My Brother's Best Friend's Friend (ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

"Alright people! Take your places!" Someone yells from behind me. I laugh at myself as I stand in the middle of this complete chaos.

"I thought this was a photo-shoot, not a music video." I laugh.

"I knew if I told you it was, you probably wouldn't have did it." Louis tells me and I just look to the side.

"Alex!" I hear someone call out and when I look behind me, I see Liam, Niall, and Zayn waving their arms in the air. I wave back and they smile.

"Okay sweetheart, are you ready?" A man asks me.

"Yeah but do you want them to pose or what do you want?" I ask.

"Just make me proud," he smiles and I do the same nervously.

After the boys take their places, the music begins in the background and I roll my eyes when I finally realize what song it is. This is a music video for Kiss You? The boys begin to talk and laugh and without them knowing, I begin to snap pictures. The director pauses me and tells them to pose with the instruments behind them. I snap the picture as each of them gives me their best smile and I can't help but notice how good each of them look. Lowering my camera, Harry's eyes meet mine and I smile at him. His eyes slightly widen by my change in mood towards him before smiling back. Liam looks from me to Harry and then back again. Looking away, my lips are still pulled into a smile before going back to taking pictures again.

After taking pictures of them for almost two hours, they change once again and they all come out wearing tuxes. I laugh, but then take my lower lip between my teeth and Harry notices. He smiles and when our eyes connect, he spins around with his arms spread out and I laugh again. We continue the photo shoot and Harry walks up to me, posing for the camera and I take it, the both of us laughing afterwards.

"You're such a dork," I laugh at him.

"A dork you like," Harry jokes and I laugh once more.

"Shut up,"

"Alright, that's a wrap. We'll see you next week to finish the rest." The director says and everyone cheers loudly.

"Come on!" Harry says, grabbing my hand and dragging me with him.

"Harry, I need to return the camera!" I shout, digging my heels into the ground to stop moving but I fail miserably since he is so much stronger and bigger than I am. Laughing, I stumble forward and crash into his hard toned chest. His hands wrap around my wrists, helping me keep my balance still as he smiles. I peer up and meet his green orbs my hazel ones.

"We can return it later." Harry smirks.

We begin to walk up a hill and I feel his hand slide down my arm until my hand is in his. At first I am in shock but then our fingers intertwine and I look down to hide the smile that is creeping onto my lips. It takes only a few minutes until we reach the top and when we do, the sun is setting. My eyes wander across the sky as a bright orange and slight pink cover the sky.

"It's beautiful," I say, not taking my stare from the sky.

"Not as beautiful as you." Harry says looking at me. Heat rises into my cheeks ad they turn a light shade of pink. Harry grabs my right hand and turns me towards him, his free hand tilting my chin up to meet my eyes. Slowly, his gaze travels down to my lips and he slides his pink tongue between his own. I know what he wants because somewhere within me wants it too. With my free hand, I cup his nape and stand on my tiptoes, slightly pulling him down as my lips brush momentarily against the soft skin on his cheek and my eyes flutter shut. My lips travel down to a dangerous spot near his lips and they stay there a bit before pressing down on his skin. I pull away and he smiles, dimples now visible. I bite my lower lip, unable to believe that I just kissed him. Not his lips, but my lips touch his skin.

"Can I ask something?" Harry says, intertwining our other hands and pulling them both up so they are near the sides of the top of our arms.

"Yeah,"

"Do you want to kiss me?"

I stay silent a bit, not knowing what to respond. If I tell him I do, he is going to want to do it. If I say that I don't, he might become upset. What am I suppose to say in a situation like this?

"Umm.." I say and smile nervously. "I don't know."

His orbs bore into mine and he smirks, his shoes suddenly interesting as he keeps our hands like before.

"Why? Do you?" I ask somewhat afraid of his answer.

"You have no idea," he says and I laugh.

"I ummm... Maybe one day." I smile at him.

"Why can't it just be today?" He playfully grins as he jokes around.

"Because," I giggle, not even I can answer the question for my own self. Harry places his hands on my hips, pulling my body to his. My hands slide up his arms before hugging him back, fingers messing with the end of his ringlets above his nape. Warm, full lips press against my neck, making my heart flutter.

"We should go," I whisper. His lips linger against my skin before reluctantly pulling away. Taking one more look, I try to remember this moment. The beautiful sky, Harry's lips presses against the softness of my skin, our hands intertwined, every second.

"Do you want us to drive you home?" Zayn asks, throwing Liam the car keys.

"Yeah, I walked here." I say, slightly embarrassed.

"You could have called," Niall says with a chuckle.

I get it the car, followed by Harry who is followed by Niall. I lean my head against the headrest, shutting my eyes with exhaustion. My face is turned towards the windows as I deeply inhale, sleepiness quickly taking over my body. Hands stay calm in my lap as I slowly begin to doze off until I feel a hand grabs onto mine from below, fingers intertwining with mine. Since he cannot see my face, I allow a smile to take over my lips and he scoots a bit closer, trying to not make it obvious. Without thinking, I place my head on his shoulder. A while later his head gently leans against mine and I smile again.

"Go to sleep," Harry whispers so only I can hear. I snuggle against him and little more as his thumb moves side to side against my soft skin. Harry's smell of his cologne and his touch is the last thing I remember before I fall asleep.

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"Come on Harry, you can't lie to us." Liam says.

"If you tell us the truth, we aren't going to make fun of you. We're going to be proud of you that you finally want to be with someone for a relationship, not just wanting to get into their pants." Zayn says. Wait, what? I am tempted to open my eyes but I don't, afraid that they won't continue to talk and I will not find out who the girl is.

"Okay, maybe I do but she doesn't feel the same way." Harry says, trying to keep his voice low but not a whisper.

"Come on mate. Have you seen the way she looks at you?" Louis asks.

"It's not the way other girls look at me. The way she looks at me... It's like she hates me." Harry says confused.

"I doubt that mate," Niall says.

"If it's true, I won't stop until she's mine." Harry whispers before I end up falling asleep again.