Harry:Putting my defenses up, cuz’ I don’t wanna fall in love.
You and Harry had been friend for a long while, and it had never been anything more. Until Harry confessed his love to you.
"Y/N, I have loved from the day we met. I can’t tell you how often you’re on my mind." He said grabbing your hand.
The shock of his confession, make your stomach twist in nervous knots. He loved you, but you didn’t wan him to know that you felt the same.
What if it didn’t work out? You would lose your best friend. So you resorted to what you knew always worked in a situation where you wanted someone to back off…..you acted like a bitch.
"You’re joking right?" You said laughing, knowing he was completely serious.
"Why would I joke about something like this?" He said with confusion spreading across his face.
"Harold you’re like a brother." You lied.
"What’s going on Y/N?!" He said getting more upset.
"What are you talking about?" You asked.
"You would at least pretend to care if, there wasn’t something else to this…" He explained gesturing his hand back and forth between the two of you.
"…Why are you being so cold about this?"
"I-I’m not being cold Harry! I’m jus-" You yelled trailing off.
"YOU JUST WHAT!?" He screamed slamming a fist into the wall.
"I’M BEING SAFE! I’M PROTECTING MYSELF, FROM BEING HURT BY YOU, BY ME……by us." You yelled back.
His face relaxed, like the rest of his body. He came closer and grabbed your face. He kissed you slowly, and sweetly, it made your lips burn, it made your hair stand up on end, and your heart race.
"I would never hurt you." He whispered."
Liam:Never said ‘Yes’ to the right guy.
After three years together your boyfriend finally proposed. You were so excited to tell everyone especially your best friend Liam. He had always been there for you when you and your boyfriend had any problems. He had talked to though everything, and now he wouldn’t have to ever again. Liam came over to you apartment, to hang out and to hear the good news.
"Hey you sounded really excited on the phone, what’s going on?" He said cheerfully.
You couldn’t wait to show off your new ring. You brought the hand you’d been hiding out from behind your back and waved it in front of him. Instead of being happy like you had expected his face ran white and stripped of emotion.
"What’s wrong Payno? I thought you’d be happy for me…" You said looking at your ring.
"No, I-I am, it’s just tha-" He said trying to find the words.
"Just what?" You asked, sitting down, suddenly feeling really sad.
"I thought you were breaking up with him." He said shyly.
"I told you we had gotten into a fight, but we weren’t breaking up." You explained remember the conversation that you had only days before.
He looked really upset, so upset that he might cry.
"You don’t get it do you…" He said squeezing the bridge of his nose.
"Wh-" I started, but he cut me off.
"I care about your feelings more than mine, Y/N…I love you." He said fighting back every tear.
"I love you too Liam, your my best friend." You said.
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