Author’s note:
Hey guys thank you so much for keeping up with me throughout this story, I know it got annoying when I didn’t update for 2 months .-. but thank you so much! Anyways I think this story is going to end in a few chapters :( so if you want to read some of my other works, there’s Directioner Games which is like Hunger Games except Directioners fight for a chance to spend time with 1D, and there’s Past and Present, which is a Liam fanfiction if you’re a Liam girl :) sorry for the hold up, enjoy!

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MARK’s P.O.V.

I rang her doorbell and wait outside, holding the roses. I think she’s not opening because she knows it’s me. It’s good that I brought my guitar too, I think I’ll need it soon.
I rang the doorbell over and over again.“Jenna, I need to tell you something, please open up!”

She still doesn’t open the door.

I sit on her doorstep and wait. Marcel’s voice echoes in my head “You cannot rush love, it takes time.” I look up and see Jenna watching me from her window. This is the chance to prove I love her for who she is.

I put down the roses and pulled out my guitar from its case. I strapped it on and started playing. It’s a song by Harry’s band and I really like it. I gotta thank them later.
I closed my eyes as I start to sing.

My hands, your hands
Tied up like two ships drifting
Weightless, waves trying to break it
I'd do anything to save it
Why is it so hard to say it?

My heart, your heart
Sit tight like bookends
Pages between us
Written with no end
So many words we're not saying
Don't wanna wait till it's gone
You make me strong

I'm sorry if I say, "I need you"
But I don't care, I'm not scared of love
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong? That you make me strong

Think of how much love that's been wasted
People always trying to escape it
Move on to stop their heart breaking
But there's nothing I'm running from
You make me strong

I'm sorry if I say, "I need you"
But I don't care, I'm not scared of love
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong?

So baby hold on to my heart
Need you to keep me from falling apart
I'll always hold on
'Cause you make me strong

I'm sorry if I say, "I need you"
But I don't care, I'm not scared of love
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong?

I'm sorry if I say, "I need you"
But I don't care, I'm not scared of love
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong?
That you make me strong

I'm sorry if I say, "I need you"
But I don't care, I'm not scared of love
'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker
Is that so wrong?
Is it so wrong?
That you make me strong

Jenna opens the door, the rim of her eyes are filled with tears.

I pick up the roses, “I’m sorry for everything I did,” I told her as I handed her the roses, “But all of that just made me like you so much more. I really think I’m in love with you. So what do you say, one more chance?”

(((Mark: http://lukewilliamsgossip.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/One-Directions-Harry-Styles-To-Become-The-First-Celeb-To-Go-To-Space.gif))).

Jenna smiled. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen her really smile. It’s beautiful.

She nodded and let me in. I smiled back. At this point, I think it’s more than just the bet of who can get a girl first. I love her, and I want her to love me back.

I stayed at her house the whole night. We talked and cuddled. The boys are probably home deciding who won the bet and I know I lost, but I don’t care anymore.

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