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

Chapter 12

I am sitting outside near a tree, a book in my hand and the shade covering me from the suns harmful rays. Flipping the page, I cross my leg over the other and lean by back against the tree trunk. The next scene begins to get even more exciting as they fight so I rapidly read, wondering what will happen next. Suddenly, a kiss is placed to my cheek.

"Hey," I smile.

"Whatcha reading?" Harry asks, sitting besides me and wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

"Just a book my cousin gave me," I say, continuing to read on.

"I think it's time for a break," Harry smiles, taking the book from my hands and placing it behind him with the bookmark in my place.

"Wait, I have to find out what's going to happen!" I say, reaching out to grab it but he is faster. He pins me down to the ground, his body hovering over mine and I laugh.

"You can wait a bit," he smiles down at me. I roll my eyes and he leans down, his lips lightly pressing against mine. Wrapping an arm around his neck, I get him into it before flipping us over so that now he is on the bottom and I straddle his waist.

"You can wait a bit," I repeat and he laughs as I grab my book. Opening it, I take out the bookmark but it is rudely taken away.

"Please -"

I press my mouth against Harry's and he shuts up. Our lips begin to move against each others in perfect sync but soon his lips travel down to my jaw and neck. My fingers tangle themselves in his brown curls and my eyes flutter shut, not wanting this to end.

"There's something I need to tell you," I say, lightly pushing Harry so those gorgeous green eyes meet mine again.

"What is it?" Harry asks, slightly worried.

I let out a nervous laugh. "I know this might be weird and all -"

"Just tell me," Harry says.

"I l-"

I wake up from my dream, sitting up and deeply inhaling as though I had held my breath under water. Running my fingers through my hair, I let out a shaky breath and laugh to myself. Out of all the things I could have possibly dreamt of, I dreamt of this? One thing that sticks to my mind is what I was going to stay. What was it? I know it was just a dream but it felt so.. Real. Is that even possible?

I lay down, orbs staring at the celling while I continue to think about that dream. Grabbing my phone from my bedside table, I turn it on the get on my Twitter account. Although I was never really into sites like this, my friends convinced me and I soon became in love with it. I scroll through my feed, frowning when I see how much fun my friends are having in California with the warm, hot sun rays soaking through their skin as they swim in the cool, blue ocean water.

I stop scrolling when I see something that Ella posted.

@EllaMontez<3: @harry_styles how is it hanging out with my best friend? Bet she's a wild one ;)

I clench my hand that does not contain my phone into a fist as I read that. How am I a wild one just by hanging out with him? I click on it and see that there was also a response to her tweet. My heart pounds as I read it and see that it was him who replied.

@Harry_Styles: @EllaMontez<3 it is great! Ha! Sometimes. ;) xx.

I click on his name and it takes me to his page. I read through his tweets and I find out that he is nineteen and that his birthday is February 1. That was something I would have not guessed. I continue to read on, and see a tweet about Jennifer Lawrence. Something rises from within me and I shut my eyes, deeply inhaling. I see other tweets, but most are just responses to his fans and things he just felt like posting. Scrolling, I stop at a particular one, one about Taylor Swift.

@SarahMason: @Harry_Styles I love you and Taylor Swift A LOT!!! I am really happy that you two are together and I just wanted you to know that I support you guys so much! <3

I freeze, my thumb no longer scrolling through on my phone. He's been in a relationship this entire time yet he has been flirting and trying to kiss me? What the hell is that? I clench my jaw, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, I get off my Twitter app and go to my messages, quickly tapping the letters on the touch screen.

To: Harry

Your such an ass, you know that? Wow, and to think that you could have actually been different. You can forget that "date" you wanted because I'm not going. Have fun! t(-.-)

After sending the message, I shut my eyes and turn my head into my pillow, screaming into it. Why is this so complicated? A few minutes later, I feel my phone vibrate and I fumble with it, not knowing what he will say but I try not to care. 'He's just using you, Alex.' I think to myself. 'You're just part of this stupid publicity stunt so that he can have more fans but that's it. You are not going to let him get that satisfaction.'

I open the message and read;

From: Harry

That's what you think, Love. Even if you don't feel like coming, I will find a way to make you. You know you want to spend time with me anyways. xx

I scream once again into my pillow. Why can't he just understand the fact that I DON'T WANT to go with him? How hard could that possibly be?

To: Harry

Obviously you don't know what the word NO means. I DON'T WANT TO GO AND I'M NOT GOING TO!!!!! Leave me the fuck alone already.

Not even wanting to wait for his response, I shut off my screen the place it on my bedside table before falling back asleep.

~ * ~

At school the next day I am attentive as I walk through the hallways, not wanting to bump into Harry at any point but I know that won't be possible. He always seems to find a way to find me. I look around and a pair of green orbs meet mine. Immediately I turn around and walk away but Harry calls me from behind.

"Alex, come on. What happened last night?" Harry asks, walking in front of me.

"Nothing, leave me alone." I reply, trying to not argue.

"No, what was that last night? Why did you call me -"

"Look, I don't want to talk about it. I have to get to class." I walk past him.

"Alex, I need to know what's going on." Harry tells me.

"I don't care!! Leave me alone, please!" I yell.

Finally, he gives up and I walk away before entering class. I try to choke down everything I want to tell him and everything I feel towards him. Why am I feeling this way? Why is it so hard for me to stop thinking about him? And that dream last night... Is that suppose to mean something? I shake my head, trying to convince myself that I am being stupid again.

"Hey!" Ella tells from the back of the class with a wave.

"Hi,"

"What's the matter?" Ella asks.

"Nothing, I don't want to talk about it." I snap and her eyes widen with shock. "I'm sorry, Ell. I didn't mean that."

"It's fine, I get that you're probably feeling stressful." Ella replies and I weakly smile. "How's your project going?"

"What project?"

"That drawing you had to do?" Ella replies in almost a question rather than a statement.

I curse out loud. "Shit! I can't believe I forgot! I just been so caught up with -"

"Harry?"

I choke down all the emotions I am feeling right now before replying, "Yes."

"Alex, I think you should talk to him about what happened with that picture. He needs to explain what happened. You can't just automatically jump to conclusions." Ella tells me.

"But it's not that -"

"Hey, he got beat up for YOU, not anyone else. He obviously have feelings for you and you can't keep denying the fact that he does." Ella tells me.

"Alright, fine."

"Today, after school at three thirty." She says right before the bell for class to begin rings.