HARRYS POV
"You tell me first if you felt anything by it." She demands. This was my time to tell her if I like her or if I don't. This was my time to choose; Lacey or Rebecca?
"N-no." I awnser truthfully.
"I didn't feel anything either." She says. We both smile mad at each other until we break into laughter.
"So what now Becca?" I ask her.
"We can start over." She tells me.
"Where do we start over from?" I ask.
"The summer before high school." She states.
"That's perfect." I say.
"It truly is." She says.
"Becca?" I ask.
"Yes Hazza?" She asks back.
"You know I'll always love you even if it is like a brother now. I mean you were my first love." I tell her.
"I was your first?" She asks.
"Yup." I state.
"You were my first too and i'll always love you like a brother even if you don't want me too." She smiles. We laugh a little till I look in her eyes again.
"And one more thing Becca?" I tell her.
"Yes Hazza." She says.
"Your mom would have been so proud of you. I never got the chance to say that. Your amazing." I tell her. A tear escapes her eye.
"Harry that's one of the nicest things anyone has said to me in a long time." She cries.
"Well its true." I say wrapping her in a hug.
"So what now?" She asks.
"Why don't we hang out like we used to." I state.
"Well ok." She agreed.
"I should probably call Lacey." I say.
"Wait why are you calling Lacey?" She asks me.
"Laceys dad died in a car crash today and I was there but she told me to go work things out with you." I tell her.
"Oh my gosh! Her dad died and she is worried about our relationship?" Becca asks.
"Ya she is. She wanted everything to be ok." I tell her.
"Wow she's so amazing. Don't loose her Harry." She tells me.
"I wont." I state.
"Come on." She says as she gets up and pulls my hand with her.
"What?" I ask.
"Were going to do something for her." Becca states.
"What are we doing for her?" I ask.
"It's a surprise." She says as she takes my hand and pulls me out of the house and that was that.
LACEYS POV
I sit there alone on my couch as I cry. The funeral for my dad was monday and I didn't want to face it. I'd rather sit and mope all day.
On other hand I hope Rebecca and Harry work things out. I mean I kind of know they will but I could see them dating now. I set my boyfriend up with my friend. If Harry left me I just might cry myself to sleep every night because not only did I loose my dad, but I lost him. I was snapped out of my thought when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Gloria calls from the kitchen. I hear her walk to the door, open it then came to the room I was in.
"I think these are for you." She says as she placed a bouquet of flowers down on the table infront of me. I smile as I look at the tag, it said,
To: Lacey.
From: Rebecca and Harry.
"We are so sorry about your dad. If you need us call. We worked things out too and are best friends again thanks to you! xx "
I smile at the note. I then flip the note over to see another note. It said,
"P.S I love you -Harry"
I smile as I place the flowers on the mantle. I truly had the a awesome friend and a amazing boyfriend.
AUTHORS NOTE
Ok there you have it he choose Lacey.... *boo* lol I ship Rebecca and harry so hard its scary lol I really don't know why... maybe because I love one of my Guy friends and so does she??? hmmm. But anyway ya he ends up with Lacey.... or does he? muhahaha. You'll have to read to find out! I only have a couple more chapters. That's depressing me. I love this book! I have decided there will be no sequal... but I will start a new book after this.... maybe in like October. I'm so excited for this one and will share the description at the end of this book! anyway love you all and u should follow my instagram... its @oliviaknupp2624 and ill follow u back if you say you read my book! vote fan and comment!
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