Chapter 10

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Hey guys! Well it's spring break bitches! and since we can't party and have threesomes with James Franco in his swimming pool we'll just be writing and reading during it. So hopefully updates will be up in all stories? maybe?

Harry's POV

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After we split up into different rooms we decided to go to sleep due to the fact we were bored out of our minds.

But... I couldn't sleep.

I couldn't stop thinking about Bree.

I liked her a lot and we were sort of dating but officially together.

I just had to tell her.

It was about 2:00 in the morning and everybody was asleep.

I decided to sneak out and see her.

I crept out and got into the hallway without making a sound.

I went down the hall and stood infront of her door and knocked silently but loud enough for her to hear.

Bree's POV

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*KNOCK KNOCK*

I heardknocks on the door that woke me up and looked at my clock.

"Fuuuuck! it's 2:03!"

I got up out of my bed and walked to my dorm door.

"Leah if that's you I swear to God!" I said looking into the little peep hole.

"Harry?" I whispered.

I instantly unlocked and opened the door and jumped on Harry.

"Oh my god! Harry" I said and hugged him then kissing him and he smiled through the kiss.

" I missed you do much Bree."

"I missed you."

"Let's sit down" Harry told me walking to my bed.

"Listen, I have something to tell you."

Leah's POV.

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I silently left Aaron's room and back to mine.

When I reached my room and shut the door I broke down.

I cannot believe I just lost my virginity to someone other than Niall.

I took out my phone and called Niall.

Niall's POV

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I woke up to the sound of Leah and I's song, Secrets by One Republic, my ringtone.

"H-hello?" I spoke tiredly.

"N-n-Niall" I heard Leah crying.

"Leah? What's wrong babe?"

"I'm so sorry"

"What happened?"

"I-I cheated on you. I'm so so sorry!"

I was shocked.

"It's okay love, we'll get through this."

"I'm sorry it's just I was lonely and I needed somebody because I just was so alone and insecure." She cried more.

"Sounds like a personal problem to me." I spoke and hung up.

Which I started to feel bad about.

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