Opperation Bf

Brea is your typical teen struggling to balance her love life, friends and school. Sick of Jenifer Hewitt showing off Harry(breas crush) in front of her, Brea and her friends decide to make a plan to get harry to notice her as much more than, the kid down the street. This is called.....Operation Boyfriend


5. Lost and confused

I just lay there for a while, thinking. Maybe I should have listened to Harry. He clearly knew what he did was wrong, was sorry and ready to explain why he left. But then again, if he knew it was so wrong he wouldn't have left now would he? Ugh boys and they say that women are the hard ones to figure out. I'll just forget it happened. Move on, its for the best. 

I grabbed my phone from the side of my bed but before I could even turn it on I heard a tap on my window followed by a snapping twig. Looking out my window with a small can of spray in my hand, I examined my back yard. It was pitch black outside and I could here twigs snapping underneath my window, but still I saw nothing.

'Whos out there? I'm warning you I have a weapon; a large, dangerous weapon.' I paused and looked at my pathetic 50p can of spray, sighing. A hand reached up from the bottom of my window sill. Panicking, closed my eyes and sprayed my 'so kiss me?' at the mysterious person trying to climb into my room. I only feared the worst, the first thing that popped into my head was that it was a deranged serial killer that had escaped from prison.

'Ow ow are you crazy your blinding me' I heard the husky voice say. Hold on a fat flapping gosh darn rooting tooting minute. I knew that voice. Sweet petunias of San Diego!!!! It was harry. I quickly jumped over and helped him in.

'Oh my god im so sorry I didn't know it was you I thought it was...'

'Let me guess a deranged serial killer that had escaped from prison yeah I guess it wasn't as romantic as I thought I would have been.' Romantic? More like scary.

'What do you mean romantic?' I smiled while dabbing his eyes with a damp cloth and moving his hair away from his eyes.

'Yeah I had this whole thing in my head I was gonna climb up to your window and proclaim my undying love you and give you a rose cause i know you like that shit' I laughed as he dried his face. 'So wheres my rose then?' I smirked

'I had to trade it with a small girl for my life; don't laugh that kid was viscous and oddly fond of roses.' Laughing, looked up at him. 'Look Brea I'm sorry about yesterday, it was stupid of me to kiss you and leave. I wanted to stay and carry on kissing you but I had to sort some other things out. But if you don't mind, I'd really like to carry on from where we left off.' He placed his hand on my face and moved closer, I resting my hot face against his cold hand, I tried to resist but I couldn't hold it in any longer. All the love that had been built up over this time burst out of me. I threw the cloth across the room, squished his face between my hands and kissed him with crazy passion,  leaving him on his back, me on top of him and him laughing like an idiot. After the kiss I tried to get up but he pulled me back and wrapped his arms around me, 'no you stay here, I'm not letting you go, I'd be an idiot to let you go'. He squeezed me tighter.

'Your an idiot anyway, if I left you'd just be and idiot with out a girlfriend' I laughed.


'Yeah what did you expect you came up here and kissed me and now im lying on top of you so sorry if I...' He interrupted me with another kiss

'No girlfriend is perfect brea.'

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