my brother's bestfriend

7

[ H A R R Y ]

I can't believe I'm doing this. I think to myself as I sit on the edge of Crystal's bed. I can tell she's getting frustrated because I'm not saying a word. I mean, I would but I just don't know how to put it.

I decided to tell her how I really feel because of what had happened. I feel like she has at least something for me in her.

I finally snap out of my thoughts and looked back up to her. Her hair's is down and messed up. It's all knotty. She has some dried up drool on the side of her plump lips. She looks adorable.

"Okay, so I felt like I needed to tell you something" I finally say looking at my hands that are rested on my lap.

"Why do you feel like telling me at fucking three in the morning" she snaps. Obviously she's cranky because she's always nice. At least to me..

"Because I don't want anyone else to know" I rush out

"Why can't anyone know?," she sits up leaning her back on the wall behind her.
"And can you stop looking at your hands and just face me." She spits

I look up at her quickly and she smirks

"So, are you gonna tell me?" She asks very impatiently.

"Yeah, " I pause and think about how I can say this " Okay, so I've known you since you were a freshman, yeah?" I start my voice shaking. She nods her head.

"Well, the first day I saw you I thought you were just so beautiful. Anyway," I shake my head sounding like a child. "So I've always had feelings for you, from a little crush to a big one." I chuckle.
"And well, I still like you. And I felt like I should tell you." I rush and look into her eyes.

She has a blank expression on her face. Shit I just look like a fool right now. I begin to worry. Then, she opens her mouth to speak then stops.

"Okay, so if you have liked me for all these years , why haven't you told me sooner?" She questions raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I don't know. I've never had the confidence to do so, but ever since that night.. When we kissed, well that made me feel like I had the need to tell you" I answer taking a curl and pushing it behind my ear.

"Oh" she crosses her arms over her chest looking quite angry.

"I'm sorry," I pause. "F-for making this awkward. I just felt the need to tell you Crystal"

She looks into my eyes, "Well I'm not sure if I can believe that..." She states then looks away

"Why not?" I begin to tap my right foot on the floor rapidly.

"Well think about it harol-"

"It's Harry." I cut her off.

"Yeah what ever," she chuckles then goes back to her serious mode or what ever you wanna call it. " Well just think about it Harry, your reputation.. All the girls you've hurt, saying that they mean the world to you but they don't.. " she looks down at her covers

I begin to get angry.

"So your calling me a player?" I roll my eyes and she looks back up at me, sensing that I'm mad.

"Well, I'm not calling you it exactly.. Just in a nice way"

"Oh yeah okay, you can't fucking put fuckboy in nice words." I raise my voice

"Well believe it or not Harold but you are a fuckboy.. And I don't mess around with them" she says .

What the hell is with her? Fucking calling me Harold..