Match Me

When Kylie breaks up with her best friend Harry, they still wanted to be best friends and decided to meet new people on an online dating site. What happens when they both make anonymous accounts on the same sites but do not tell each other their screen names?


2. White Shirt

*One and a Half Weeks Later*

Kylie's P.O.V.
Harry and I haven't talked to each other since the break up. But it's gotten a little bit better, he's opened his blinds. That's good. Right? Anyway I decided to be the brave one and asked Harry to hang out later there was a pause in response even though I could see him look at the text when I sent it and ignore it. But he said yes. I'm going over to his in fifteen minutes. I applied some more eyeliner, mascara, blush, and eyeshadow and changed into my white v-neck, my ripped red jeans and my black high top converse (I'm a bit of a tom boy). 

I walked out to the terrace and climbed across the thick branch that connected our rooms, we called it our branch. It's been a while since I've done this. 

As I got on to Harry's terrace I saw him getting ready, he took awhile trying to get his hair to perfection. First he shaved making sure to remove every little hair (I hated when he didn't shave), next he applied cologne, put on a white tee and jeans, and finally he spent 10 minutes combing his hair. I found it pretty amusing to watch him prep then when I was about to knock he spotted me. 

Harry's P.O.V.
As I got ready I did all of the things that would make Kylie want me back. I knew she only broke up with me for the best but still. I even covered up the visible tattoos that peeked out from my clothes, she hated those.

I was getting ready when I saw her staring at me on the terrace. My cheeks turned a shade of rosy pink as I opened the door.
"How much did you see?" I asked.
"Enough" she replied as she starred at my messy room. 
"Shall we go downstairs?" I asked nervously as if I've never met her.
"Sure." I opened the door and we went into the backyard. We sat at the tables there on the patio beside the pool.
"So..." She started.
"So... What's new?" I asked trying to start conversation.   
"Not much. I went to a few job interviews today. I have to much free time over the summer" Kylie stated.
"Oh that's cool! Where did you look at?" I questioned and from there our conversation took off. It was still a bit awkward but as we continued talking it became less and less awkward. 

"So are you going to tell me how much you saw this morning?" I asked a final time. 
"Nope" she answered stubbornly. 
"Well then I guess there's only one thing left to do" I stated. A questioning look appeared on her face. I threw her over my shoulder and ran for the pool. "I'm going to ask you one last time, or your going in for a swim. Are you going to tell me?" I asked playfully.
"Never!" She screamed childishly. Harry slipped my shoes from off my feet.
"Ahhh!!!" I yelled and threw her into the pool. She screamed on her way in.

Kylie's P.O.V.
I shrieked when Harry threw me into the pool. As soon as my body hit the water. A wave of memories hit me from his pool. We used to play pirates when we were little and he made me walk the plank/diving board. And one night we got wasted and one of us came up with the genius idea of putting tons of tropical fish in the pool so we could have our own little private ocean. 

When I rose to the surface I only hear Harry's laugh.
"It's not funny!" I called and splashed him, he jumped back. I looked down at my white shirt now transparent white shirt, clearly revealing my hot pink sports bra. I quickly hugged my arms around my chest but then realized that I was only with my best friend and ex boyfriend and became more comfortable. 
"Help me up please!" I asked and held out my hand.
"No way!" He responded. Then he looked into my crystal blue eyes and grabbed my hand. He became memorized by them and I pulled him in to the pool. He quickly arose to the surface and shook his head.
"What was that for?" He asked innocently.
"You know exactly what!" I called back playfully. I giggled. He looked down at his soaking wet shirt and peeled of his body revealing his perfect, TATOO LESS?!??!!??! Abs. 

I looked up into his eyes and he looked into mine.

Harry's P.O.V.
I looked up into her mesmerizing crystal blue eyes and she gazed into mine. I knew what would happen next, but I didn't question it. I pulled Kylie closer to me and pulled my face closer to hers our lips only inches apart. I leaned in.

Kylie's P.O.V.
Harry leaned in closer to me. At least a million thoughts raced through my head I couldn't process all of them. 

What should I do?

Authors note:
You heard her. What should she do?!?!? Comment and tell me what you think!


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