can't admit my feelings (H.S)

chapter 1.

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Val's pov:

"Wake up val. You're mom told me to tell you breakfast is ready." I wake up to the sound of my best friends voice. "Go away harry." I groan. "Jeez, val I've never been more hurt in my life. How dare you say those things to your best friend." Harry acts offended. I hide my fave in my pillow so he won't se me smiling. He's such a dork. Maybe a cute one? I have to admit I've gotten feelings for him over the years but he'll never know that. "Shut up." I say.

"Okay then I guess I'll have to get tickle guns out." Oh no. He knows I hate being tickled. "Okay harry I'm up please don't tickle me." I beg. Harry smiles in return.

"Aw, there's my val." He has know idea what that sentence just did to me.

"What are we having for breakfast?" I ask.

"Pancakes, bacons, eggs, and potatoes." That sounds yummy.

"Okay I need to pee. I'll meet you down there." Harry walks out.

I go in the bathroom and pee. I go downstairs to see my mom eating with Harry and my little sister mya. Of course she's sitting next harry. She adores him and vise versa.

Harry's actually really good with her. He'll make an amzaying dad someday.

"Bal." That's mya saying my name she can't pronounce her v's or R's yet so when she says harry it's hawwy. It's the most cutest thing I've ever heard.

"Hey mya. Breakfast yummy?" I ask sitting on the other side of Harry smelling that similar scent of colone. Oh how I love that smell.

She nods while putting her hands on her tummy.

"Full?" I laugh a little. She nods.

"Me and hawwy play Pattie cake." Harry looks up from his plate. He's been a quiet. That's odd he's never quiet. Seriously I can never get him to shut up.

"Oh uh...sure we'll play in the living room." He takes the little girl out of her highchair.

"Hey val can I speak to you for a sec." My mom ask.

"Sure." I grab my plate and head the kitchen sink.

"What was that all about." My mom says confused.

"I don't know actually." I respond. "Have you told him?" Yes my mom knows about my feelings for Harry. Apparently she can tell whenever I look at him. I didn't denie it. I'm not a very good liar. I look over at harry playing with mya with big smiles on their faces. "No mom I haven't told him yet."

"Why not?" She ask. She's always bugging me telling me that I should tell harry.

"I don't know...because I'm afraid. I'm scared that if I tell him he's gonna look at me differently and won't feel the same way."

"Oh honey, he is not gonna look at you differently. If I didn't know any better I'd say he does like you." I look at my mom confused.

She throws her head to the side. When I do I see harry already looking at me. I blush a little when our eyes make contact. Of course it's from harry looking already looking at me and him being cute and all but he thinks it's just a normal thing. I'm a very shy person. So when people look at me sometimes I blush.

"You're boy crazy I swear." My mom rolls her eyes.

"Mom I am not. He's just....just..." I can't finish my sentence. When I look over at him one more time.

"Beautiful." My mom finishs my sentence.

"Mhmm." I nod and bite my lip while I stare at harry with googling eyes.

"Ah jeez. Anyways I have to run to store. I'd rather not bring mya so could you and harry watch her. You know how she gets."

"Sure." I reply.

"Good. And no more googling eyes at harry."

I just roll my eyes when she walks away. I go to harry and mya.

"Hey harry, mom has to run to the store so she asked us if we could watch mya is that okay with you?"

"Sure, I love this little thing." He picks up mya and squeezes her in a hug. She giggles.

"We play house?" Mya asked.

"Sure we can play house." Harry agrees.

"Bal and hawwy pway mommy and daddy." Of course. We scoot closer together when mya does hand movements motioning for us to get closer.

"Hawwy kiss bal." Uh?

"Why?" I asked nervously.

"Because that's what mommy and daddy do."

"Oh okay." Harry leans in slowing and kisses me on the check. I try to hide me blushing.

"Bal why do you have pink stuff on your cheeks?" Mya questions.

"Uh i don't." I say nervously.

"Aww is little baby val blushing." Harry teases me.

"No, shut up harry."

"Shut up a bad word." Mya points out. Dang it harry.

"Yeah val that's a bad word. You know what you get as a punishment." Oh no.

Before I get to answer Harry's already tickling me and I'm laughing so hard.

"Harry s-top please." I hear Mya's giggles in the background.

"Me next, me next." Mya jumps and Harry starts tickling her too.

And that's how our night went. Harry tickling us until my mom got home and it got late. I walked harry to the front door. Minutes later I got a text from harry.

Harry: goodnight val, sweet dreams.

I responded back with a goodnight. I maybe even blushed a little. I always get a text from harry saying sweet dreams.

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