And Only If You Knew *One Direction Fan Fiction*

She never knew life could be so painful. He never thought he would be the reason for her pain.

Her. My best friend. The girl I had grown up with, who yelled at me for riding my bike too fast down the Smilty Hill. The girl who cried for hours when I pushed her in Lake Brull when she was seven. The girl who threw pie in my face on my tenth birthday. The girl who took me to prom when no one else asked her. Who I would do anything for.

Who had no idea that I was, and always had been, hopelessly in love with her. Kennedy.

You may have been thinking that I was going to her apartment now with flowers in my hand, preparing to confess my love to her, to walk right up to her and kiss her right on the lips. As much as I want that, as much as I desire to feel her lips against mine, I can't. Kennedy has a boyfriend. Even if she didn't, I could never tell her of my feelings, because I would rather never have her love, than lose her completely.