm out of time with the music? I can't do this. There's no way I can sing. I quickly make my way from my room down stairs to the studio. I freeze on the stairs as the front door opens and Stephanie walks in.

"Hi.." I say as I look at her and she glances up at me as she shuts the door.

"Hi." She says coldly. Oh dear, she's not in a good mood.

"You okay?" I ask as this feels so awkward. I look down as its hard to look her in the eye.

"I don't know really." She shrugs as she takes her bag off and lets it fall to the floor. "Were you going to tell me that you got drunk with Amy last night? Whilst talking about me?!" She snaps as she folds her arms defensively at me. I quickly look up at her, where the hell did this come from?

"I didn't realise her Mum owned it, I only went for a drink then Amy turned up and she kept giving me more." I say as I look at her, she shakes her head.

"Because Amy forced those drinks down your throat did she?" Steph snaps. I frown as her tone of voice confuses me.

"No, she just wouldn't let me leave, she kept wanting to talk but I didn't I just drank, hence why I was a bit drunk. What's this really about?" I ask as I know there is more to this than me drinking with her best friend.

"You tell me the truth Harry because I deserve to know what's really going on. Do you like Amy?" She asks as she let her arms fall down to her sides. I laugh in shock but quickly stop as she frowns.

"Stephanie that's insane! Do you really have to ask me that? I don't even know the girl so why would I like her?" I ask as I'm completely taken back by her allegations.

"You tell me? You were the one apparently talking about me and trying to figure out how you can express how you feel, sounds like she really got to know you, which is something I can't do with you!" She says as she looks away, I've never seen Stephanie this angry about something before.

"Steph, we were hardly talking. It was more Amy, she was trying to get information out of me about how I feel about you. She kept suggesting ways for me to show you. So no, I do not like her in that way and she didn't get to know me at all. She has no idea what I've prepared for you." I say as I reach up and ruffle my hair with my hand.

"What do you mean prepared for me?" She asks a little softer. I sigh as I'm not ready for this but I have no choice. If I don't show Steph the song then she's going to get more crazy ideas in her head.

"Come with me." I say as we walk into the studio. I grab the piece of paper on the desk and I direct her to sit down. "I can't tell you how I feel by talking. I've tried many things to get my feelings out but nothing worked except for this.." I say as I scratch the back of my head.

"Except for what?" She asks confused.

"Press this button when I tell you too okay?" I say as I point at a certain button in front of her. She nods slowly as she studies me.

I sigh as I open the door and step into the booth. I put the paper on the stand in front of me and I lift the headphones and place them on. Stephanie's eyes widen in shock and anticipation. My heart starts to race as I look at her.

"Okay, press the button." I say and she leans forward and the music suddenly comes on. Stephanie's eyes fix on me but I look down at the piece of paper. I wet my lips with my tongue as I begin to sing:
Girl I see it in your eyes you’re disappointed
‘Cause I’m the foolish one that you anointed with your heart, I tore it apart
And girl, what a mess I made upon your innocence
And no woman in the world deserves this
But here I am asking you for one more chance

Can we fall one more time?
Stop the tape and rewind
Oh, and if you walk away
I know I’ll fade
‘Cause there is nobody else

It’s gotta be you
Only you
It’s got to be you
Only you
Hey (hey)

Now, girl, I hear it in your voice and how it trembles
When you speak to me I don’t resemble who I was
You’ve almost had enough
And your actions speak louder than your words
And you’re about to break from all you’ve heard
But don’t be scared, I ain’t going nowhere

I’ll be here by your side
No more fears, no more crying
But if you walk away
I know I’ll fade
'Cause there is nobody else

It’s gotta be you
Only you
It’s got to be you
Only you

Oh, girl,Can we try one more, one more time?
One more, one more?
Can we try one more, one more time?
I’ll make it better

One more, one more,
Can we try one more, one more...
Can we try one more time and make it all better?

'Cause it's gotta be you
It's gotta be you
Only you
Only you
It’s gotta be you
Only you
It’s got to be you
Only you

The music fades and my heart is still racing. I slowly look up to see Stephanie wiping her eyes. I take the off and hang them back up. I take my piece of paper and I leave the booth.
"I'm sorry.." She sobs as she tries to wipe her tears away. "That was beautiful, did you write that?" She asks. I nod as I look down at the paper. "You've got a beautiful voice Harry." She adds and I pass her the paper.

"Keep it, I wrote it for you. Hopefully that told you how I feel.." I say as I look up at her. She breaks into a smile and quickly wraps her arms around my neck.

"Harry, that is the most perfect thing anyone has ever done for me." She says softly into my ear. I smile as I wrap my arms around her waist.

"I want to be with you Steph." I say as she quickly pulls apart from me. "I'll try to change and be better at the whole talking thing. Just bear with me?" I ask and she smiles whilst nodding.

"Okay, I really want to be with you too." She says as she looks deeply into my eyes. I lean towards her and I gently place my lips on hers, I feel her kiss me back and I tighten my arms around her. Thank god I got that done and over with!

Notes

I really hope you like this, I've been meaning for Harry and Stephanie to finally get together, I thought this May be a good way for them! :)
but like most stories, it's not going to stay all happy and sweet for too long...