Just Friends. [h.s]

1: el toro

"Is it weird that I'm really digging this outfit on me?" Harry says checking himself out in my mirror.

"Yeah I think you should wear my dress to Homecoming, and I'll wear your tux." I laughed.

"Mm you would look so sexy in my tux." He said checking himself out once more then trying to take my dress off.

"I'm stuck." I looked at him with my dress stuck at the top of his head.

"Wow the view looks good." I smirked to myself, looking at Harry struggle. Damn this boy had a great body.

"S! Please help me!" He begged.

"Nah I'm too lazy to get up." I said putting my hands behind my neck, chilling on my bed.

"I'm going to rip it."

"Oh hell no!" I yelled getting up and pulling the dress off his head carefully.

"Thank you love." He kissed my cheek causing me to blush only for him to lick my entire cheek.

"Ew!" I yelled flicking his nose then wiping his saliva off my face.

"You're so cute when you're mad." He said pinching my cheeks.

"Hop off Haz!" I shouted calling him by the nickname I gave him.

He laughed plopping down on my bed. I walked to the other side of my room and then turned.

"El toro bitchacho!" I said making horns with my fingers then charging to Harry, tackling him.

"S! Stella! Stop!" He said through the laughs.

Then his phone rang, and that's when I knew the fun was over.

"Hold on." He said pushing me off of him as he got up.

"Hey babe." He said when he answered the phone. Whenever she calls or is around, I always get put into second place. Fucking Taylor. She's always stealing my only friend.

"Okay see you soon." He said then hung up.

"I guess you're leaving."  I said disappointed.

"Yeah, but I'll see you at school tomorrow, okay?" I nodded.

"Come here." He said with his arms open.

I smiled getting up from my bed and running into his arms.

"Don't leave me mi amigo." I said in a Spanish accent.

"I'm sorry mon amour." He said in a French accent, squeezing me harder.

"Alright I really have to go now, S." He said letting go of the hug. The warmth of his body leaving me.

"Alright have fun, but not too much fun. We don't need another Harry running around here." I joke causing him to roll his eyes.

'You're crazy." He chuckled. "Bye. I love you."

"Love you too."

Then my other half left me the same way he's been leaving me the past month every time we hung out.

-

"Where the hell is he?" I mumbled to myself while sitting in class waiting for Harry to arrive.

The bell rang. Still no sign of him. This fucktard is leaving me alone in class with no one to talk to.

10 minutes after class started, the fucktard walked in.

"Sorry I'm late." He apologized to the teacher who shrugged it off.

"Where were you?" I asked when he sat down next to me.

"I was having breakfast with Taylor at Denny's."