Denial

Chapter 37

Shaila's pov:

"Dan stop!" I laugh, trying to push Dan off me. It is saturday afternoon and I invited Dan over to my house to have lunch with me and watch some movies. We're on my couch, and he is on top of me, tickling me as a punishment for making fun of him earlier.

"Not until you apologize!" he laughs too, as he keeps torturing me.

"I'm sorry!" I say, "please stop!" i plead, even though I can't stop laughing.

"No!" he exclaims, "you have to repeat after me" he says, "Dan i'm sorry for insulting you, you're awesome and I want to be like you"

"Dan" i say trying to control my laughter, "i'm sorry for insulting you, you're awesome"

"And?"

"And i don't want to be like you!" When I say that he begins to tickle me more.

"You have to say it or I won't stop!"

"Dan please!" I beg, and by now i'm on the edge of crying for so much laughter. This only makes Dan laugh more.

"Say it!" he yells.

"And I want to be like you!" I yell.

Finally, Dan stops tickling me, and as soon as he does, the doorbell rings. However, before any of us moves, my mother says she'll open the door. Dan is still on top of me, but instead of tickling me he is staring at me.

"Get off!" I say, laughing, but he shakes his head "no".

"You have to kiss me first" he says, and by the look on his face i can tell he is being serious.

I shake my head "no", "You have to earn my kisses" I joke. "You just attacked me by tickling me, do you seriously think you deserve a kiss?"

He nods, "yes, because I can always tickle you again, you know?" he says, a playful smirk is in his face.

"No please don't!" I plead, and he chuckles slightly.

"Then kiss me" he repeats.

Suddenly, he begins to lean down. My heart begins to race as he comes closer to me, and just when our lips are only an inch apart, my mother calls me.

"Shaila Parker!" she says from the doorway. Dan finally gets off of me and we both get up from the couch. I head to the doorway, and Dan waits for me in the living room.

"What's up m-" before I can finish my sentence, I notice the curly haired boy in front of my doorway, wearing black skinny jeans and a buttoned shirt that shows part of his chest.

"Look who decided to show up!" my mom says excitedly, but I'm far from excited; my heart has beginning to race ten times faster.

Harry smiles at my mother politely, and then his gaze falls on me. Our eyes meet for what seems the thousandth time, and I try to ignore the funny feeling in my stomach. Suddenly, Harry's lips curve up in a beautiful smile. It isn't his usual playful smile; his smile is real.

"Hello Shaila" he greets.

"Hi" is all i manage to say.

Why is he here?

"Come in, Harry" my mother tells him, smiling like a cheshire cat.

Harry thanks her, and he steps into my house. My mother closes the door behind us. "I'll be in the kitchen if you guys need anything" she says, before disappearing into the kitchen. Both me and Harry don't move from where we are, until suddenly, I hear footsteps behind me.

"Shai? Who is it?"

Dan. Oh my god i totally forgot he was here. As soon as Harry hears Dan's voice, his smile fades and he turns his gaze behind me, and I already know Dan is there.