A Fairytale.

It was a Friday night. You lay in your bedroom, under the covers. Sleeping is the last thing you had on your mind. But something was. You tossed and turned trying to find a possesion , but you couldnt get confy. You know what was bothering you. You never really had time to think about it. Ok. So, it was a boy. A perticcular boy. Named Harry. Or cupcake, as you liked to call him. He's your best friend. Since forever ago. You two 18 yearolds were immature retarts who loved to fol around. You lived in a flat , and you had moved out young.  You and Harry did EVERYTHING together, and i mean everyhting. Shopping, Movies, and those long walks along the lake that you love the most. You two knew everything about eachother. You were zoned out now, thinking about Harry. But.. you realized that, Harry was something special to you. Something nobody else could replace. He had a big place in your heart. But, you and him had dated. you were young and stupid. something happend, you wernt sure what, but you had messed up. You figured he would never want someone like you back. biggest mistake, but somehow you and him stayed the best of friends. He was pure.

 "BzzZZ. BzzZZ" You felt your phone vibrate next to you. You tryed finding it under the covers somewhere, which took like 5 minates. 

Text message from;

 ”Harry :)”

You stop and think for a few seconds, why? Why would he be.. and then you quit your stupid thinking and just hit open.

  “hey little miss. :-)” 

You smile. 

 you dig your fingers into your keyboard on your crappy old phone and reply.

“hey.. 

You hesitated to put your nickname for him in the message, but you did.

 It seemed to fit. As best friends.

“hey cupcake (:”

you send.

Your heart beats, and you get butterflies. You fall back into your bedding, and turn your face into your pillow, smiling. almost right away, he texts back. You were shocked, he never has been this eager to answer you.

“haha(: ..I need to talk to you.”

Your heart dropped, you never like hearing those words. Especially from your best friend.

“Whats wrong?”

You replied. 

Again; a quick response.

” ..Can I visit tomorrow?”

You felt like you were breaking a sweat. You  were scared for yourself, what did you do wrong? You were thinking of the worst. 

“Oh sure!”

 You began nervously biting your shirt, you had a bad hobbit of doing that.

” Okay. Ill see you tomorrow then. bye!”

You close you phone, worried. You figure your never going to fall asleep with this on your mind. But in a snap, you were fast asleep.

~

. You woke up, eyes opened slowing. You were so tired. Yu quickly remebered what today was. Harry was visiting! You didn’t want to meet Harry, or see him, even though at the same time you wanted to. .actually you really wanted to. And you knew inside somewhere you were really exicted. He rarely is serious with you thugh, and you were worrying more then you thought was necessary. He was uppost to be arriving soon, and of course you woke up late. You forgot to set your alarm.  You glanced at the clock, and it read 12:00.

"shIT!"

You sat up in a rush, threw your covers off of you, and nearly fell trying to run to the bathrrom t get yourself ready. You slammed the bathroom door behind you rushing like an animal. But you heard something.