With Harry, everything always moved too quickly. It was like everything took place with a blink of an eye. I was never able to truly fully grasp on to an idea before it vanished into the past. I was never able to move at my own pace and was always swept away with Harry's own. But the weirdest thing about it was that I didn't mind.
I never truly minded.
He made my life exciting.
True, life is always full of 'excitement' when you can never truly settle down in one area but Harry brought on a different kind of excitement and fascination. Everything about him was odd to me. He was someone who embodied everything that I could have wanted yet at the same time was someone that I absolutely didn't want. He became so contradicting to me that I, myself, also started to become contradicting. I constantly pushed him away but every time he came back I'd follow. I hated that and I hated that he knew that I was like this and still continued to play along.
I hated that I was googling psychology to figure out my thoughts and emotions.
I also hated that before I googled the psychology behind being attracted to someone that is the opposite of what you should want, I made a pros and cons list. It started off well with pro being that he likes literature and con being that he has anger issues. It started going downhill when I listed 'he's Harry' as a con, but then as a pro.
I groaned in frustration as I plopped down into my bed. Boys are stupid. I should wait until college. Or maybe just not try. At all. Not trying would require less effort. Before I made up my mind on whether or not I'd be completely single for the rest of my life, I quickly erased my search history. Harry is a wizard therefore he could potentially hack my laptop to see that his mind games and spells were somewhat working on me. Also, my mother might check it and make a big deal out of things. I figured that it would be too suspicious to not have anything in my history so I searched images of Sam Claflin and closed my laptop.
I fell asleep thinking of Harry and Sam Claflin's dimples.
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"So..."
"I just want to be friends."
"I was just gonna ask you about the weather but okay..." Harry trailed off.
"Can we list be friends?" I asked as if I was really giving him an option. I just wanted to be polite.
Harry laughed because it's obviously so funny when someone wants to be your friend. "You're really good at dismissing guys who like you. I see what being friends with you has done to Jason."
"What's wrong with Jase and I being friends? It was a mutual decision and he seems fine with it," I asked.
"Sure. The way he looks at you longingly suggests that he just wants to be friends with you."
"Jase does not look at me longingly!"
"Okay, love."
I rolled my eyes. I decided as I was taking a shower this morning that I was going to take control of my life an not let Harry push me around. I also decided to admit to myself that I do have a slight attraction towards Harry but I was not going to let that impact my decision.
I was not going to be some young high school girl who was willing to throw away everything she's ever believed in for a boy that may not even remember her in a year.
"Harry, look. I don't want to be in a relationship right now. I just got out of one that kind of happened suddenly and I don't want the same to happen again. I would rather much be friends with you at the moment."
Harry grinned. "That 'at the moment' made me really hopeful that you might change your mind."
I smiled. "So that means that you're willing to stop pursuing me and just be friends?"
"Okay," Harry said although his tone made me not really trust him.
"Good." I smiled and extended out my hand. "I am very happy and excited to start a friendship with you."
Harry scoffed but I could tell that he wasn't as annoyed as he was pretending to be. Instead of shaking my hand like a normal person, he grabbed it and pulled me closer to him, placing his arm over my shoulder.
He grinned cheekily. "Just so you know, you're gonna find out why I don't have any friends."
I smiled back. "I think I already have."
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This is the start of a beautiful friendship
This could only end well
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