My Crush, My Bully, My Friend

Harry's POV

Everyone's talking about them. I don't understand. She's been with Niall. Now with- Jared? I don't know anymore! Why can't she be with me? Why not?!?!!

"Hey Harry," she says, j- I mean, Daniel's arm around her shoulders. I answer her with silence. She looks at me confused. She excuses herself from Daniel and walks over to me.

"What wrong, Harry? Don't lie, I can see it written on your face." Se points an accused finger at me. I shrug, still not answering her.

"Harry, please. What's wrong? Did I do something?" I nod my head but remain giving her motion answers. (Shaking, nodding, shrugs)

"what did I do Harry, because I haven't done anything that I would have thou- " she looks at me, FINNALLY getting it. "Oh."

"Harry. You're my friend, you know that, right? You're my BEST friend, as a matter of fact.

"I don't WANNA be your friend. Can't you see? I love you!" I shout to her but I whisper it so no one can hear. She looks at me, pain in her eyes.

"Harry-"

"Don't, bri, just don't. Nothing you can say to make this better. Fine, I'm your friend. But to me, we WERE something, much more." I walk off with that.

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