Remember Me?

Me and Harry knew each other since we were babies. We were bestfriends from Day One. Everything was perfect until something happend. It wasn't so perfect anymore. Harry made a mistake and is asking for another chance. Shall I give it to him? If I do, what will I do when he makes the same mistake? Or I have a something wrong with me?


11. Chapter Ten

Harry’s POV 

“Harry, what if Joey never likes me back?” she turned to her side to look at me. 

I shook my head, “We’re only 10, wait a little.” 

“But what if boys never like me?” I say tears cone to her eyes, “Most of them think I’m weird anyways. They probably think I’m ugly too-”

I wiped a fallen tear off her face, “Hey, hey. You’re beautiful. If a boy doesn’t like you, then they aren’t worth their time.” I wrapped my arms around her. 

“But then none of them will ever be ‘worth my time.’ What if I never get my first kiss?” she cried. 

I pulled out of the hug and looked her dead in the eyes, leaned in and gently brushed my lips against hers, then pulled back, “There. Now you can’t ever say that.” 

She just looked at me, completely dumbfounded then her shocked expression turned into a soft, and loving smile, “Thank you, Curly” 

“Anytime babe,” I winked at her and she laughed, hitting my chest and lying back down on her back. 

And that’s how Ella was my first kiss, and I was hers. 

She liked Niall, not me. I was stupid to think that she would like me., just like I was stupid back then. 
“Oh… you like Niall?” I said sexually, pulling away and trying to hide the hurt. 

She looked almost as shocked as I did, “Uhhmm… yeah.” then her face relaxed, “Yes, Niall. I like Niall.” 

“Oh.” I said, trying to compose myself, “Well we’ll just have to set you two up when we get back home! But that doesn’t interfere with us completing this list!” I said waving the list in her face, making her giggle. 

“You don’t have to set me up with him!” she yelled, lightly tapping me on the chest. 

I smirked cheekily, “Too bad!” and I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder and started spinning. 

“What the fuucccck Curly!” She said, kicking and hitting my back, “Put me down you fucker!” 

I started tickling her sides, which resulted in more kicking and hitting. So I put her down in the grass and lay beside her, both of us looking up at the clouds, “It’s so pretty here.” She sighed.

“Yeah.” I agreed and we continued watching the clouds for a while, laying in silence. 

She turned to her side and faced me. She looked so beautiful, just the perfect way the sun hit her. She just looked perfect, “So,” she spoke, “what are we going to accomplish on that list today?” 

“Well, the first thing that isn’t crossed out is Go to Disney, but I don’t know if we can do that now. But… I know!” An enormous smile came across my face, “We’re making a vlog for You-Tube.”

She bursted out laughing, “Oh my god yes. Let’s do it.” 
We ran back to the house, went straight to his room and pulled open his laptop. 

“Okay, we’ll tell them that we’ll do a vlog everyday for a month?” I asked

She shook her head, “No. A year.” 

“But I’m going to America in a month and a half!” 

She sighed and thought for a moment, “Whenever we’re not together… or not talking. We’ll each do our own and end with a little note to each other, okay?”

“Sounds awesome!” I exclaimed, “let’s record this shit” I said and pressed record. 

“HELLLOOOOOO!” we both yelled into the computer.

“I’m Harry Styles, and this is my best friend-”

“Ella Renforth!” she interrupted, “I can introduce myself, Curly. Thank you very much!” and she stuck her tongue out at me. 

“Oh you’re sooo mature!” we both laughed, “So when we were- like 15- we make this bucket list of things we’d do together. And one of those things was to do a daily vlog!” 

“So every day, the two of us will be on your computer screen for the next year.” She continued

“Acting stupid”

“Answering some questions”

“Doing dares” 

“And just doing plain weird things!” she turned to me, 

“Maybe we should like film the things we do when we like do out bucket list, because that would be cool.”

I gasped, “Yeaah! We’ll definitely do that!” 

“Anyways, we don’t really have anything planned to say or do today so, I’ll just tell you what Harry did for me last night-” I couldn’t help but laugh. Everyone knows this laugh, it’s the weird, squeaky laugh I do when something’s dirty, “Oh you have such a dirty mind, Curly!” she squealed and whacked me on the chest. 

“Oh please, don’t tell me you don’t think dirty things about Niall.” I put my hands up, “Just sayin” 

Her mouth dropped open and her eyes just about popped out, “HARRY!” she whacked me in the chest even harder. 

She continued to tell the story of how I surprised her with tjis trip and the tree with some colorful comments added in by me followed by some friendly- almost unfriendly banter. 

“Okay, now it’s time for us to go!” she said, waving to the camera. 

I waved too, “I’m proud of her. She went a whole like- what? 6? 7 minutes? WITHOUT SWEARING!”

“Oh shut up!” she smiled, “ANYWAYS. Leave your comments, questions and suggestions in the comments below!”

“Thanks for watching!” 

“BYEEEEE!!!!!!!” we both screamed loudly, and once Harry turned off the recording, we both bursted out laughing. 

“Okay, I just need to upload this to Youtube and post the link on Twitter, sounds good?” I asked.

She put two thumbs up, “Sounds great!” 

After a few minutes of editing and revising, I uploaded it then tweeted: 
‘@Harry_Styles: @EllaCarly_Ren Vlogs are the cool thing to do right?’ 
I saw that I got a reply from Ella almost right away,
‘@EllaCarly_Ren: @Harry_Styles why did I agree to this again?’ 

I laughed to myself then thought, how am I going to get Ella to see it’s me. It’s always been me.? 

Just be yourself, Harry. Flirt with her but not enough for her to suspect anything. Or- make her jealous? No. That never works. OH! I could just seduce her… That’s it.I thought to myself. 

I thought that trying to subtly seduce her would be a good idea.
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