My Best friend (Harry Styles fanfic)

My name is Maria Mela, and my best friend is Harry Styles. We look out for each other, and he always protects me from the bullies. There is just one problem, I love him. He is sweet, funny and caring, but he doesn't feel the same way. What happens when he starts dating the new girl, who doesn't care about his feelings, and he starts to push me away. How will I cope without my Hazza?
HARRY'S POV's EVERY SO OFTEN!

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6. Telling her (Harry's POV)

As I walked to Marry's house, I didn't know what to do, I knew I needed to tell her I was going out with Alice, but I was scared, what if my actions caused her to hate me? I knew I couldn't handle it if she walked away from me, but if I left it, and didn't tell her, then I would make the situation worse, when she found out through school gossip. I made the decision there and then that I would tell her the truth. Even if she turned her back on me and never spoke to me.

I knocked on the door, and was surprised that Marry was already ready and pushing her way past me as she stepped out the door. I was surprised, normally she was never ready, I went over early every day so I could get her to move on before we missed the bus.

"What took you so long?" She asked smiling at me, before walking down her driveway.

"Marry. It only 8, we have 10 minutes before the bus." I chuckled a bit, before noticing that she looked different somehow.

"Oh I thought we would walk today." She smiled, "The exercise will be good for us."

I frowned, "You hate exercising."

She turned to look at me, "Yeah, but it's still good for us."

Marry walked off, happy, and I followed behind. I know someone had said something to her, first she cancels our weekly plans, and now this. Why won't she tell me the truth? All thoughts of telling Marry about my date, had left my mind. We arrived at school and I dropped her off at her first class, before leaving her. I counted the hours down, until lunch time, when I'd see her again.

I sat alone at the lunch table, waiting for Marry to turn up, I was sitting alone, as Alice had made a some friends in one of her classes, and they had wanted to spend time with her, I said it was fine, thinking that it would give me time to be alone with Marry.

Finally she turned up smiling.

"Hey Marry, You alright?"

"Hey Hazza, I'm good, where's Alice?"

"Oh she made friends with the school's cheerleaders." I jerked my head to were a bunch of girls were sitting, giggling loudly.

Marry laughed, at my disgusted expression, I never liked the cheerleaders, they were always more bothered about how they looked more than anything else.

"You're going to have to get used to sharing, she's not going to be the unpopular type like me."

I looked at her, as she smiled a sad smile.

"So, what are we going to be doing tonight?" She perked up as she asked. But I knew my face fell, and so did my spirits.

"I don't know, what do you want to do?" I smiled at her.

"Well, how about we go to the park. You could teach me football. Maybe I could be the next Wayne Rooney, and play for Man U."

I laughed at her, and her mention of my fave football team. "I'll do my best to make you that good, but don't hold your breath."

She giggled at me, as we continued lunch exchanging playful banter, and chatting about our latest homework.

Eventually lunch ended, and we both went our separate ways to class. While I was surprised that she wanted me to teach her football, I was glad that we would be spending time together.

Time seemed to pass really slowly for the rest of day. I went to my classes in a bit of a daze. I was quite excited about seeing Marry after school, but I was quickly pulled out of all my thoughts by Alice, who was clicking her fingers in front of my face.

"Hey Harry, are you OK?"

"Oh sorry Alice, I'm just tired."

She smiled sweetly to me, "That's OK. I was just wondering when you wanted to go on this date? I forgot to ask last night." She bit her lip, and I smiled at how cute she was acting.

"Well, I have something on tonight, I always hang out with Marry on a Friday. So how about tomorrow night?"

She frowned, "OK, that's fine. Can I ask yo something?"

I nodded for her to continue.

"Are you and Maria friends or are you a bit more than friends?"

"We're just friend." I told her honestly, "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, no reason. It was just that the girls I was with hanging out earlier, said that you and Maria were more than friends, and that you had a crush on her. I just wanted to know if it was true?"

"I did have a crush on her, but she never felt the same way about me. So we just remained friends."

"OK then. Just please don't get to friendly with her, the girls told me some really horrible stuff about her."

"Like what?"

But before she could respond, the bell rang, and she made a dash to her P.E. class. I would have to ask her about it some other time.

I walked silently to my last class, and sat in the back of the class with my football buddies.

"Hey mate. You OK? You look stressed." Niall asked, in his Irish accent, that made all the girls go weak at the knees.

"Yeah, I'm alright, just tired."

"You still chasing after the school nerd?" Louis asked. He was the oldest of us all.

"She's not a nerd. But yes, I'm still head over heels in love with Marry."

"So what's holding you back? I've seen her, we have history together. It's clear she likes you." Liam asked. I sighed he was definitely the most mature out of all of us, and most of the time he was right.

"She doesn't feel the same way, and besides, it's too late. I already asked the new girl out."

"When did you ask her out?" Zayn asked, as he looked at his reflection in his pocket mirror.

"Last night. I was feeling upset that Marry hadn't rung so I asked Alice out. I think it was a mistake though. Gemma said Marry had rung her, upset that I was paying attention to Alice. I haven't even told her I'm going out with Alice, she's going to hate me when she finds out." I sighed.

"Don't worry Haz. I'm sure she won't hate you. If she loves you like I think she does then she'll understand."

I smiled at their reassuring words. I just hoped they were right.

After the lesson had finished I walked to Marry's locker, and waited for her like usual. Normally she would walk around the corner a few minutes after me, but when 10 minutes had past, and she still wasn't here, I started to get worried. I was just about to ring her up, when I saw her small frame walk towards me. I could instantly tell she'd been crying, and ran up to her, worried.

"Marry, are you OK?" I grabbed her shoulders, but she shook out of my grasp.

"Get away from me!" She spat, trying to hold back the tears.

"Marry?" Her words were painfully, and I immediately wanted to hurt the person who had caused her to be like this. I watched as she walked to her locker, pulled and her bags and went to walk away. She paused and turned to me. "Were you ever going to tell me?" She asked. I was confused, but I was convinced I knew what she was talking about, and I could fell the tears coming to my eyes.

"W...what are you talking about?"

"YOU KNOW WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!" She screamed at me, and I instantly wished that we could go back in time. I looked at her and realized she was crying. "Your girlfriend told me everything. Were you going to tell me? or was I just going to be the last to find out? WE'RE MEANT TO BE BEST FRIENDS."

"Marry, we are friends. I...I was scared to tell you, and she isn't my girlfriend. I asked her out on a date, it was a moment of weakness, and I swear if I could turn back the clock then I would never have asked her. Please Marry, you're my best friend."

She looked at me, with disgust. "Well, you better look for a new best friend." She turned on her heels and walked away, leaving me alone. I couldn't handle the rejection, so I ran home. locked myself in my room and cried myself to sleep. I had lost my chance to be happy and my best friend, and all because I was too stupid, too greedy and too scared to admit the truth.

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