He's my Besfriend

Chapter 4

Bridgett's POV

I woke up to the sound of snoring. I realized Harry was sleeping.

With me.

Shirtless.

I blushed and looked at the time. 5:15 am. I felt warm strong yet gentle arms wrapped around me.

I snuggled into his chest and rested my head on him. He immediately reacted and smiled.

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Harry's POV

I woke up and found Bridgett snuggling into me. I glanced at the clock, it was 9:35am.

I was getting up and I heard a quiet voice. "Harry, stay please. Don't leave me again." I smiled.

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere." I whispered.

She laid her head on my bare chest. Does she know how beautiful she is? I took a look at her features. Her tiny perfect doll nose. Cute little pink full lips. Long eyelashes. Her eyes aren't open but they are a sea blue color with little specks of green. Like Lou. And her smile is the most contagious smile on earth. And her hair is a beautiful blonde that every girl wants. And her petite little body. Her legs are so beautiful that she could be a model. She's so tall and skinny. And she's got the biggest bootay in the history of bootays. I've always bugged her about it. But really,does she know how pretty she is?

"Do you know how beautiful you are?" I whispered. She frowned and opened her eyes.

"I'm not that beautiful Harry."

"You are the most beautiful girl I know."

"Harry you can't say that."

"Why not."

"You have a girlfriend."

I felt guilty. I kinda forgot about her. And she's coming over tomorrow. I got up and walked over to my room.

I pulled on a jack wills hoodie over a tshirt and grey sweatpants. I walked downstairs and saw Lou with his face in his hands while Bridgett was rubbing his back.

"Louis what's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't wanna talk about it." He replied, obviously feeling depressed.

I nodded, Understood. I grabbed a bowl from the cupboards and made some oatmeal.

Bridgett's POV

Man, I felt really bad for Lou. He doesn't deserve this crap. I sighed.

I don't know why Harry acted like that. But I don't know why he said I'm beautiful. He's my brother like friend. It felt so wrong yet right.

I became very interested in my cereal. Harry sat across the table from me. Avoiding eye contact. What did I do?

I got up and put my cereal bowl in the sink and ran upstairs to my room.

I changed into a comfortable outfit. A casual tee and shorts. I didn't bother to put on makeup. I put my hair into a lousy ponytail.

I skipped back downstairs and sat on the sofa.

***

I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Harry. "Yes?"

"Come here." He said.

I followed him into his bedroom. He stared at me for awhile.

"Tell me." He whispered.

I gave him a look that said 'what do you mean?'

"About Lou."

"Harry. That's his business and I'm afraid I can't tell you."

"Fine ill ask him myself."

"Fine by me."

He turned for the door. He stopped. He turned back to me.

"Do you like me?"

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Hey lovies!!! How's it going??

Question for the readers:

Who's your favorite band member of 1D?

Comment "Harold" if you read the authors note ;)

-Livi