StuckLikeHoney
This is a Taylor Swift inspired, Harry Styles best friends to lovers, story.
Synopsis;
I have known him since we were in diapers. He lived next door for most of our lives. We shared in apartment for our years in college.
Then, suddenly I began to realize that maybe, just a tiny little bit, I don't see him as just a best friend. I'm a cliche, trust me, I know. I wish I could go back to a week ago when he was just my best friend who I dared one time to lick a random towel I found on the floor of our school dirty gym. The best friend who followed by said dare, threw up on his own shirt.
The worst part of this all? He's in a relationship with a woman who is just as lovely as he is. Now, he's asking me to approve the ring he plans to use to ask her to marry him and all hope I have died the minute he kneeled down in front of her. My dreams slashed as she said yes. Fast forward, I'm her bridesmaid helping her marry the man of my dreams.
Until, they said, "Speak Now."