Dear Harry,
Please don't look into the "forgotten" box. I swear I would die if you saw the letters I wrote to you. I'd be completley humiliated. Please don't hate me if I screw it all up again. I'm just... nervous. I don't know what to do or say. I've never been through this before. Sure, I've had boyfriends and all that, but none of them were.... you. None of them made me get goosebumps when they whispered into my ear, or gave me butterflies when they looked at me. None of them made me melt when they talked to me, or made me shiver when they touched me. Only you do that. You kill me, Harry.
Love,
Kat x
Someday. Someday I'll have the courage to mail those letters, or to even show them to someone. Just... not today... or tomorrow... or any time soon.
So after school today, I met up with Mel and Korie. Their conversations were mostly like this:
M: AND OH MY GOD NIALL TEXTED ME THE SWEETEST THING IN MATH TODAY AND I WAS GONNA REPLY BUT THE STUPID TEACHER TOOK MY PHONE AWAY!! LIKE, HELLO, I'M A LITTLE TOO BUSY TEXTING MY BOYFRIEND TO PAY ATTENTION RIGHT NOW!!
K: I KNOW, HUH?? ME AND LIAM HAVE BEEN TEXTING ALL DAY! WE EVEN FACE-TIMED AT LUNCH! HES THE SWEETEST BOY EVER!
M: Look at what Niall texted me! He sent me a song! Awhhh he's singing to me! HIS VOICE IS LIKE AN ANGGGEEEEELLLLL!!!
K: OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS, MEL, LOOK. AT. THIS. LIAM SENT ME TWO THINGS! HIM SINGING AND HIM AND NIALL SINGING TOGETHER! OH MY GOD IM GONNA FREAKING DIE!!
M: SHUT UP, K! I'M CALLING NIALL!
Then I'd hear the both of them laughing at whatever Niall said. We were walking to my house, so it was a few blocks and I had to deal with that the whole way there. We finally got to my house and went into my room, Mel still on the phone. I decided to go downstairs and get some food, since they were busy.
I put some popcorn into the microwave and sat on the counter. I sighed. M won't wanna spend time with me over the weekend, she has a boyfriend. Korie is soon to have a boyfriend, so it'll be the same for her. I'll probably be lonely even at school too. And if I tried to hang out with one of them, I'd be a third wheel because, no doubt, their boyfriend would be with them.
Right as I was pulling the popcorn out, Melissa and Korie rushed down the stairs. "KAT!!!" they both yelled, even though I was standing right there.
"MELISSA!! KORIE!!" I yelled right back, pouring popcorn into a small bowl. "What?" I asked.
Mel just shoved the phone into my face. I looked at the caller ID: "NIALL<3" I rolled my eyes then answered.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey." spoke a male voice that definately wasn't Niall's. I bit my lip.
"Harry?" I asked.
"Yeah, love. It's me." he said and I almost died when he called me love.
"Oh.. um... hi..." i mumbled into the phone and he laughed. Mel and Korie were listening to the phone and I swatted them away with my hand, walking to another side of the room.
"Put it on speaker!" Melissa whisper-yelled and I rolled my eyes, but put the phone on speaker.
"So... erm.. basically..... the boys and I were wondering if we could come over...?" he asked. YES YES YES YES YES YES YES!!! My head screamed.
"Uh..--"
"Yeah! But, come to Kat's house because that's where we all are. Byeee!" Mel said and hung up. I slapped her arm. "Ow..." she mumbled, rubbing it.
"HARRY CAN'T COME OVER! HE HATES ME!" I yelled.
"No he doesn't! He likes you. A lot." Korie said and I shook my head.
"No no no. You didn't see how angry he was on Saturday. You didn't see all the pictures and GIFs and the text he sent me. You didn't see all the hate they gave me. He hates me." I said.
"He doesnt hate you! Ask Niall! He told me Harry was all sad and stuff today because of what happened before school." Mel said and I sighed.
"Fine.. but if he hates me, I'm never leaving this house again." i mumbled, walking upstairs.
For a few hours, we did random stuff, ate popcorn, watched TV, usual stuff. We heard the door bell ring and I stood up, but Melissa and Korie ran down the stairs before I even pulled off the covers. I walked into the living room and saw Niall and Melissa hugging, Korie and Liam hugging, and Louis and Zayn hugging because they had no girl to hug. I laughed a little and Harry looked at me. I held his gaze for a few seconds then stared down at my shoes. It was kind of awkward that we were the only ones not hugging someone....
"SPIN THE BOTTLE!!" Louis yelled hours later so loud that I could hear him from upstairs. Everyone was downstairs except for me. I was upstairs in my room, playing games on my laptop like the loner I am.
I heard a knock on the door after a few mintues and got up to open it. "Niall, the kitchen's right next to the living room, and I'm not getting up to fix you anythin--"
He gave me his cheeky grin that sent shivers down my spine. "Last time I checked, I'm not Niall." he laughed. I smiled a little, avoiding his gaze. "Anyways... Louis said I should come make you play spin the bottle with us." Harry said and I bit my lip.
"No thanks, bye!" i said and tried to close the door.
"No, you're playing." I heard Louis say and Harry scooped me up and carried me downstairs. He set me down on the couch.
"I'm not playing this game." i mumbled to myself, mostly because I had never had my first kiss and I didn't want it to be this way, or with anyone besides Harry. Niall spun first and it landed on Melissa. I could've sworn I heard her squeal. I watched them kiss for about a minute before they pulled away, both smiling like idiots. Liam spun next and landed on Korie. I also could've sworn I saw that creepy pedo grin she does whenever she sees a picture of Liam. I watch them kiss for a little before pulling away, Liam smiling like an idiot and Korie smiling like a retarded idiot. Harry spun the bottle next and my heart stopped when it landed on me. I gulped as he leaned in, I wasn't ready for those heart shaped lips to meet mine yet. I squinted, then at the last minute, said "I'm sorry... I can't... do this..." and ran up the stairs.
I ran into my room and locked the door. Now I really blew it.
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