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Sequel: Chapter 1

My P.O.V.
I'm in my room. Eating ice cream. 
Bring the spoon to my mouth. Fill it back up. Bring the spoon to my mouth. Fill it back up.
My lights are off and my TV is on. I only leave my room to get more ice cream.
How long has it been since Harry left me?
A month? Two months? 
I lost count.

Sabrina barged into my room. "AALIYAH!!!" She looked at me with extreme disappointment. "Aaliyah. Please come out of this room."
I put my focused on her. Is she talking to me?
She sighed. "Babe. Please!!"
I blinked. "What's the point? Everybody in my life leaves me. Harry left me, I'm surprised you haven't left me."
She turned on the light burning my eyes in the process. 
She stormed over to me and took away my ice cream. My sweet, sweet ice cream. Ice cream never leaves me.
"Aaliyah you need to stop. You have plenty of friends that are here for you. You don't need a guy to make you happy!!! He doesn't deserve you!"
I looked at her. does she understand? I laid back and put my head under the blanket. 
She sighed loudly. "Fine. Whatever. You want to sit here and die go ahead. But remember, I'm here for you. We're ALL here for you."
She walked out slamming the door behind her.
Yeah, they're all here for me. But not the person I want to be here for me. I just want Harry.
Harry. Harry. Harry. Harry.

Harrys P.O.V.
It's been two and a half months since I broke up with Aaliyah. Yes, I've kept count. 
I wish she would call me, text me, Kik me, something. Anything.
I miss her. I need her.
"Babe!!!" Jessica yelled from the other room. Her voice annoys me. "BABE!!!!" She yelled again.
I groaned and got up and walked toward her. "What?"
"Lets go out to dinner tonight."
I don't want to, but I have no choice.
"A fancy restaurant." She added.
I sighed. "Of course."
She smiled. "That's all."
I rolled my eyes and walked away.
"Mate." Niall said. "You need to dump her."
I shook my head. "I can't do that."
He sighed. "You've been with her for two months. That's long enough."
I stared at the table. 
I should. But I can't. It's not worth the risk.
I shook my head.
He touched my shoulder, gaining my attention. "It's time. You need Aaliyah."
The sound of her name made my heart ache.
Aaliyah. Aaliyah. Aaliyah. Aaliyah

Chapter 2:

My P.O.V.
"The Story of My Life I take her home. I drive all night. To keep her warm in time." My phone rang. I know, probably not the best I idea to have your ex-boyfriends song as your ringtone but hey, yolo right?
"Hello?" I asked, finishing off my nails.
"Aaliyah?" The familiar voice said. I slowly stopped doing my nails. "Aaliyah? You still there? It's Niall."
"Y-Yeah. I'm here."
"Good." He paused for a second and sighed. "Look. Can you meet me somewhere? So we can talk?"
I sighed. Harry flashed to my mind and tears threatened to spill from my eyes. 
I took a deep breath. "Is-Is Harry going to be there?" My voice completely cracking.
"No. No he's not."
I let go a breath of relief. "Ok. Let's meet at Dunkin Donuts."
He sighed. "Ok." With that, he hung up.
I finished my nails and showered. 
In the shower, no one can see me cry.

Nialls P.O.V.
Aaliyah wants to meet at Dunkin Donuts. I don't think that's a good idea but this is my only time to talk to her.
I put on sweatpants, Sunglasses and a sweatshirt.
I walked over to the coffee store and took a booth waiting for her.
I saw somebody standing next to me and I figured it was a fan.
I looked up and it was Aaliyah.
She was wearing black, ripped skinny jeans with a red silk tanktop. She had on red Toms and she had her hair straightened.
She looked beautiful.
"You wanted to talk to me?" She asked sitting down.
"Uh. Uh. Yeah."
She raised her eyebrows motioning for me to go on.
"Oh Um...."
Uh-oh. I looked to see a swarm of fans. 
I looked at Aaliyah, "Let's talk somewhere else. Your place?"
She nodded. 
We walked out and started getting chased. 
We ran about three blocks when I heard "NIALL!!!"
I turned to see Aaliyah laying on the ground holding her ankle.
The fans were catching up.

I have to save her quick!!

Chapter 3:

My P.O.V.
Niall and I were running from fans. I don't get how he can do this everyday.
We were almost to my house when I tripped and twisted my ankle. "NIALL!!!" I screamed.
I saw him look at me then behind me.
He looked panicked. 
He sprinted towards me then bent over. He gave me a piggy back ride all the way to my house.
When we walked in the door he place me gently on my couch and went off to the kitchen.
I sighed and looked at my ankle. It was swollen. 
Niall came out from the kitchen.
"Here." He sat near my ankle and put my frozen carrots on it. "How does that feel?"
I looked at him and smiled. "Good. Thanks"
He smirked and just started at me. What was he looking at?
I shifted. "So, uh, what did you want to talk about?"

Nialls P.O.V.
"Oh right. Well...."
"And we danced all night to the best song ever."
I sighed. That's my ringtone.
I gave Aaliyah a half smile and answered.
It was Harry, crap. "What?"
"Don't play dumb with me! It's all over the news!!!"
I was so confused. "What?? What is?"
I heard something break, he's really mad. "You and Aaliyah!!!"
*My mouth dropped. "No. No, no no." 
This is not good.*

Chapter 4:

My P.O.V.
Niall walked away mumbling something. 
I shrugged . Oh well. I turned on the TV to E! news.
" And Niall Horan was spotted with his fellow band mate, Harry Styles, ex Aaliyah."
Oh . My. God. 
There was a picture of Niall carrying me.
No. No no no no!!
I got up, instantly falling forgetting about my foot.
Niall came running in holding his phone between his shoulder and his cheek.
"Aaliyah are you ok??"
I lifted myself up getting help from Niall. "Yeah yeah. Have you seen the news lately???"
His face dropped. "Uh....I haven't. But other people have."
I nodded my head towards the TV.
He watched his eyes wide.
"AALIYAH!!!!" Rebecca and Elizabeth came barging through my door.
"WHAT????" I yelled.
Elizabeth looked from me to Niall then back to me. I know she has a crush on him. She makes it so obvious.
"Uh...we.....uh....we...." Elizabeth studdered.
"We saw the news." Rebecca finally said.
"Oh. Crazy right?"
"Yeah. That's what I thought until I got here." She motioned to Niall who was oblivious to his surroundings.
I rolled my eyes. "Look. He wanted to talk and we got mobbed. When we were running I sprained my ankle and he carried me home. The end."
Elizabeth looked realeaved but Rebecca wasn't buying it.
Niall finally snapped back go reality. "No!! No you can't come!! She doesn't want to see you....cuz it's obvious.....har.....Harry. No..."
Did he just say Harry??
"Fine. Bye."
Niall looked at me. "So....uh...Harrys on his way."
Everything went silent. I couldn't hear the TV. I saw Rebecca saying something but I couldn't hear her.
I looked around. Everything was moving so slow.
I can't see Harry right now. No. I just got over him. I can't. I got up. But fell.
Damn. My ankle.
I looked at Rebecca from the floor. "Rebecca. I-I can't see him. Not now."
She shook her head. "I know. And you won't."
And just like that I passed out

Chapter 5:

Rebecca's P.O.V.
"I can't see him" Aaliyah was saying. I understood but I also knew that she NEEDED to see him.
"I know. And you won't." I said.
Then, she passed out.
"Oh my Nandos!!! Is she okay???" Niall asked.
"Yeah. She's just dehydrated. Go get me a cup of water."
He nodded and ran to the kitchen. I looked at Elizabeth.
"She has to see Harry. She needs to realize that she needs him!"
She looked at me dumbfounded. "But. She doesn't want to see him."
I shrugged. "Oh well."
She sighed. "Ok."
Niall came back with the water. 
I sat Aaliyah up against the couch.
"Aaliyah. Aaliyahhhh" I said softly. "Aaliyah wake up."
She didn't budge. Time to use the water.I splashed the water all over her.
Niall jumped back. "What cha do that for???"
Aaliyah opened her eyes.
I looked at Niall. "That's why. Now go refill the cup." I said handing him it to him.
He did as I asked. I looked back at Aaliyah who was spazing out. 
"I can't see Harry looking like this!!" She screamed looking into her phone. 
Her makeup was running and her hair was a mess, all from the water. 
She looked at me. "Help me to my room!!!"
She rolled her eyes. "Please?????"

Nialls P.O.V.
I walked back into the living room to see Rebecca helping Aaliyah up the steps.
I watched as they carefully conquered each step.
Man, Aaliyah is gorgeous.
I snapped back to reality and saw Elizabeth starring at me.
When she saw me staring back she blushed and looked down.
Does she like me?
About an hour later somebody rang the doorbell.
I answered and saw all the guys. But one.
"Where's Harry?"
"Well, he had to go get some stuff." Louis answered. "Where's my girlfriend?" He asked.
Him and Rebecca started dating around the time that Aaliyah and Harry did. Atleast they lasted.
"Upstairs helping Aaliyah."
He nodded. "The usual."
The doorbell rang again. I was expecting it to be Harry.
But it wasn't

Chapter 6:

My P.O.V.
I heard the doorbell rang.
Shortly after I heard yelling. "Where is he?!?"
I looked at Rebecca. Who could it be?
Becca helped me downstairs and I saw some random chick in my livingroom yelling at Niall.
"Where is he?? I know he's here!!!! I-"
She looked over at me and smirked. "Oh. Is this the little whore who he's coming to see?"
I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks. But before I could say anything, Becca did.
"Ummmm. And who are you???"
"I'm Jessica. Harrys girlfriend."
My mouth dropped. 
That's why he broke up with me. He has somebody else. I was never good enough for him.
I shook my head. "Get out."
She walked closer to me. 
Oh, if only I could walk by myself. She would be bleeding on the floor right now.
"Not until I see Harry."
I closed my eyes trying to contain my temper. "Well, he's not here. Why don't you take your trashy self and go find him! You know what, he's probably in the garbage, where YOU BELONG!!!"
She looked confused and lost. "Excuse me?"
"Get Out of my house! Do I need to spell it out for you???"
She looked shocked. Like nobody had ever talked to her like that before.
"Errrrr." She turned on her heel and walked out.
I sighed a breath of relief.
The boys were all looking at me in shock. 
I didn't even realize they were sitting there. "What?"
Zayn shook his head. "Nobody talks to her like that."
I sighed. "Well there's a first time for everything."
They all laughed and Becca helped me down the rest of the steps and walked me to the couch.
She trotted off to sit next to Louis.
Niall looked at me. "What are you going to do when Harry gets here?"
I forgot about that. "Nothing."
He scrunched his eyebrows. "why?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Because I'm not letting him in."

Chapter 7:

"Cuz I'm not letting him in"
And as if on que the doorbell rang. It was defiantly Harry this time.
Everybody looked at me waiting to see what I was going to do.
I sighed and looked at Rebecca "Help me to the door."
She got up and helped me there. I took a deep breath and answered it.
Harrys smile was so big.
To bad I was about to crush it.
"H-Hi Aaliyah."
I just stared at him. 
He cleared his throat clearly feeling awkward. "Well Uhhh....these are for you." He smiled and handed me flowers.
I took them and handed them to Rebecca, barely looking at them.
He rocked back and forth on his feet not making eye contact anymore.
"Can I-uh.....can I talk to you?" He glanced at Rebecca then back at me "Alone."
I looked at Rebecca who slightly nodded.
I sighed. "Ok." I said in a whisper. 
He smiled like he won the Nobel Peace Prize.
He walked to sit down on my porch swings as Rebecca helped me there.
"What's wrong with your ankle???" He sounded sincerely worried.
"Stuff." I mumbled.
Rebecca sighed and rolled her eyes. "She fell."
I shot her a dirty look.
She smirked and trotted off.

I sat there studying my hands. 
This is awkward.
"So....." Harry finally said breaking the silence.
"So." I said.
"How have you been?" 
I hate this question. Especially from him.
How have I been? Hmmm...well I just got over you and know you want back in my life. Yeah I'm great.
He nodded. "Well. Its good to live. Cuz....if you weren't living you'd ah...well you'd be dead."
I couldn't help but chuckle. He's so awkward sometimes. 
No Aaliyah, don't fall for him again.
He smiled. "Is that an Aaliyah smile I see???"

*"HARRYYYYYYYYY!!!!!" Oh no. Not her."

Chapter 8:

Aaliyahs P.O.V.
It was no other then the ruler of all demons. The witch herself, Chloe.
"Harry!! What are you doing with her?"
I looked at Harry and his jaw was tensed. He looked at me and he held eye contact. It looked as if he was sorry. If it wasn't him, I would think he was.
Her scrawny legs clicked up my porch. 
He looked at her. "I'm talking to her."
She looked at me then him. "You shouldn't talk to this whore. You might catch her diseases." 
I squeezed my eyes shut and took a deep breath. "What?"
She chuckled. I could feel her glare in me. "You heard me slut."
I clenched my fists.
She laughed a little harder and was inches from my face. I could smell her coffee ridden breath.
"You heard me. Now stay away from Harry you bi-"

Harrys P.O.V.
It was getting pretty intense between Aaliyah and Chloe. 
I was about to step in when next thing I know Chloe was holding her face while Aaliyah was in top of her, pounding in her face.
I didn't know what to do. I figured I should let it go on for a few more seconds. I've never seen Aaliyah act like this before.
"HARRY!!! Harry!!! Get her off me!!! GET THIS SYCO OFF ME!!!!"
I heard the door open. "What the hell is going on here????" Rebecca was there with the rest of the gang looking at Aaliyah winning a fight.
"Freeze!!! Put your hands up!!" A male voice boomed.
Oh no.

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