The Best Friend // Harry Styles

Chapter Ten

It's Saturday morning, the morning of the party. Harry and I have not spoken this week other than him being a jerk during math class. Maryia has invited Stesha and I over to her house in the afternoon so I thought I may as well just lay in bed for a while. There was a gentle knock on my door and my mum walked in already dressed and ready for the day.
"Are you going somewhere?" I ask, pulling my quilt up to my chin.
"Yeah actually I am." She says, blushing.
"Where are you going?" I ask.
"Um I'm actually going on a lunch date." She says nervously.
"Who with?" I ask.
"Nick from next door." She answers.
"Ohhh well you look really nice, when are you going?" I ask.
"Thanks hunny, I'm about to walk over their now and than we are leaving I was coming in to say goodbye." She says.
"I won't be home tonight remember, I'm going to the party and staying at Maryia's." I say.
"Oh okay, we'll have fun and be safe tonight." She says.
"I will, you have fun too mum!" I say.
She comes over and kisses me on the cheek and says goodbye. I get out of bed and grab a flowy dress to wear before the party. I shower quickly, making sure to wash my hair and shave. There is a knock at the door so I quickly rub my hair so that it is no longer soaking wet and wrap a towel around my body. I rush to the front door and almost drop my towel when I open the door and see Harry standing there.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I say sternly.
"I thought we could, uh talk." He stutters and rocks back on forth.
"Well I don't want to talk, bye." I say closing the door but he stops it with his foot and walks past me into the house.
"There's nothing to talk about so you should just leave." I say closing the front door.
Harry walks to the kitchen and leans against the bench so I follow him and stand across from him.
"Look I know you hate me now but it's for the best that we aren't friends." He says.
"For the best? You were my only friend Harry and you just left me like you did." I say.
"You know why." He says.
"No, I don't!" I shout.
He walks towards me and my breathe hitches. He presses me up against the bench and puts his hand on the bench behind me.
"Does this remind you why?" He says, his lips only inches away from my mouth.
"No." I say, breathing heavily.
"You sure?" He says moving closer.
"Yeah so we kissed but why does that mean we can't be friends." I say, pushing his chest and walking away from him.
"Because I know from that kiss that we can't stay friends, I would need more." He says and I spin around to face him.
"I don't know what you mean." I say sarcastically.
"Give it up Scarlett." He says.
"Why don't you, that kiss meant nothing!" I lie, turning around to walk away from him.
He grabs my arm and spins me around, smashing his lips to mine.