Chapter 6

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What the fuck. Why did he just kiss me and tell me he loves me!?

When we were younger Harry and I kissed once. He was my first kiss, but he hasn't kissed me since. I never liked Harry as more than my best friend. We tell each other 'I love you' all the time, but for me it was always in a like family/friendly sort of way?

I sat on the bed confused while he crawled under the covers. I began to get tired from all the alcohol I consumed and crawled next to harry.

*the next day*

I wake up sweating with arms wrapped around my waist and legs tangled together with my own. As soon as I open my eyes I begin to get a terrible headache. Great I'm hungover. I turn to face Harry sleeping peacefully next to me.

Wait..why is Harry in my bed...???

The events from last night begin to fill my head. They're all pretty fuzzy, but i do remember two things clearly.

1) Harry said he loves me, and I don't think it was meant in a best friend type of way.

2) Harry kissed me.

I'm so confused, why would he do this? We have been friends for so long, why kiss me now?

I decide to get out of bed and take two Advil to try to get rid of this nasty headache. I look at the clock and it's 11am, I jump into a quick shower to try to calm myself down because my head is about to explode with a million thoughts. I can't stop thinking about this kiss and the fact that he said he loves me. 10 minutes later I get out of the shower.

I grad a towel and dry my hair and then dry the rest of my body. I search the bathroom for my brush and quickly comb out the knots in my hair. I hear the sound of the tv from the other room, which tells me harry is awake. Great. I thought maybe I would have a little more time before I had to face him. Does he even remember last night?

I realize that I forgot to bring a change of clothes in the bathroom to change into, so I walk out into the bedroom. Harry is laying on the bed watching the news. I quickly walk over to my suitcase without saying anything to him. I literally have no idea what to even say, like do I bring up what happened? Or wait for him to bring it up.. But what if he doesn't remember?

I grab a pair of shorts and a simple black tank top, I quickly walk into the bathroom. After getting dressed I put on my make up. I decide to only put on mascara today because I'm too tired to put anything else on. I also decide to just let my long blue hair dry naturally today.

I walk up to the bathroom door and slowly walk out. Harry looks up from the tv and smiles at me, I smile back and sit down next to him. We don't speak for a few minutes until harry finally begins to talk.

"Brooklyn what's wrong you're acting weird." Harry asks me

"Nothing Harold I'm perfectly fine." I says while forcing a smile.

He always calls me by my full name at the weirdest times, so I call him Harold when he calls me Brooklyn. It's a weird thing we always end up doing.

"I don't believe you. You're my best friend I think I can tell when you're upset." He chuckles

I sit there for a minute thinking about what I should say to him.

"Umm.. Well.. Last night..lastnightbeforewewenttobedyoukissedmeandtoldmeyouloveme." I say very very quickly. Wow wait to go Brooke.

"I did!" Harry looks completely shocked.

"Yep" I pop the 'p'

I hear him say something under his breath, I think he said "shit"

"I mean you probably only did that because of the alcohol. We were both really drunk.." I start to ramble before Harry cuts me off.

"Brooke shut up." he says to me. Well that was rude.

We sit there in silence for what seems like forever.

"I didn't kiss you because of how much alcohol I drank and I definitely didn't say I love you because I was drunk." Harry finally says to me, he turns towards me on the bed and I look up into his green eyes.

"I kissed you because I wanted to do that for a long time. I have loved you for a while, I didn't want any of this to happen like this. I wanted it to happen at the perfect time, but I guess things aren't going as I planned." He chuckles, I sit there shocked at what he is saying but I stay quiet because I know he still has more to say.

"You're the prettiest girl I have ever met. Everything about you is beautiful. You have the most amazing laugh, you have a gorgeous smile. I love the way your eyes light up when you're happy about something. You're perfect Brooklyn Green and I love you." He finally finishes.

I don't know what to say. I don't know if I feel the same way. I'm shocked by what my best friend just said to me.

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A/N

AAAH!! I'm so sorry for ending the chapter like this. I feel like this chapter was horrible, so I'm sorry if you don't like it!

Sorry if their are errors I didn't have time to edit!

Xoxo

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