Annabel's Point Of View
Harry wasn't always this cheeky, flirty boy. I remember years ago, back in year 6 or 7, when Harry was just some nerdy little boy who didn't know one thing about getting a girl.
Sometimes I'll think back and dreadfully miss the old him. Not that I don't like him now, but because I wouldn't have these feelings for him. Maybe if we went back in time to the old us things wouldn't be so complicated. For me at least.
It wasn't until year 9 when he hit puberty. And boy did it hit him hard. It seemed like each day he got taller, his body more muscular and fit. It was when he started to attract the girls when I realized I started to fall for him.
Harry has had many girlfriends. But he wasn't exactly considered a heartbreaker. He was always shy around the opposite sex, until he went on X Factor and got in the band. It boosted his confidence majorly, and I found it extremely sexy to be honest.
I wasn't exactly the kind of girl guys fancied. I was a tom boy throughout the younger years, and I was quite ugly. It wasn't until I hit year 9, like Harry, when I changed. I was tired of always being 'one of the guys' so I got a new wardrobe, began wearing some make-up, and even joined the cheer team for a little while.
I spotted a boyfriend here and there, but they weren't anything serious with me still having mixed feelings for Harry. He was extremely protective over me as a best friend should, and even punched the last boy I dated in the face, breaking his nose, for cheating on me. I found it hysterical.
So, putting all my thoughts about the date between Harry and Lyla aside, I was actually excited to be having this sleepover. It reminded me of the old days when Harry and I would spend the night together talking about anything and playing video games until dawn. I knew this night wasn't exactly going to be like that, but it would do.
It was midnight, and none of us were even close to crashing yet. "Hey, we should go out in the treehouse!" Niall exclaimed. He would.
"Niall, it's freezing out." I stated.
"I'll keep you warm," Zayn whispered intending for only me to hear. I let out a chuckle before hitting him lightly in the stomach, causing us to get a weird look from Harry.
"We have blankets!" he said enthusiastically. We all laughed at his kiddish behavior and agreed to go. That treehouse out back brought back so many memories from my childhood, I can't even count them.
We each piled outside, making sure not to make much noise so we didn't wake Anne. Once in the treehouse, we each sat in a circle. It was a rather big space actually. It was meant to hold at least ten people.
I sat between Liam and Zayn with Harry sitting directly across from me, Niall next to him, and Louis and Emily next to Niall. Louis sat with his legs spread out, Emily perched between them. His arms wrapped around her tummy rubbing the back of her hands.
Every once in a while he'd whisper something in her hear causing a giggle to escape her mouth and her face to turn a shade of pink.
It was a relationship like theirs that made me extremely jealous.
"Anyone up for ten truths?" Liam questioned. We all agreed, not really having anything else to do. We each held up all ten fingers and let Liam start.
The point of the game was to just hold up your fingers, and when someone said something, for instance 'I have skinny-dipped' and anyone who has done that, had to put a finger down. The person with the most fingers up in the end wins.
"Hm." Liam thought. "I bawled like a baby while watching The Notebook."
With that; Harry, Emily, Liam, and I each put a finger down.
