Me and Harry stepped closer and closer to each other, until we were only inches away. What I saw in his eyes was what I felt in my heart. I felt his hand grab mine, which had become a protective fist. "Harry," I said quietly. "We can't be a -" "I can't be just friends with you, Laken." He interrupted. And at that moment I almost wanted to cry because I knew I could't be just friends with him either.