The beanbag boys

Freya

Me, Harvey and max were on our way to my house to finally finish our project. I didn't think it was necessary to have three people helping but I knew max wouldn't actually get anything done. Honestly I preferred it when it was just me and Harvey. He was so funny and kind and caring and I loved spending time with him.

I opened the front door letting the boys in and greeting my parents and my younger brother James who was just a year younger than me and Isabelle.
"Woah she's got two now!" My dad joked from the sofa.
"Dad! You know their here for the project"I sighed going to give him a hug before leading the boys upstairs.
"The door stays open!" My mom called.
"Mom!" I yelled shutting my bedroom door.

We eventually started the project after rambling for a while about school but Harvey seemed socially distant. He wasn't talking much and I wondered if I'd done something to upset him. He wasn't himself and it wasn't as fun when he was sad.
"Harvey? Are you okay?" I asked.
"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine" he said shooting me a soft smile.
"Do you need help with the ribbons again?" He continued darting back to reality.
"Oh no their all done" I smiled.

I thought Harvey was the sweetest most cutest boy every, the way his eyes light up and the way his hair is everyday and how kind he is to everyone and every-time he smiles I get butterflies. I'd never felt like this before. But it was all about the grades right?

Max had been blabbing on since we sat on my bedroom floor. Something about a teacher he doesn't like, I'm not really sure I haven't really been listening, nor do I care. That was when he stopped ranting and looked at me. A smile crawled onto his lips before he looked at Harvey and then back at me.
"Freya can I ask you a question" he asked.
"Um sure" I said nervous and slightly worried.
"Would you like to come to the school dance with me on Saturday?" He asked as my mouth sat open in shock.