You Are My Best Friend

I ran up to my room, and, slamming the door, threw myself down on my bed, crying. I had no idea why I’d just done what I did. I knew that it was stupid, and any one of my friends would lecture me to no end. But, being friends with Taylor, I knew that...I couldn’t just get together with Harry right after they broke up.

After wallowing in my self-pity for a little bit, I got up, showered, and was feeling better. I took a deep breath, and sent a text.

To: Harry
Hey. Sorry about that. Can we talk over lunch. Pizza?

A few seconds later, I got a reply.

To: Skyler
Sure. When where etc

I exhaled, not realizing I’d been holding my breath. I decided to just see where it went from here, and try not to be too controlling. I looked in my suitcase, trying to find a nice outfit, but not tooo nice. So I pulled on my favorite worn, holey as church jeans, a baby blue shirt, and my white converse. I brushed my hair back and put it in a messy french braid. Then I texted Harry, telling him to meet me at a pizza place I had seen under the Brooklyn bridge.

A few minutes later, I got out of the cab, in front of Grimaldi’s Pizza. I took a deep breath and sat on the steps, waiting for Harry. A few minutes later, he walked up, wearing a dark hat and sunglasses. I smiled, and suddenly, he took my hand and we walked in. “Table for two, please. And, is there anywhere we can sit that isn’t too...public?”, asked Harry, lowering his sunglasses just enough so the waiter could see who it was.

“Oh, yes, right away”, said the waiter. He led us up a flight of stairs to the third floor. The room we sat in had shadowy corners, and it was a little bit warm.

“What will you be drinking today?”, asked the waiter.

“Um, I’ll just take a water”, said Harry.

“Can I have a Coke, please?”, I asked.

When the waiter went to go get the drinks, Harry looked at me for a disconcertingly long time. I looked at my shirt, hoping it wasn’t stained.

“What? Is there something on my face?”, I wondered aloud.

“Oh, no, Skyler. I was actually just thinking out what I was going to say”, Harry said.

Well. As if I wasn’t nervous before. I took a shaky breath.

“Well, what are you going to say, then?”, I asked, teasing.

“I was just trying to think of a more eloquent way of saying that I have liked you for a very long time and didn’t realize it until yesterday. At 9 AM, actually. Also, I was wondering how I could ask if the lovely lady herself might like me just a little bit, too”, he said, his cheeks reddening adorably.

I smiled. “Harry, I kissed you back this morning, didn’t I?”, I said, “I think I might have liked you for a while now too”. Harry smiled so big and leaned over the table to kiss me. I felt him smile the whole time, and just as we were starting to get into it, I heard steps. Harry and I both looked up, blushing that the waiter had caught us. After that, we just ate our pizza and talked.

When we finished, Harry wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said, “Do you want to walk around a bit?”.

So we paid, and then we just walked around, talking.

“So, what are you planning for the break?”, asked Harry.

“Well, I’m obviously gonna go see Gram, and I might go to LA a couple days early to see my family and friends. I used to live there, you know”, I said.

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but my phone ringing cut off his words.

I answered, and an unfamiliar voice started talking.

“Is this Skyler Barnes?”, asked the deep voice.

“Um, yes”, I replied, wondering who it was.

“We have your grandmother here at the Memorial Hospital. She is not doing so good, and requested that you come see her. By the way, I am Dr. Collins”, he said.

“Okay. I’ll get there as soon as I can”, I whispered, shocked. I hung up, and took a breath.

“Everything alright?”, asked Harry, looking concerned.

I took a deep breath determined not to cry, but as soon as I opened my mouth, a sob escaped, and Harry pulled me to him.

“Hey, hey, it's okay. Tell me what’s going on”, he whispered.

“Gram’s in the hospital...and they said she’s not doing so good…”, I couldn’t continue, and I couldn’t hold back anymore, I started crying.

“Shhh, shhh, it's okay. We’ll get back and see what’s going on. Come on, let’s go”, he said. We got a taxi, and rode it back to the hotel. I thanked Harry, and went up to my room. I called the hospital again, and got to talk to Gram.

“Hello? Gram? Are you okay?”, I asked, insanely worried.

“Hi Skyler. I’m fine, these doctors don’t know what they’re doing”, said Gram. A bit of the worry I had been feeling washed away. So Gram was still acting her old self.

“But what did they say you have, what’s wrong?”, I inquired, madly curious.

“I have pneumonia. They’re going to keep me for a couple days more, but they said I should be fine. Honey, you don’t have to leave right now. I know your break is in two days, right? So just come down then. Don’t worry about me”.

“Are you sure? I can leave right now if you want me to!”, I exclaimed.

“I’m sure, Skyler. Have fun!”, she said, and hung up. I sighed. Typical Gram. Then, I heard a knock on the door.

“Knock, knock”, called a voice I recognized as Harry’s.

“Who’s there?”, I answered.

“Harry!”, he said. Oh, Lord. That boy was so silly.

“Harry who?”, I went along with the joke.

“Harry up and open the door!”, he wisecracked.

I got up and opened the door. Damn. With his hair all windblown, it made him look good. Wow.

He asked, “So, how’s your grandmother doing? Is she allright?”.

“She’s not doing so hot, but she said that she’ll get out in two days, and to not worry about coming until then. Which is when the break starts anyway”, I answered.

Harry got a mischievous look on his face. “Do ya want me to come visit you the first week? The second week I’ve got to visit my mum and all, I could stay with ya or even in a hotel somewhere. Whaddaya say?”.

“Harry, you don’t even have to ask. Of course you can stay with us. I’m pretty sure you get tired of practically living in a hotel! And don’t worry, I’m definitely going to be in Rhode Island, but after you leave I’ll probably go to LA and visit some friends”.

I was pretty sure I was rambling, but I was so excited to go home and see my family & friends!

Playlist:
Fearless - Taylor Swift
Home - One Direction (LOVE LOVE LOVE this song :) )

Notes

Hi! Thanks for waiting so long, this chapter was kind of hard to write!
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