"AAH!" Jasmine screamed as Zyan just pushed her into the pool. Everyone has been having the BEST time ever, we have been going out a lot. We have already caught up on what we have been up to. I can't believe all the things One Direction have been through, it was crazy. All the sold out concerts, crazy fans, not being able to do none of the stuff they used to. Sometimes we think they work too hard and not get enough rest.. It was sad considering that they were our friends and we did care about them a lot.. We couldn't even go an hour without being surrounded by beaming lights.. It was sad, sometimes I would get scared and other times I would just get blinded but what I love is that at the end of the day the boys would still love what they do and couldn't ask for anything better.
"Hey gorgeous." I felt warm, soft hands grabbing me by my hips. These hands were familiar. They were Harry's.
I turned around and to no surprise, it was him. I felt my cheeks turn red, every time he would call me 'beautiful', 'gorgeous, 'love'.
He would always greet me like that, and that was the best way to greet a girl. Literally, the best way. It would always send butterflies in my stomach.
"Hey cutie." I responded. He smiled and looked down to his feet.
"What's wrong?" I lifted his head up, and saw him slightly red. Then I knew why he looked down. He looked down to blush.
"aaaaw, you blushed. How cute." I said, he looked right up to me again and smiled. His redness went away already, you know, I've never really made a boy blush. Ever.
"... noooooo." Harry said, with his baby tone. He would always use that to deny what he has done. For an example. When he farts around girls he would use his baby voice and of course girls will melt on the inside and let it go.
"Don't deny it, Haz. I saw you." I poked his chest in a playfully way. He laughed, he was also very ticklish. when we were kids, I would tickle him so he could give me back my barbie doll clothes.
"Fineeee, I was blushing... But it was your fault! You called me a cutie.." And there it was again, his adorable baby voice, I laughed.
"Well, you called me beautiful!"
"No."
"No?"
"I called you gorgeous. Duh." I rolled my eyes. "What?! Why did you roll your eyes? It's true!"
"Mhm, what ever you say."
"Please, not this again..."
"What?"
"You thinking your not beautful when you are."
"weeeeeeeeeell"
"Weeeeeeeell, nothing. You're beautful." I couldn't help but blush, my feelings for him have been growing like crazy. I would always say to myself not to EVER fall in love with my best friend but it was hard not to with Harry. I love how he treats me, how he tells me everything. Yeah, sometimes it's hard because you don't know if he likes you or he's just doing something nice as a best friend. So yeah... It sucks. I was getting upset from my thoughts. My thoughts are my weakness.
"I'm tired." I lied.
"What? You're not going to swim with me?" I looked at him while he started choking on his own words... "I-I mean with me.. A-And the others. You know? They guys and .. Jasmine." He said. He was really weird at times, but I think that was just him trying to act silly around others.
"I was, but now I'm too tired to. Sorry. Maybe next time, alright?" He looked into my eyes, those green/blue eyes drived me insane, for that reason I never liked to look into his eyes. It was like whenever he would look into my eyes I would just melt away like nothing but this time his eyes made me ake, they were worried eyes and then I knew what was coming, the question. The question that I hated. That question that I never answered because there would be no reason for that question but I just knew it was coming.
"Kelly, what's wrong?" There it was. The question "What's wrong".
"Nothing, Harry. I'm fine." And there it was. The answer. The fake answer. The answer that made me a lier.
"C'MON KELLY AND HARRY! JUMP IN ALREADY!" Lou yelled. I didn't want to bother anyone so I said nothing.
"Go, Harry. I'll be fine. I'm just tired." I could tell that he didn't believe me but I knew he didn't want to keep the lads waiting. So he just went for it.
"Ok but call me if you need anything." He said giving me a warm peck in the check sending butterflies down to my stomach.
"..Ok." He smiled at me and I tried my hardest giving him a non-weak smile. I think I did fine, but I knew it wasn't good enough for Harry.
I went inside looking down on the floor. There were square tiles. To try to keep my mind off of things I tried not stepping on the lines. I don't know what was so entertaining about it because I swear I was doing that for the past hour or so. Then I really got tired, so I went to the kitchen and got out a bottle of water to bring upstairs to the room I was sharing with Jasmine.
I got to my room and took a quick shower. Then I was off to bed. Before I could sleep I was thinking about Harry... I couldn't get him off of my mind. I wonder why he treats me like a bestfriend? Why can't he like me? Wait. What am I saying? Of course he doesn't like you, Kelly. You're not beautiful. Even if he does tell you sometimes but that's because it's his job... He is you bestfriend. Bestfriends do that. I don't even know what I was thinking there are WAY more prettier girls than me that want him. There are more girls with better chances, I'm just in friend-zoned with him. Actually, I'm worse. I'm in best friend zone with him. I'm ugly, he wouldn't want an ugly girlfriend and his fans wouldn't want him to be with a girl as ugly as me. I'm fat, I just know I am. I have been for a long time now, I have been thinking about doing that thing that's not very healthy but it will be worth it at the end. I don't see why people would lie to me and say I have 'curves'. I know they're lying through their teeths. I'm just very tired and sick.. I have times where I don't even want to sleep, I just want to roll up in a ball and cry for all of the mistakes I have made. I just need Harry..
Harry's POV
"Nothing Harry, I'm fine" No. She wasn't fine and I wasn't either. She doesn't deserve to be this way.
"C'MON KELLY AND HARRY! JUMP IN ALREADY!" Louis said interupting my thoughts, I didn't want to leave her like this. I knew there was something wrong with her, but what could it be?
"Go, Harry. I'll be fine. I'm just tired." I let her go, but I knew that there was something that was bothering her. I needed to find out what it was. If you were wondering, yes I do have feelings for her. So I try my hardest not to show anything because I don't want the lads to be all over on our relationship... and the fans, they'll freak if they find out anything about me dating someone.
"Ok but call me if you need anything." I said. I wanted to go with her but I didn't want to send her hints about me liking her. It's not that I didn't care but it's only about being afraid. Afriad of what? Getting rejected. It's stupid but it's a big deal for me. I have to make her mine one day. A girl as gorgeous as her will find a guy. Maybe even a guy better than me... I didn't like that thought, but I just knew it was true. London guys might even be a bigger flirt than me.. One day she might even come with a guy she just found and fell in love with. I knew I had to make my move but how?
I'm too afraid.
"..Ok." She said, I knew she was sad. She looked like she wanted to cry it hurt me to see her like this. I just pecked her cheek and ler her go. I didn't want the lads to wait so long for me.. She left and I wanted to get her but I just let her go.
"HERE COMES HAZZA!" I jumped in. Everyone cheered and high fived me. I started swimming with the lads and then something caught my eye. Kelly. I could tell she was trying not to step on the lines of the tile floors. I laughed to myself. She was cute, she was so delicate. Yet so lovable.. I fell in love with my best friend..
