"Harry! Oh my goodness, STOP! I. CANT. BREATHE." I laughed and tried to gasp for air. I had met this kid a month ago and he already knew me better then anyone. He also knew that if he wanted to get something out of me, tickling was a good way to brake down my stuborness. He laughed. I loved his laugh... "You know the only way i'll stop tickling you is if you tell me. Yes or no." His face went from smiling to dead serious. I frowned, pushed him off me and went to the kitchen counter. " I just. I dont. Ugh..." Harry asked me to sing in the talent show with him. I ussually dont do duets. Im more solo...So i hadnt decided. And He wouldnt leave the subject alone. "Dammit, Ellie. You've been taking a whole 2 weeks to decide! You ussually know what you want." He looked me straight in the eye. i had to look away. I felt like his eyes could see into my fricken soul. "Not when it comes to you..." i mumbled hoping he didnt hear me. When he asked me for my number at the bakery last month, i thought he was going to ask me out on a date and it would be all super awkward... So i avioded it. Asked him if we could just hang out. We did. Everyday. I've never had a best friend, i've been to afraid to let anyone close to me after what happened to my Mum and Dad... But Harry. He was diffrent....
"Boo, please." he practicly begged. I got goosebumps when he called me by my nickname my family called me... "Why do you want to sing with me anyway? I dont even have that good of a-" He jumped over the counter and put his hand over my mouth. "If you say voice. I swear i'll kill you." I cringed and stumbled back wards. His eyes got big. "Shit. El, im sorry. I. I swear i didnt mean it like that. Damnit." He stared at the ground. I sat down and just staired at him. Why would he say that? I thought. He knows what happened to my parents. What almost happened to me. He looked up and came and sat right in front of me. "Im sorry. I promise it wont happen again." His eyes were filled with regret. "I trust you." I spat out. Did i just say what i think i just said? Yup. Yup, dumbie you did. His eyes lit up. "You, you trust me?" he was like a inch away from my face. I nodded. "Ha-" Before i could finsh he tackled me. "zz." I spat out. Dont know where that came from... I was on the kitchen floor and he was on top of me. My heart sped up. "Hazz? Whats that, boo a nickname for ya best friend who ya trust?" He said in his cheshire accent. I smiled "Yea it is, acutally!" We laughed and he got off me and laid on the floor next to me. We sat in silence for a while. "Boo? You never told me what really happened with your parents. I mean you've given me hints but..." i sighed as he trailed off. You trust him, Ellie. I told myself. Tell him. So i did.
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At First Sight
FanfictionI remember when I first met him. It was a the bakery he worked at and he sang Stevie Wonder. I remember what he wore and what I did. How old we were, what the date was. I know you may think its dumb that I remember this but hey, who forgets they're...
