You sigh, plopping on to your mattress after a long day and a family barbeque. You would think more family and less strangers would be at a family barbeque, but no, it was mostly your parents friends and their kids. The only good part was that Harry was there. He made everything better. He has been your neighbor since you can remember, you two grew up literally feet away from each other. It was weird to think about, especially recently, now that your feelings for him were growing stronger and stronger. It was just hard imagining being in love with the goofy six year old boy who put sand up his nose. You laugh lightly to yourself.
It’s almost pitch black outside by the time you shower and change into comfy pjs, your hair cascading down your shoulders. You pick up a phone to see a message from Harry, you smile before even reading it.
*Open your curtains.*
Suspicious. You scuff your feet along your floor and open your curtains to see Harry standing there, grinning like a madman. Hes holding up a very decorative sign, with a bunch piled behind it.
The first card reads, “Angel, love. You’re my bestfriend, you know that.”
You nod slightly and smile, he throws that card onto his unmade bed and shows you another.
“I think I love you, Angel. I want to be your boyfriend. And your bestfriend.”
You cover your mouth with your hands and bite your lip.
“If you please, darling, be my girlfriend?”
Hes so fucking cheesy, you giggle, putting up two thumbs.
He throws the last card and grabs his phone.
*Can I come over?*
*Of course Harry….I love you.*
*Im coming over. Ive gotta hear you say that in person.*
