Today was the day I had been dreading for weeks. It was the day I was leaving the town that I had grown up in, the town that I had met my best friend Harry, not that I had a choose to be his friend considering our mothers practically forced us together since they had been best friends since high school, but I wasn't complaining. I don't remember but the first time I saw him was when I came out of the womb, and that isn't exaggerated because I'm being 100% honest. He was literally in the room when I came out, not that he or I remember that moment considering I was literally zero days old and he was a year and two months old.
Our parents tell us that we instantly clicked. We would run off together and go into a world of our own with our teddies and toys. As we got older we still stayed just as close, I told him everything and it was exactly the same for him. Everything from our crushes to our first kisses. When I was about fifteen, things felt.. Different. I looked at Harry differently. I didn't see him as that chubby faced little boy anymore. He has starting to grow into his body, his face becoming more defined and his body becoming more toned. I started finding myself blushing at certain things he would say and before I knew it I realised I had a major crush on my best friend. But I didn't tell him of course, that would ruin everything. So I kept my mouth shut and acted like we normally did. I never thought that a year later at sixteen and Harry seventeen that I would be leaving. After my dad ran off with another lady mum got full custody and realised that her current job just wasn't going to work, she wasn't earning enough money to be a single mum, so we packed our stuff and here we are. Of course when I found out that we were leaving I was more than distraught. The hole in my heart from my father leaving had only just been made and I wasn't ready for this. As soon as my mum told me I ran out of the house, running down the road to the only place I knew would feel comfort, Harry's house. As soon as the house came into view I felt instant relief. Running up to the side of his one story house I tapped on his window, sniffling and wiping away the tears that covered my cheeks. He opened the window, wearing only a pair of boxers, probably because it was about seven o'clock at night.
"Scarlett? What are you doing her?" He asks.
"What's happened?" He says loudly when my face comes into view.
He helps me inside through his window, holding me at arms length by my shoulders and looking at my tear stained face.
"Scarlett what is it, you're scaring me." He says.
"Harry, we are moving away." I say sniffling and I almost burst into tears just at the look of his upset face.
He took me into his embrace and held me until I fell to sleep, my mum eventually realised where I was and took me home, Harry carefully carrying me out to the car, his strong, warm body holding me tight as I silently slept away my pain.
Today was the day. It had been a month since my mum had told me that we would be leaving. I didn't blame her, I know she was trying to do the best for me, but the best thing for me would be to stay here, with Harry not three hours away. I stood outside my child hood house, backpack on my back with Harry standing at my side. My mum sat on the small table on the porch, talking with Anne, Harry's mum. They were both just as sad as me and Harry, they would also be leaving there best friends behind. Anne had insisted that we could borrow some money off her to stay, but mum denied her pleas for help, insisting that this is what we had to do. I turn to look at Harry, taking in his beautiful features. His long, curly brown hair, his green eyes and his adorable dimples. I quickly turn away blushing when he turns to look at me staring at him.
"What am I going to do Scarlett?" He asks, and I turn to look at him.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"At school, you were my only friend." He says.
"Harry you had other friends, what about Jarryd?" I ask.
"True, but none of them were you." He says, causing my heart to beat faster.
I know how only means it because I am his best friend but it still makes me feel fuzzy inside.
"How do you think I feel? I will know no one." I say.
"People will be lining up to be your friend, just don't replace me." He says, pulling me into a tight hug.
"Of course I wouldn't, don't replace me." I say back.
"I promise I won't." He says, letting us go.
Our mums walk towards us, and I am embraced in a hug my Anne, telling me to come visit as much as I'd like and I tell her I will try my best.
I give Harry one last hug and quickly get into the car. I wave goodbye as we drive down the street, wiping away the tears on my face as I watch my best friend slowly drift away.Okay guys hope you like this book! If you do please give it heaps of support by voting and commenting! Thank you xx
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The Best Friend // Harry Styles
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