Such An Actress [h.s]

prologue

Enjoy the story that I came up with in my head before I fell asleep one night.

Couldn't get it out of my mind so I wrote it down. - H

We have been best mates since well... forever.

With our mums being best friends it's pretty much expected. We've been through everything together. From football matches to school formal, we are by each other's sides always.

We both loved to sing. I wanted to be famous while he wanted to be a florist. Little did I know in the future it would be the other way around. Except the florist part.

I am not a florist.

I always wanted to be on the X-factor. It was big when we were sixteen and I actually convinced him to audition with me. I didn't think he would make it through and I would be left behind. Thought we would both make it. But I was happy for him, he's my best friend. I was so proud of him, how could I not?

The X-factor was the longest we've ever been apart. It was odd passing the bakery and not seeing him inside with his big toothy grin. But our families cheered him on, as well as the other boys.

I wish before he left that I just told him. Maybe things would be different. Maybe we wouldn't still be just friends.

I wish I told him how I felt.

For the longest time he was never home. Always traveling and always performing. Sometimes I envy him but I quickly brush it off because I'm happy for him and well... I'm pretty sure I'm in love with him.

But when I turned eighteen and had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, he gave me a job offer. My original dream of being a singer fell through the floor once I was rejected by X-factor, I never felt confident about my voice again.

I never sang again.

His job offer was to make me his assistant, but not in the bossy moody type way. More of a "she's my best friend that sometimes gets me coffee and basically has my whole schedule memorized."

Those were his words not mine.

Years later and I'm still his assistant and best friend.

I have watched that boy through every relationship he's ever had. And I always wished it was me.

Sometimes I think that he knows. That he knows my true feelings. But then again he's oblivious.

After all this time my feelings never faded. Through all the boyfriends I have had, they always end because I can't commit.

Because I'm still waiting for him.

I would do anything for Harry.

I would walk through fire for that boy.