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Harry's POV
"Jenna. Has Charlie called you yet?" I asked her.
We had been here for over an hour and I still hadn't seen her and none of us had heard from her. When she shook her head I just got this awful feeling and when I turned to look around I saw that I was right. My blood boiled when I saw him dancing up against his on and off again girlfriend, Stella. They had seemingly broken up, but now it was obvious that they got back together. Jenna saw where I was looking and immediately tried to stop me but I pushed passed her and stormed over to him, pulling him back to look at me.
"Where is Charlie?" I demanded, only getting a laugh from him.
"Charlie? I don't know. Like I care." He scoffed, turning back to Stella.
That's when I lost it. I yanked him around again then sent my fist flying into his face, the force of it nearly knocking him over.
"You son of a bitch!" I yelled as I tackled him, continuing to throw punches until a couple of the male teachers ran over to pull us apart. I shoved him away as I glared at Joey, wiping the blood away from my mouth since he managed to hit me a couple times in the jaw.
"Both of you get out of here and go home. I'll decide what to do with you two later." The principal said to us.
I didn't have to be told twice. I gladly walked out of the gym and started walking home since I didn't have a car to drive home. It was a good thing though because I needed to cool off. When I finally got to our block I looked over at Charlie's house, knowing that her parents were working late tonight and she was probably upset about what happened. Before I could even think about it I was walking up the stairs, taking the familiar path down the hallway to her room and opening the door. My heart broke when I saw her curled up on the bed in her dress that she looked so beautiful in, sniffles coming from her as she cried.
Charlie's POV
"Charlie?"
I didn't have to turn around to know who it was and I didn't bother to look either.
"Go away, Harry. I don't want to hear you gloat about how you were right and I was wrong. Just please go." I whimpered quietly, not wanting to hear the 'I told you so'.
"I'm not going anywhere... It's not like I can go back anyway... I got kicked out and will probably be suspended for beating the shit out of Joey."
My eyebrows furrow and I sit up to look over at him, frowning when I saw the bruise already forming on his jaw and a bit of blood coming from a split lip. Though it hurt to see him hurt like that I couldn't help but laugh a bit at the thought of him beating up Joey for what he did. I smiled softly and walked over to hug him tightly, feeling so much better as I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist.
"Thank you." I whispered, gently kissing his bruised jaw before pulling away. "Come on."
I take his hand and lead him downstairs to the kitchen where I grabbed an ice pack and wrapped it in a towel for him to hold against his jaw. I then took a wet rag and gently dabbed the blood from his lip as he sat before me on one of the stools.
"I never told you that you looked beautiful tonight..." He said softly after a moment, causing me to pause my movements and blush a little. "You still do."
"I look like a raccoon, Harry." I laughed softly and looked down at my hands. His hand came up to lift my chin and he gently brushed away the tear and makeup stains on my cheeks, shaking his head slightly.
"A pretty hot raccoon." He said with a smile as I giggled from his comment and shook my head. "You now what? I think you owe me a dance. After all I did get suspended for you. Besides we're already dressed up and we can't let that dress of yours go to waste. Come on."
He grabbed my hand and I followed as he led me into the living room, letting go of my hand to move the coffee table out of the way so there was space in the middle of the room. I watched as he plugged his phone into the stereo then after a moment of tinkering around with it he finally got the music to play and I couldn't help but smile as the familiar song played through the speakers.
'Look at the stars... look how they shine for you...'
"May I have this dance?" He asked in an overly posh accent which made me laugh softly. I nod and take his hand as I placed my other on his shoulder with my fingers facing myself and my arm wrapped around his shoulder. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me close to him as we started to sway to the music. My eyes close for a moment as I laid my head on his shoulder, wondering how I could ever live without him. He was always there for me no matter how much we fought and he stood up for me when I needed him to. He made me smile even when I thought it would be impossible, and as I listened to his smooth voice singing softly to me I knew right then and there that I was hopelessly in love with him.
*End Flashback*

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