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Holly

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The girls and I are in the bedroom watching Twilight...for like the millionth time. I can't focus on the movie, all I can think about is what Harry told me. Harry isn't wanted, and he isn't trying to kill anybody. Dakota was lying.

"Holly, are you okay?" Dakota asks me. No, Dakota, I'm not.

"I'm fine" I lie. The girls go back to watching the movie.

"Uh, I'm gonna go downstairs and get some water" I say, getting up from my bed and walking outside. I'm not actually getting water, I'm going to go back to Harry's bedroom. We still have so much more to discuss.

| Harry's Bedroom |

"Harry?" I knock on the double doors. He answers shortly after.

"Holly, you again" Harry extends his arm, motioning for me to come in.

"We need to talk" I inform Harry.

"About?"

"Everything"

"Right, okay" Harry says, sitting down beside me.

"If you're not trying to poison us, then what was up with the lemonade thing a few weeks ago?" I ask.

"Special drug. Keeps me from going too crazy"

Like Harry could get any crazier.

"Then why'd you try and give it to me?"

"To test it. I haven't tried it yet, so just in case, I wanted to make you try it first"

"Wow, real gentlemen like" I say, sarcastically.

"You're different" Harry says, out of the blue.

"How?"

"You just are"

"Do you know how Jess, Anna and Kylie d-" I get cut off by Sarah opening the door.

"Sarah?" Harry asks.

"Jesus, Holly, you've been here for ages," Sarah says, smiling, "the girls are looking for you"

"Tell the dolls Holly and I will be out for a bit" Harry looks at me, mentally telling me to agree so Sarah goes away.

"Sure- I mean," I clear my throat, "y-yeah"

"Oh okay, see ya la-" Harry cuts Sarah off.

"Bye" Harry waves his hand at Sarah, telling her to shoo.

"Where are we going?" I ask Harry.

"I don't know, just come" Harry grabs my hand. I shiver at his cold, but warming touch as he leads me out the door.

| In Harry's Car |

"Why don't you listen to radio?" I ask Harry.

"Never been a fan of music"

"What?! I can't live without music!"

"Music..It's overrated. Dumb. Doesn't mean anything. But turn on the radio, this silence is annoying"

I turn on the radio and the first song that plays is 'Happy'. Harry and I both groan in sync. We chuckle.

"They always play this song!" I say, rolling my eyes.

"Change the radio station"

I press a button which I'm guessing changes the radio station. The song that plays is 'The A Team'. Good, something decent.

We're a few minutes into the song and I can hear Harry singing along really quietly. I turn the volume down to hear his soft voice more.

"You've got a beautiful voice, Harry" He blushes.

"Haha, nah, but thanks"

"You should sing along, Holly" Harry smiles.

"Nah, I hate singing"

"Sing!" Harry begs, like a child.

"No!" I laugh.

"Please! I just wanna hear your singing voice!"

"No! I hate singing!"

"How can someone hate singing?" Harry asks.

"I suck at it, and uh," I clear my throat, "never been a fan of music"

| At A Café |

"What is this place?" I ask, taking a seat in front of Harry.

"It's called 'Scarlett'"

Harry orders two coffees. I thank him and get back to the real reason we are here.

"So, do you know how Kylie, Jess and Anna died?"

"Kylie, uh," Harry rubs the back of his neck, awkwardly, "I got a guy to kill her"

"What? Who?" I ask.

"Zayn Malik. Don't worry, you'll soon meet him, his doll too"

"There are other dollhouses?"

"Yeah. There's Louis Tomlinson's, Niall Horan's, Liam Payne's, and obviously, Zayn Malik's" Harry explains.

"Wow, a dollhouse gang, real manly" I say, sarcastically.

"So, what about Jess and Anna?"

"I actually don't know" Harry says, confused.

A petite waitress with long, golden hair walks up to Harry and I and gives us our coffees.

"Thanks" Harry says before the waitress walks off.

"Tell me more about this 'gang'" I ask Harry.

"It's not a gang. Anyway, Well, there's a huge New Years Eve party held every year at my dollhouse, since mines the biggest, and the guys bring their dolls and we just... Party. That's the only night we let our dolls... Be, uh, real girls" Harry explains.

"Real girl. I miss that feeling"

Harry clears his throat, trying to ignore the awkward moment. "Uh, the other guys only have one doll each, though"

"What's their names?"

"Liam's doll is Janet, Zayn's doll is Mina, Louis' doll is Ara and Niall's doll is Fran" Harry explains.

"So why do they only have one do-"

"Can I get y'all anything else?" The waitress cuts me off.

"No, please leave" Harry says, rudely to the waitress who walks off.

"That was rude"

"She was rude."

| In Harry's Car |

Harry and I are about five minutes away from The Dollhouse and the ride has been nothing but silence.

"Thank you for the coffee" I say, giving Harry a warm smile.

"No worries"

"Hey, wanna play the question game?"

"What's your favourite color?" I ask, not giving Harry a chance to even agree to play the game.

"Holly, this has gone a bit far. I'm not telling you anything about me, not even a stupid color. I rule you, we're not friends and I'm not playing a silly childish game" Harry says, sternly.

I feel a bit embarrassed and sad about Harry's comment. I thought we were kinda friends... But no, he 'rules' me. I actually thought we were on good terms after today. But I'm still just his little victim.

Once we stop at The Dollhouse, Harry tells me to go inside and start making dinner with the girls. I follow his orders and make my way to the kitchen.

| In The Kitchen |

"Where have you been?" The girls all ask me, Juliet handing me a recipe cookbook.

"Hello to you, too?" I say, putting the recipe cookbook down on the counter.

"Holly, you were gone for a pretty long time, we thought Harry killed you or something" Liz says.

"Kill me? No!" I say, opening the fridge and grabbing ingredients I need.

"Don't go under his spell too quickly, he's mean, aggressive and evil behind those illusional green eyes" Juliet informs me.

"Hmm." I hum, ignoring Juliet's comment.

| At Dinner |

As always in the dining room, conversation fills the air. I'm sitting next to Evie and Juliet. We're talking about Twilight, and whether we're on Team Jacob or Team Edward.

"Edward!" Juliet says.

"Jacob!" Evie disagrees.

"Edward"

"Jacob"

"Edward"

"Jacob"

"Bella!" I interrupt Juliet and Evie's little argument.

"There's no Team Bella" Juliet says, sipping her water.

"There could be, I mean why not?"

"You're so weird, Holly"

"Not really. I'm team Bella, too" Macy says from across the table. I fist bump Macy as we chuckle.

"Team Jacob" Sarah says, joining the conversation.

"I agree, team Jacob" Lola says.

"What? No way, Lola" Dakota says, shaking her head, "Edward's the whole package"

"Edward!" Juliet says, putting her glass of wine in the air.

"Team Bella!" Liz gives me an air high-ten.

Conversations that involved all the girls were nice, especially since usually all that goes down between us is drama and silence.

| Before Bed |

The girls and I have brushed our teeth, are in our pyjamas, taken off all our makeup, and are ready for bed, but before I can even think about drifting off into sleep, I need to talk to Harry about The Dollhouse and things I should've talked about at Scarlett.

I get out of bed and head out the door. I walk to Harry's bedroom and just let myself in, hoping he wouldn't mind.

"What're you doing!" Harry asks as soon as he sees me.

"I needed to ask you something" I reply, my voice small.

"Holly, don't let yourself into my bedroom!" Harry yells at me. What happened to him? Today he was sweet now he's psychotic. He's so bipolar.

"Sorry, I thought we were fr-fr"

Harry cuts me off. "WE ARE NOT FRIENDS. WE NEVER WILL BE, OKAY?! GET OUT!"

I don't know why, but I'm just standing here, feeling defeated. Tears are falling from my eyes. I'm just crying right in front of Harry. I probably look so weak.

"Well? Leave!" Harry demands, his voice a little lower than before.

I run to the bedroom and immediately get into bed. As soon as I switch off my lamp, I silently cry myself to sleep. Something I've been doing for quite a while now.

| The Next Morning |

My eyes open from my long slumber. The first thing I see is Harry, who is smiling from ear to ear.

"Morning" he says with a husky voice, handing me a cup of warm tea.

"What time is it?" I ask.

Harry checks his watch. "11:35AM"

"What? I slept in!"

"It's okay, I told the other dolls you needed rest" Harry tells me, stroking my cheek with his cold, pale hand.

"Oh... thank you"

"Sorry, Holly, but I have to go. Please get dressed, by the way" Harry says standing up. Harry walks out the door but surprisingly returns only about four seconds later.

"And Holly," I look up to Harry, who's leaning on the door frame, "my favourite colour is orange."

A/N: damn Harry it's just a color

YOU SEE WHAT I DID AT THE END? #HOLLARRY

TEAM EDWARD OR TEAM JACOB...

or team bella ?¿