Brianna's POV:
My best friend, Harry, had invited me over to his house to mess around and play games. The moment I walked in through the door, his Dog, Lux, ran up to me and started jumping on my legs.
"Who is it?" Harry called from the kitchen.
"Who do you think, Hazza?" I laughed, shutting the door behind me. A few seconds later, he popped his head round the kitchen door.
"Oh, Bri, hey!" He grinned, walking towards me.
Damn he looked good.
His hair was messy but in a presentable way. He had a silver chain around his neck with a little cross on, he was wearing a tight black T-shirt with black jeans and had green socks on.
"Are you done checking me out?" He smirked teasingly. I tried to look innocent, my cheeks turning a little pink. "I wasn't." I said shyly.
He let it go after a moment and pulled me into a hug. "I've missed you." He mumbled.
"Harry we literally saw each other 2 days ago." I laughed. He just groaned and hugged me tighter, giving me a few butterflies.
I wish he would've known how I felt about him.
"Anyways, I was just cleaning up in the kitchen. SO! What do you wanna do first?" He asked excitedly. He took my hands in his and swung them side to side, making me chuckle and shake my head.
"THE POOL!" I said, laughing.
"Alright, let me go get changed then and I'll meet you back down." He said, before adding, "Last one back to the pool is a rotten egg!"
I quickly pushed past him and raced upstairs, him following quickly behind. "IT'S ON!" He yelled, before I headed into the spare bedroom and shut the door. I quickly went over to the set of draws, searching for the bikini I always kept here. I found it in the middle of the pile and started to strip from my clothes.
Just as I was putting the bottom half on, I heard someone making their way downstairs.
DAMN IT!
I quickly slipped on the bikini bra and grabbed my towel, before opening the door and quickly going downstairs.
As I ran out the back door, I didn't see Harry anywhere. I dropped my towel onto the lounge chair and looked inside.
Was it the dog coming up and down the stairs?
I looked around and went back outside; then I heard someone running up behind me. Before I could turn around, a pair of hands landed on my back and shoved me forward into the pool.
As I screamed, I got a mouth full of water and I quickly kicked my way up to the surface. I choked, gagging up the water and wiping my face. I spun around to see Harry standing there, a sheepish look on his face.
He was in his swimming shorts, with a pair of sunglasses on his face and his hair tied into a man bun.
"Sorrryyy." He said guiltily.
I held my chest, breathing heavily as tears rolled down my face. Sensing my anxiety, Harry quickly jumped in and swam over to me.
"Oh my god, Bri, I'm sorry, it was just a joke." He said, grabbing my arms.
"You idiot." I mumbled, a little smile coming up to my face. I loved seeing his soft side. "I'm. sorry. I just thought it would be funny." He said, pouting. "It's fine Harry, my throat just hurts from almost choking." I said, glaring at him. "I said I'm sorrrryyy." He whined.
"Also, you look beautiful." He said, unexpectedly changing the subject. I put my head down as my cheeks went blood red. "Oh, umm, thank you Hazz." I said shyly.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly leaned in. My eyes flickered up to him, and a smile appeared on my face.
He leaned in fully and finally connected our lips, making me shocked. After a few seconds, he pulled away and my eyes were still wide.
"Um..." Harry said awkwardly.
I got the courage to snap out of it and I grabbed his chin, pulling him back into a kiss. He smiled against my lips and I pulled away.
"Wow." He breathed out. He locked his hands with mine, his breath hitting my nose.
"I didn't know you felt that way." I mumble, glancing up at his gorgeous green eyes.
"I didn't know you felt that way." He smirked.
