My Bestfriend's Crush (H.S)

Seventeen

"What?"

"I was about to hang up, then I heard you say 'Why me?' And I was just wondering why me what? Is everything okay?" He says. Oh.my.God.

"Uh, yeah I was just saying that because I don't want to do dishes tomorrow." I say awkwardly laughing. He joins in, "Oh, I thought something was up. Okay carry on with your sleep. Goodnight."

"Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Jasmine."

"Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Jasmine."

"I'm not doing this again, night." I let out a laugh before shutting the computer, fully.

"Shit." I say aloud to myself, why do I have to adore him so much? This isn't how it's supposed to be. Your bestfriend likes him. But you are trying to set your bestfriend up with your other bestfriend at the same time. It's okay, everything turns out okay in the end, right?

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I wake up around 11:00 a.m. the next day. Too early in my opinion but I wanted to look nice for Harry. Ugh, why do I try?

I take a quick shower and run a straightener through my hair when it's dry. I end up getting ready just in enough time before I have to actually drive to Harry's. I spray my best smelling perfume, like I always do when I know I'll be seeing him, and head out the door.

I show up about 5 minutes late and Harry was jokingly mad at me for it for 10 minutes. He literally gave me the silent treatment for being 5 minutes late for 10 minutes until I got him to cave by making him laugh. I made the lamest joke ever and he was dying laughing from it, it was really stupid. I thought it was worth a shot and it worked. It was that lame interrupting cow knock knock joke... I know right?

"Okay okay, let's get to work Jasmine. No fucking around." Harry says to me after messing my hair up and running away like an child in an isle of a store we are in. We are getting all the supplies we need for a mini practice volcano that we are making tonight and for the real deal soon. Harry suggested we make a whole practice one so we don't mess up.

"Are you kidding me? You were the one wh-" he turns to me and presses his finger against my lips whispering shhh.

I swat his hand away and roll my eyes as he continues searching the isles for our food. We had gotten the drawing from Zayn the other day who proudly drew us a volcano exactly how we pictured it. I'm carrying it in my hands right now for reference, we have a list of the items we need on the back of the paper.

We finally get all our ingredients after wasting almost an hour of our lives acting like children inside of the store just goofing around with each other. It was actually really fun, but we probably shouldn't have been doing it in the first place. We are going to be graduating high school next year for Petes sake.

Now we are sitting in his kitchen attempting to make the volcano as the drawing shows. We have all our ingredients laid out on the counter in front of us.

"You know, you would look a lot better with a little of this on your nose." Harry says shoving whipped cream on my nose making me gasp and almost fall off the counter we are sitting on. I could have died that son of a bitch.

I regain my balance and grab a dollop of whipped cream and shove it on his laughing face while he's clapping like a seal. He turns his face up, his laughing has now stopped and his mouth is dropped open in shock.

"What?" I taunt, "Can't take a little whipped cream on the face?"

He looks at me and his mouth forms a smile, "Oh I can, as long as you can as well." He grabs the cool cream and wipes it across my cheek making me
gasp again.

Before I know it we are having a full on whipped cream war. We've gotten it all over his kitchen and on our clothes as well and in each other's hair unfortunately. The counter is completely covered in it and so is the very attractive boy in front of me laughing like a maniac of what we've done. I honestly want to just grab him and lick it off his face. Okay that was weird. No Jasmine no.

After we've finally come to an end with the war, main reason being we ran out of whipped cream, we are sitting on his covered counter recalling the moments we just had and laughing.

"I can't believe we just did that." He says letting out another little chuckle.

"I know, sorry about your kitchen, and you're face and just you." I gesture to all of him.

"Hey don't worry about it, I started it. Besides, look at you." He says reaching his hand over into my some spot covered hair and wiping the cream out of a little spot.

"It's no big deal, it was fun. I'll help you clean up."

"Thanks," he replies with a light smile, his eyes boring into mine.

"What?" I ask after a long gaze from him.
He looks down and smiles even wider, his little dimples showing driving me insane.

"What?" I nudge his arm prodding him.
He shakes his head still smiling wide, while still hiding his face.

"Seriously what?" I let a small giggle escape my lips and nudge him once more. This time he lifts his head up showing me the award winning smile and looking at my face.

He trails his eyes down my face from my eyes to my lips sending a tingle through my spine.

"It's just," he says his eyes fully gazing on my lips now making my insides completely jumble, "I missed a spot." He leans forward and crashes his sweet lips into mine.
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