I'm in love with my best friend?
Harry, I'm sorry.
He plopped down on his bed again and faced me.
"Tilt your head slightly to the left."
I tilt my head.
"Lick your lips, so they're not all dry." I lick my lips.
Then he reaches out and puts his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Okay, I need you to close your eyes."
"Okay." I said, as I closed my eyes.
"I'm gonna start it off and once you get the hang of it, I want you to proceed, got it?"
"Uh... Yea?" I said, slightly confused.
Then I felt Harry's presence closer to my face. I can smell his cologne on him. Mmm. I could hear my heartbeat beating faster and faster as he got closer to me. Then I feel Harry's breath on me.
"I want you to tell me when you start to feel uncomfortable, okay?" Harry said, still close to me.
"O-okay." I stuttered.
The next thing I know, I feel Harry's lips on mines. Wow. He has super soft lips. I felt an instant shock go throughout my body. This made me very stiff. Harry must've noticed.
"Relax princess." Harry smiled.
I loosened up a bit. He kisses me again. This is even better than kissing my pillow. He slightly opened his mouth. Oh. He is a good kisser. I kiss him back. Then he grips onto my waist tighter. I take it I'm supposed to do something. Why am I here again?
Oh yeah, the tongue thing.
I cautiously stick my tongue out, and somehow he grabs the bottom of it with his tongue and sort of sucks on it. Oh, my, that's nice. His grip tightens again.
I stop for a second because I'm not real sure what to do. But then Harry puts his tongue into my mouth, so I try to mimic what he did to me... and hey, it works!
I think I'm kind of getting the hang of this. And, WOW! It feels really good.
Obviously this is the right way to do it. Harry and I practiced for a while. I never knew learning could be so much fun! Then Harry pulled me even more closer. He pulled away for the kiss. Damn.
"Sit on my lap."
I did as I was told and sat on his lap. I gasped as I felt a hard bulge in his pants.
"Sorry. Couldn't help it." He smirked and smashed his lips into mines.
I kissed him back. I put my hands around his neck and pulled him closer to me. His hands went down from my waist, to my butt. He squeezed it and I gasped.
"Sorry, force of habit."
"It's ok." I smiled and I kissed him. We kissed for a while more and this got into a heated make out session.
"God... You kiss so... Good." Harry mumbled, between kisses. I giggled.
He makes me feel so good. I have never done this before. I could do this all day if I could. This is the best feeling in the world! I moved my hands to his hair and slightly tugged at it.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
"It's okay. I like it." He kissed me again.
He licked my bottom lip wanting entrance. I gladly opened and he immediately explored my mouth. His tongue danced around my mouth. I did the same and explored his mouth too. This felt so good! His soft lips on mines, moving in sync. And his warm tongue in my mouth. Sounds gross, but it feels so good. I could never get enough of it. I tugged more on his hair and this caused him to moan. I smiled in the kiss.
"Fuck." He mumbled. "You're getting me very horny. I think we should stop unless you want me to fuck you." Harry warned.
"Okay then." I said and I gave him one last lingering kiss. I got up from his lap and smiled.
"That was .... Pretty.. Amazing." I blushed.
"Yea, tell me about it. I never thought you could kiss like that, this being your first time and all." He smirked.
"Oh shut up." I said as I sat down next to him. "Thanks for teaching me how to kiss."
"It was my pleasure, princess." He smiled, showing his dimples. I rested my head on his shoulder as he grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. He kissed my forehead. This sent more shock waves in my body. What is this feeling?
"Harry! Mom is calling you!" Gemma said.
"Erm... I should go home now.. " I said picking up my homework on the ground and stuffing it in my backpack.
"But I don't want you to go." Harry whined, making a puppy dog face.
"I have to. I have to go to sleep and get ready for tomorrow's date." Shit. That wasn't supposed to come out.
Harry turned from a puppy dog face to a sad face.
"Oh." he said looking down. I could've sworn I saw a tear fall.
"What's wrong, Harry?" I asked.
"Nothing. You should just go now."He snapped.
"Geesh. Sorry for asking." I scoffed, grabbing my backpack and hanging it over my shoulder. I looked back at Harry and I felt so bad. I couldn't just leave him there. I sighed and walked over to him.
"Please tell me what's wrong." I pleaded.
"You know what's wrong Amy!" He yelled getting up from his bed.
"Harry. Are you seriously still mad about the date tomorrow?!" I asked.
"Yes!"
"Harry, why do you even care if I go on a date?" I said, lowering my voice.
He just stood there quiet.
"I don't want you to get hurt." he said quietly.
"Harry, I can handle this on my own. Why can't you just trust me?"
"I do trust you Amy. It's Zach I don't trust." [THUMP]
"Harry! Moms calling you!" Gemma yelled again.
"I'm gonna go now." I said walking towards his bedroom door. I turned the handle and looked back at Harry.
"Har-" I said.
"Just go." He said, clearly pissed off.
I couldn't help but cry. My best friend was mad at me. I thought he would always be there for me. I guess not this time. I walked out the door and looked back at Harry again.
"I'm sorry." I said as I closed the door.
I ran down the stairs crying. I said goodbye to Anne and Gemma and ran out out the door before they could ask me questions. I walked home thinking about what just happened. How could Harry do this to me? Couldn't he at least be happy for me? But no, he has to go and give me crap. He's making me feel like shit for going on his date. Maybe I shouldn't go. He seemed really heartbroken that I was going on this date. No date should ever come between us. I loved Harry more than Zach. Wait, what? Did I just say that I loved Harry? Oh my god. I did. I did love Harry. I have loved him since elementary school.
I got home and walked inside. I walked up to my room without checking to see if my mom was home. I closed my door and got dressed into my pjs. I jumped on my bed and snuggled under the blankets. I couldn't stop thinking about Harry. I loved him. I closed my eyes and dozed off to sleep.
~ Harry's POV ~
"Harry! Mom is calling you!" Gemma said. Damn. Way to ruin the moment, Gemma!
"Erm. I should go home now.. " she said picking up her homework on the ground and stuffing it in her backpack.
"But I don't want you to go." I whined, making a puppy dog face.
"I have to. I have to go to sleep and get ready for tomorrow's date." My heart sank. Why does she have to go with Zach.
"Oh." I said looking down, trying to cover my sadness.
"What's wrong, Harry?" She asked.
"Nothing. You should just go now."I snapped back. I don't mean to do that. I was just pissed off because of her date tomorrow night.
"Geesh. Sorry for asking." She said grabbing her backpack and hanging it over her shoulder. She sighed and walked over and sat down next to me.
"Please tell me what's wrong." she pleaded.
"You know what's wrong Amy!" I yelled getting up from my bed. I was getting real moody.
"Harry. Are you seriously still mad about the date tomorrow?!"
"Yes!" I yelled.
"Harry, why do you even care if I go in a date?" She said, lowering her voice.
I stood quiet. I didn't answer for a while.
"I don't want you to get hurt." I said quietly, looking down.
"Harry I can handle this on my own. Why can't you just trust me?"
"I do trust you Amy. It's Zach I don't trust." [THUMP]
"Harry! Moms calling you!" Gemma yelled again.
"I'm gonna go now." she said walking towards my bedroom door. She turned the handle and looked back at me.
"Har-"
"Just go." I interrupted. I felt a tear go down my face as she walked out of my room.
"I'm sorry." She said as she closed the door.
I really didn't mean to be like this. I was just mad about her date. I know I shouldn't be mad at her, but my feelings for her were very strong. I guess she didn't feel the same about me. Maybe I should just about forget her. I should've never waited for her. She wouldn't call off the date even for me. It's all clear now. She doesn't love me. I felt a couple more tears go down as I thought about that last sentence.
"Harry! Must I remind you agai-"Gemma said
"Ok! Ok! I'm going! Geesh." I said walking past Gemma, wiping my last few tears.
I walked downstairs and I turned to look at my mom.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Harry why was Amy crying?" She asked worried.
"Um.. I don't know." I said.
"Harry why are you-"
"Mom, can you please just drop it?" I said annoyed.
I didn't want to think about Amy right now, Knowing that she didn't love me back. My mom knew that I loved Amy. She would always tell me that she will love me too. But look where we are now.
"Okay. Um. What was I going to say?" She said to herself." Oh, Tiffany called again. Do you want to call her back or.."
Tiffany is the cheerleader at school who keeps on calling me to go out with her. She was pretty annoying. She wouldn't stop nagging me. That was when me and Amy would hang out. But now she's probably getting her outfit ready for tomorrow's date. Like she gives a fuck about me. Hey. Since she's going out with someone, that doesn't mean I can't.
"You know what? Call her back." I said.
"Uh. You sure Harry?" She asks raising an eyebrow.
"Yes."
She dialed her number and handed the phone to me. I walked up to my room and closed the door. She answered.
"Hey! It's about time you call me back handsome!!" She squealed.
Major turn off. "Hey, want to go out tomorrow?" I asked, slightly sad.
"Omg yes! It's about time you come to your senses."She said. "What time?"
I didn't like her because she would always make fun of Amy. But Amy doesn't give a flying fuck about me.
"I'll pick you up around 8:00." I said.
~ Anne's POV ~
""Harry why was Amy crying?" I asked worried.
"Um.. I don't know." He said, scratching the back of his head.
"Harry why are you-" I ask.
"Mom, can you please just drop it?" He said annoyed. I just dropped it. I didn't want to get him mad.
"Okay. Um. What was I going to say?" I said to myself." Oh, Tiffany called again. Do you want to call her back or.."
Harry would always say to tell her that he's busy. So I was expecting him to say that.
"You know what? Call her back." He said.
That caught me by surprise. Harry never calls her back. She would always be mean to Amy and Harry didn't like that.
"Uh. You sure Harry?" I ask raising an eyebrow.
"Yes." He said.
I dialed the number and handed the phone to Harry. He walked up to his room and closed the door. Harry and Amy must've had a fight or something. This wasn't normal.
"Tilt your head slightly to the left."
I tilt my head.
"Lick your lips, so they're not all dry." I lick my lips.
Then he reaches out and puts his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Okay, I need you to close your eyes."
"Okay." I said, as I closed my eyes.
"I'm gonna start it off and once you get the hang of it, I want you to proceed, got it?"
"Uh... Yea?" I said, slightly confused.
Then I felt Harry's presence closer to my face. I can smell his cologne on him. Mmm. I could hear my heartbeat beating faster and faster as he got closer to me. Then I feel Harry's breath on me.
"I want you to tell me when you start to feel uncomfortable, okay?" Harry said, still close to me.
"O-okay." I stuttered.
The next thing I know, I feel Harry's lips on mines. Wow. He has super soft lips. I felt an instant shock go throughout my body. This made me very stiff. Harry must've noticed.
"Relax princess." Harry smiled.
I loosened up a bit. He kisses me again. This is even better than kissing my pillow. He slightly opened his mouth. Oh. He is a good kisser. I kiss him back. Then he grips onto my waist tighter. I take it I'm supposed to do something. Why am I here again?
Oh yeah, the tongue thing.
I cautiously stick my tongue out, and somehow he grabs the bottom of it with his tongue and sort of sucks on it. Oh, my, that's nice. His grip tightens again.
I stop for a second because I'm not real sure what to do. But then Harry puts his tongue into my mouth, so I try to mimic what he did to me... and hey, it works!
I think I'm kind of getting the hang of this. And, WOW! It feels really good.
Obviously this is the right way to do it. Harry and I practiced for a while. I never knew learning could be so much fun! Then Harry pulled me even more closer. He pulled away for the kiss. Damn.
"Sit on my lap."
I did as I was told and sat on his lap. I gasped as I felt a hard bulge in his pants.
"Sorry. Couldn't help it." He smirked and smashed his lips into mines.
I kissed him back. I put my hands around his neck and pulled him closer to me. His hands went down from my waist, to my butt. He squeezed it and I gasped.
"Sorry, force of habit."
"It's ok." I smiled and I kissed him. We kissed for a while more and this got into a heated make out session.
"God... You kiss so... Good." Harry mumbled, between kisses. I giggled.
He makes me feel so good. I have never done this before. I could do this all day if I could. This is the best feeling in the world! I moved my hands to his hair and slightly tugged at it.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
"It's okay. I like it." He kissed me again.
He licked my bottom lip wanting entrance. I gladly opened and he immediately explored my mouth. His tongue danced around my mouth. I did the same and explored his mouth too. This felt so good! His soft lips on mines, moving in sync. And his warm tongue in my mouth. Sounds gross, but it feels so good. I could never get enough of it. I tugged more on his hair and this caused him to moan. I smiled in the kiss.
"Fuck." He mumbled. "You're getting me very horny. I think we should stop unless you want me to fuck you." Harry warned.
"Okay then." I said and I gave him one last lingering kiss. I got up from his lap and smiled.
"That was .... Pretty.. Amazing." I blushed.
"Yea, tell me about it. I never thought you could kiss like that, this being your first time and all." He smirked.
"Oh shut up." I said as I sat down next to him. "Thanks for teaching me how to kiss."
"It was my pleasure, princess." He smiled, showing his dimples. I rested my head on his shoulder as he grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. He kissed my forehead. This sent more shock waves in my body. What is this feeling?
"Harry! Mom is calling you!" Gemma said.
"Erm... I should go home now.. " I said picking up my homework on the ground and stuffing it in my backpack.
"But I don't want you to go." Harry whined, making a puppy dog face.
"I have to. I have to go to sleep and get ready for tomorrow's date." Shit. That wasn't supposed to come out.
Harry turned from a puppy dog face to a sad face.
"Oh." he said looking down. I could've sworn I saw a tear fall.
"What's wrong, Harry?" I asked.
"Nothing. You should just go now."He snapped.
"Geesh. Sorry for asking." I scoffed, grabbing my backpack and hanging it over my shoulder. I looked back at Harry and I felt so bad. I couldn't just leave him there. I sighed and walked over to him.
"Please tell me what's wrong." I pleaded.
"You know what's wrong Amy!" He yelled getting up from his bed.
"Harry. Are you seriously still mad about the date tomorrow?!" I asked.
"Yes!"
"Harry, why do you even care if I go on a date?" I said, lowering my voice.
He just stood there quiet.
"I don't want you to get hurt." he said quietly.
"Harry, I can handle this on my own. Why can't you just trust me?"
"I do trust you Amy. It's Zach I don't trust." [THUMP]
"Harry! Moms calling you!" Gemma yelled again.
"I'm gonna go now." I said walking towards his bedroom door. I turned the handle and looked back at Harry.
"Har-" I said.
"Just go." He said, clearly pissed off.
I couldn't help but cry. My best friend was mad at me. I thought he would always be there for me. I guess not this time. I walked out the door and looked back at Harry again.
"I'm sorry." I said as I closed the door.
I ran down the stairs crying. I said goodbye to Anne and Gemma and ran out out the door before they could ask me questions. I walked home thinking about what just happened. How could Harry do this to me? Couldn't he at least be happy for me? But no, he has to go and give me crap. He's making me feel like shit for going on his date. Maybe I shouldn't go. He seemed really heartbroken that I was going on this date. No date should ever come between us. I loved Harry more than Zach. Wait, what? Did I just say that I loved Harry? Oh my god. I did. I did love Harry. I have loved him since elementary school.
I got home and walked inside. I walked up to my room without checking to see if my mom was home. I closed my door and got dressed into my pjs. I jumped on my bed and snuggled under the blankets. I couldn't stop thinking about Harry. I loved him. I closed my eyes and dozed off to sleep.
~ Harry's POV ~
"Harry! Mom is calling you!" Gemma said. Damn. Way to ruin the moment, Gemma!
"Erm. I should go home now.. " she said picking up her homework on the ground and stuffing it in her backpack.
"But I don't want you to go." I whined, making a puppy dog face.
"I have to. I have to go to sleep and get ready for tomorrow's date." My heart sank. Why does she have to go with Zach.
"Oh." I said looking down, trying to cover my sadness.
"What's wrong, Harry?" She asked.
"Nothing. You should just go now."I snapped back. I don't mean to do that. I was just pissed off because of her date tomorrow night.
"Geesh. Sorry for asking." She said grabbing her backpack and hanging it over her shoulder. She sighed and walked over and sat down next to me.
"Please tell me what's wrong." she pleaded.
"You know what's wrong Amy!" I yelled getting up from my bed. I was getting real moody.
"Harry. Are you seriously still mad about the date tomorrow?!"
"Yes!" I yelled.
"Harry, why do you even care if I go in a date?" She said, lowering her voice.
I stood quiet. I didn't answer for a while.
"I don't want you to get hurt." I said quietly, looking down.
"Harry I can handle this on my own. Why can't you just trust me?"
"I do trust you Amy. It's Zach I don't trust." [THUMP]
"Harry! Moms calling you!" Gemma yelled again.
"I'm gonna go now." she said walking towards my bedroom door. She turned the handle and looked back at me.
"Har-"
"Just go." I interrupted. I felt a tear go down my face as she walked out of my room.
"I'm sorry." She said as she closed the door.
I really didn't mean to be like this. I was just mad about her date. I know I shouldn't be mad at her, but my feelings for her were very strong. I guess she didn't feel the same about me. Maybe I should just about forget her. I should've never waited for her. She wouldn't call off the date even for me. It's all clear now. She doesn't love me. I felt a couple more tears go down as I thought about that last sentence.
"Harry! Must I remind you agai-"Gemma said
"Ok! Ok! I'm going! Geesh." I said walking past Gemma, wiping my last few tears.
I walked downstairs and I turned to look at my mom.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Harry why was Amy crying?" She asked worried.
"Um.. I don't know." I said.
"Harry why are you-"
"Mom, can you please just drop it?" I said annoyed.
I didn't want to think about Amy right now, Knowing that she didn't love me back. My mom knew that I loved Amy. She would always tell me that she will love me too. But look where we are now.
"Okay. Um. What was I going to say?" She said to herself." Oh, Tiffany called again. Do you want to call her back or.."
Tiffany is the cheerleader at school who keeps on calling me to go out with her. She was pretty annoying. She wouldn't stop nagging me. That was when me and Amy would hang out. But now she's probably getting her outfit ready for tomorrow's date. Like she gives a fuck about me. Hey. Since she's going out with someone, that doesn't mean I can't.
"You know what? Call her back." I said.
"Uh. You sure Harry?" She asks raising an eyebrow.
"Yes."
She dialed her number and handed the phone to me. I walked up to my room and closed the door. She answered.
"Hey! It's about time you call me back handsome!!" She squealed.
Major turn off. "Hey, want to go out tomorrow?" I asked, slightly sad.
"Omg yes! It's about time you come to your senses."She said. "What time?"
I didn't like her because she would always make fun of Amy. But Amy doesn't give a flying fuck about me.
"I'll pick you up around 8:00." I said.
~ Anne's POV ~
""Harry why was Amy crying?" I asked worried.
"Um.. I don't know." He said, scratching the back of his head.
"Harry why are you-" I ask.
"Mom, can you please just drop it?" He said annoyed. I just dropped it. I didn't want to get him mad.
"Okay. Um. What was I going to say?" I said to myself." Oh, Tiffany called again. Do you want to call her back or.."
Harry would always say to tell her that he's busy. So I was expecting him to say that.
"You know what? Call her back." He said.
That caught me by surprise. Harry never calls her back. She would always be mean to Amy and Harry didn't like that.
"Uh. You sure Harry?" I ask raising an eyebrow.
"Yes." He said.
I dialed the number and handed the phone to Harry. He walked up to his room and closed the door. Harry and Amy must've had a fight or something. This wasn't normal.
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