Harry's POV

"Where the hell are you going?" Kendall asked when I jumped up from the table. I watched Lana pass by in a blur, her blonde hair flowing in the wind.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore." I didn't wait for her to respond instead running after Lana.

Ignoring the paparazzi, I ran in the direction that Lana did and immediately saw her up ahead. She was running fast but with a few long strides, I easily caught up to her. I clamped my hand down on her forearm and pulled her towards me.

Sobbing loudly, she said, "Harry please." I loosened my grip but I didn't let go. I wasn't going to let her go. Not now. Not ever.

"Please let me explain."

"No. There's nothing to explain." Her face hardened even with her tear stained cheeks.

"I had to do this, Lana! It's not like I had a choice!" It's true. Kendall was the most boring person on this planet but management wanted me to hook up with her for more publicity.

"So you're saying that you don't have any say in what you do?"

"Exactly."

"Whatever." She laughed. "Have fun with her. I'm done."

She turned around to run away again but I put my other hand on her arm. She stopped but she didn't look me in the eye.

"Don't do this." I pleaded. "You're overreacting!"

Her eyes narrowed. "I'm sorry if I get upset when I see someone I like with another girl."

I raised my eyebrows. "You like me?"

"Yeah. I did. But now you threw it away because of Kendall." Whatever I had left of my heart just shattered.

"I have no feelings for Kendall!"

"So the other pictures I saw with you two didn't mean anything?"

My jaw dropped. "What-"

"Don't be coy, Harry. I saw the magazines." When the words left her mouth, thunder rumbled over head and rain began to fall, instantly wetting my curls. The water stuck and glistened in Lana's hair which was beautiful. But that's not what I was worried about.

"Okay so we had a few 'dates'. So what? You're the one I like Lana."

"Harry, management didn't make you do all of this. You could've easily backed out."

"You don't understand!"

"You're right! I don't understand!" She was yelling now and people were beginning to stare.

"Don't do this, Lana."

"What? Go cry my eyes out like I did over Mark. I won't. You're not worth it."

Wow that hurt.

"I'm sorry Harry. I can't do this." She sniffles. I have the urge to wrap my arms around her and tell her everything's going to be okay. Of course I don't but still.

"I can't explain how I feel about you." I whispered, pressing my forehead to hers. Thankfully she didn't back away but she did stiffen.

"I feel the same way."

"Then be with me."

"I can't." She looked up and sadness was written all over her face.

"Why not?"

"I don't want to be another fling." She wiped her eyes. "I want someone who will be there for me and care for me and-"

I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers. She was shocked at first but then I felt her soft lips move back. She wrapped her arms around me and stood on her tiptoes.

"You're not another fling." I said, kissing her again. This time it was more passionate. We moved in sync as our hands roamed each others bodies. It was raining hard now but that didn't stop us. We stayed like that for a full minute before she pulled away and looked at the rain filled sky.

"It's raining." She laughed.

I took off my jacket and wrapped it around her. "Come on, love. Let's go home."

Notes

Finally! I've been waiting to write this chapter since the beginning :)

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