Harry Styles Imagines

Best Friend or more?

Jenna's P.O.V.

I was texting Harry. He is my best friend/crush. Now I know what you're thinking that this is the cliche story were the two best friends love each other but are afraid to admit their feelings because their not sure if the other feels the same. Well let me tell you that it's not true as much as I wish and believe me l, even I thought it was like that, In fact I almost confessed my feelings for him today but I'm glad he decided to speak first because if not I would be in serious trouble right now. You know why? No, well I'm gonna tell you. Right now he's preparing the stuff for his date tomorrow. Sadly that girl is not me. I always knew this day will come I just thought I would be prepared. But judging by my state right now I said I wasn't the lightless prepared. I'm currently sitting in my bed looking at an old photo album of me and Harry when we were younger. I was looking through the photos feeling miserable. I wish I could go back to that time when we didn't even knew what love was and we didn't care about it we were just happy with each other. Now he's preparing everything for his perfect date and I'm here feeling miserable. I put the album on the night stand beside my bed and went downstairs. I look in the fridge and found some Ben and Jerry's chocolate ice cream. I took the tub of ice cream and a spoon and went to my room I put on the notebook. I sat down on my bed and started eating the ice cream. I hope this will help me forget Harry for a while I mean this works in movies. The girl cries over the guy then eats ice cream while watching the notebook and bam the next day everything is okay again an the girl is ready to take revenge. Not that I would ever take revenge on Harry. I couldn't concentrate in the movie. Heck I don't even know half of the things that happened. I was only focusing on eating the ice cream and thinking about Harry while crying a bit. It was 11:35 when the movie ended. I put the now empty tub of ice cream in the floor next to the bed. This was supposed to make me feel better! I turned the tv off and grabbed the tub of ice cream and went downstairs to throw it on the trash can. I was making my way upstairs when I heard a knock on the door. I sighed I'm so not in the mood for visitors right now. Besides its almost midnight who comes at this hour to visit. I opened the door to reveal a smiling Harry. Oh you don't know how much I want to throw the door at his face to wipe that pretty smile of off his face.

-Wow you look like shit what happened to you?- he said entering the house.

-Nice to see you too, don't worry I'm fine thanks for asking- I said sarcastically

-Well someone is in a bad mood today-

I just ignored him and went to my room. Maybe he will get the hint that I don't want to be near him anymore and leave. Sadly that was not the case because he followed me. He sat down on my bed and patted the spot next to him. I sat down and he put and arm around my shoulder and started playing with my hair. I like it when he plays with my hair. I feel kind of sad realizing this is probably the last time he's gonna do that because if everything goes right soon he's gonna have a girlfriend and we aren't gonna be spending any more time alone like this.

-Why did you come here this late?-

-What? I can't come to visit my best friend now?- he said sitting next to me

-Well it's kind of late-

-I know but I wanted to spend some time with you-

-I was about to go to sleep-

-Sorry-

-It's ok, so how it's the date thing going?-

-Perfect there's only one thing left to do-

-Oh what's is it?- I said yawning a little I'm getting tired

-Ask the girl to go on a date with me-

-Wow Harry you are such an idiot. I can't believe you spent the whole night preparing everything for a date and you haven't asked her out. What if she says No?-