More Than Friends ( a harry styles fanfic)

chapter one

Alex's POV

"this sucks" i said quietly as I laid on my bed. i dont know why Harry just HAD to be so freaking perfect sometimes. his curly brown hair and emerald green eyes. i started to like him in the fifth grade. which apparently had to be right before he began to like Adison. Harry and I were so close that I could tell him anything. We had that type of friendship where people would literally ask if we were dating. which Harry would just laugh and shake his head. of coarse my face got beat red and i quickly shouted

"no no no!!"

unfortunately for me, Harry and i never got together. but not every dream comes true. well what are you gonna do right? you cant always control what happens especially when it comes to love. i mean as much as i love Harry as not only a friend, i dont want to get in the way of his perfect relationship with Adison. only one problem though, how perfect can it really be? things between them are almost too good it seems. it's like one of those relationships you see on the internet or in movies. and honestly, that never actually happens. i know there has to be something going on. now i just sound like im really jealous and i want them to break up. i dont want that to happen its just theres something off about the two of them.

i just gotta figure out how to tell Harry. I'll just wait until i have proof i guess.

****next day****

oh no. oh freaking no!!!!!!!! i found something out that i feel i shouldnt have!!

{a/n: big news guys!! be prepared!}

Adison just kissed James Calbridge..........

i did what i should have, and took a picture. (not everyone is gonna take your word for this kind of stuff), you know for proof and all.

i stuffed my i phone 5 into my bag and ran back to my flat as fast as i could. i yanked my keysout of my bag and quickly unlocked the door. with out any hesitation, i called Harry........ no answer. ugh that little fuck. i dialed his number again and again, no answer. wtf is he even doing? oh well maybe later. i walked up into my bedroom and threw my stuff on my bed. this has been an interesting day. im not even sure what i am supposed to say at this point.

Harry's POV

oh shit! two missed calls from Alex! i would try to call her back but it's 3am. ive been out with Louis all night. i guess i should have checked my phone more often. im actually quite surprised that Adison hasnt called or texted me all night. hmm wonder what she's been up to.

i think right now is a pretty good time for a shower. hmm yep, it is.

after my shower, i grabbed a new pair of underwear and some pajama pants. i put the volume back on my phone and placed it on my bed side table. i kind of wish Adison was here but unfortunately its a lttle too late to call her over. i removed the covers from the bed and placed them over my body. i laid my head on the pillowe and swiftly drifted off to sleep. i wont lie i was still quite buzzed from my time with Louis but im sure it wont be too much when i wake. maybe tonight i wont dream about Alex for the fifth time this week. oh well it is what it is.

{a/n: see what i did there? lol}

i finally fell asleep. yeah i guess im still not done dreaming about Alex.................. hmm....

****dream begins****

I walked down a dark alley, I would say it was about midnight. I kept turning around, but there was nothing there. I kept walking. it was quite the alley if you ask me. any way, as I walked I kept seeing a flyer that read; 'tonight! a girl like no other, will choose one lucky lad to be hers forever'. under the words was a picture of Alex. she looked absolutely beautiful. her normally pin straight hair was curled and she had more make up on than usual. I took the flyer and ran to the location printed at the bottom of the page. as I neared the address I slowed down as I saw cars lined up from blocks away. I looked at her picture once more and I saw just then, the sadness in her expression. I raced through the door and busted through the entrance to the auditorium oddly placed in the small building somehow. I saw her standing uncomfortably on the stage. I don't know why but I felt so protective of her now as I neared the stage. I stormed up the small steps and ran to her side.