A/N: Hello!!!! Yes this story is back! Sorry I had to remove it off of Movellas for a little while because I was having issues with it on the app and it made me frustrated. I’ll be uploading each of the chapters on my computer so hopefully the chapters will show up fine on the app but if it doesn’t I’m just going to have to deal with it. If one of the chapters is not showing up on the app then I apologize, I tried to fix the issue when I posted it before but it wasn’t working. Please read the chapter online if it’s not showing up on the app to make life a whole lot easier. This is the same story I posted the last time so I hope you all enjoy it :)
"Harry!" I exclaimed as I run into his arms.
People around us at the airport stare at me but I don't care! They should know that I'm happy to see my best friend, who is finally home from his vacation. A smile pulls at the side of Harry's mouth as he set his bags down, leaving his arms empty with room to embrace me. I immediately relax when his arms wrap around me, pulling me into him. His hugs are always so warm, comforting, and amazing. It feels like forever since I last felt them.
"Lainey! I missed you so much," he whispered against my white knit beanie that is loosely placed upon my head.
"I missed you more," I giggled.
"Impossible," he replied back with a slight laugh and buries his face into the crook of my neck.
I sigh continently as I relax in my best friend's warm arms. Harry is just getting back from a long week vacation in England visiting his grandparents. Now, he's back home with me in New Jersey for Christmas. I forgot how much I missed him; his is personality, his scent, his voice...everything. Even the annoying things about him I missed. I smile into his shoulder, taking in the fresh scent of his cologne one last time and reluctantly pull away.
"You ready to go?" I asked him.
"Yeah," he replied as he picks up his bags.
I step back a few inches, allowing him to comfortably grab his things. Once we got outside to my car, I help him put his bags in the trunk and soon we were off. It feels great to finally have my best friend to be home again. Even though he was gone for a week, it feels like he was gone for years. I thought a week was never going to come.
"So, how was it in Holmes Chapel?" I asked him.
"Boring as usual," he sighed. "But at least I got to see my grandparents again,"
I smile and nod but focus on my driving. It's mid-December and there is snow on the ground, making it very slippery and difficult to drive. I always hate driving in the snow because I'm afraid of driving over ice and crashing. The same thing happened to my dad when I was little, which is how he died, so I do not want the same thing to happen to me. The drive was silent for a few minutes, and I watch as the trees lining the interstate blow in the wind. I continue to drive carefully but suddenly the car starts to drift on the side of the road making me gasp.
I pull back over onto the road and continue driving. God that almost gave me a heart attack!
"Want me to take over the wheel?" Harry asked.
"Nah, I'm good," I replied with a smile.
"I'm sure," I exclaimed once more.
He's always concerned about my safety. I mean, it's his job because he's my best friend. My stubbornness just amuses him. It always has. Harry laughs and I jokingly roll my eyes as I continue to pay close attention to the road.
"Well, you definitely haven't changed," he said. "You're still the Alaina Marie I know,"
I glance over at him and shiver, though it wasn't from the cold. Nobody know this but, I've always had a tiny schoolgirl crush on Harry. You see, we've been best friends ever since we were born and we've been inseparable ever since. We were born a week apart; he was born the 1st of February and I was born on the 8th. It's crazy because our mothers unexpectedly got pregnant with us at the same time and they thought we were going to born on the same day but we weren't. Harry teases me sometimes about me being a week younger but it doesn't offend me because Harry's jokes are funny and sometimes a little cheesy.
Everything about Harry is perfect; he has great looks and a goofy personality who is always so polite and honest to everyone. Barely anyone talks shit about him because he's always been well liked by everyone ever since we were little. But that is not all. He's also a mommy's boy, which I tend to tease him about sometimes when he doesn't like to admit it. Anne and Harry always been really close and had a great relationship. He worries about her a lot and he's never able to get through the day without making sure that she's okay.
He also takes care of her whenever she's stressed or had a bad day at work and he'll always give her a hug telling her that everything will be all right. He's her little boy and her best friend. I wish I had a relationship like that with my mom but she's barely home because she works a lot to support us and she's always tired most of the time when she has off. But at least I have Anne to go to if I ever need an adult to talk to.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," I said and playfully roll my eyes.
"Don't lie to me, you probably didn't miss me at all," he joked.
"No, I was so happy you were gone. It felt like I didn't even know you," I play back.
He laughs and lightly nudges my arm. Unknowingly, both of us sigh quietly, not wanting each other to hear. Having a crush on your best friend since you were in diapers is not easy. He doesn't know I have a crush on him because I know for sure he's going to tell me, 'Oh I don't like you like that' or 'I only like you as a friend'. It would really hurt my feelings if he said that, but I don't want to have a relationship like that with him at the same time because it may feel a little awkward, you know.
And also not to mention, relationships do not last; friendship does. Harry is not only my best friend, he's the only person I could go crying my eyes out to and he'll just hold me tight, telling me that everything will be okay. When I would get done crying, he would sit down with me and he will listen to all of my issues. He knows all my secrets.....well except for one, which is what I explained.
I'm not afraid to tell him anything, but telling him that I have a crush on him might make him not want to be my friend anymore, which I don't want to happen. I can't imagine what I'd do without Harry. When we finally arrived at his house, I notice that my mom is also here. She and Anne always find the time to see each other. They've been best friends since they were 10 and they did almost everything together just like Harry and I. Even though they're adults, they still act like they're 10, in a good way though.
"So glad my mum didn't host a welcome home party for me," Harry said as we get out of the car.
"Why?" I asked.
"I don't know, it's not like I'm coming home from college or something," he replied as we go inside.
I laugh a little and follow him into the kitchen where my mom and Anne are.
"I'm home," he said as he goes to give his mom a hug.
"I was just about to call you," Anne said as she hugs him.
I go over to greet my mom and then I happily turn around to hang up my coat on "my" hook behind her. I've jokingly taken over parts of Harry's house a few years ago. I always visit him at least three times a week. When I'm not at his house, he's at mine. We're so inseparable. My mom and Anne tell everyone that they knew all our lives. I know that may sound kind of weird but really, it isn't. Ever since we were in 6th grade, there were rumors that Harry and I were dating but sadly we're not.
My friends always tell me that he's in love with me, but I don't believe it. Harry can't be in love with me. He's like a cousin to me and it would be super awkward. I mean we might be the cutest couple in the school if we were together but I would just be uncomfortable being in that kind of a relationship. I may have a crush on him but still. After Harry talks about his time in Holmes Chapel, the doorbell rings and Harry gets up from the counter to answer the door.
"Harry!" I hear Louis shout with excitement from the front door after Harry opened it.
Oh god. Here we go. Ever since Harry was gone, Louis was quiet the whole time. He's always loud around him and its funny, even though it gives everyone a headache sometimes. Harry and Louis have been best friends since they played soccer together when he was in 6th grade and Louis was in 8th grade. Every weekend when Harry would come over to my house, he would end up bringing Louis along with him and Louis' racket would echo through my whole entire house. He's literally that loud. Sometimes, he can be funny but most of the time he can get so annoying that we literally have to tell him to shut up.
I hear Harry and Louis talk a little bit and then they come walking into the kitchen with Niall, along with my other best friends, Bailey and her twin sister Lauren. I haven't seen them since we got out for Christmas vacation. I literally go over to give them a hug and greet Louis and Niall just for the fun of it. Then, we all go down to the basement so we can let Anne and my mom have their time, even though they always do. Once we got down there, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket so I take it out to see that I got a text from my friend Becky.
Hey! Where are you guys?
Just then, I feel strong arms on my shoulders. I turn around and I find Louis standing there with a cute smile on his face. Not going to lie, even though he's loud and weird, in a good way, I still find him attractive. He just has that beautiful smile that always brightens up everyone's day no matter how they're feeling and always loves to make people laugh.
"Hello other best friend," Louis said.
"Hello Louis," I smiled.
"Who are you texting? You usually never have your nose in that phone like Harry," he asked.
"Heeyy!" Harry playfully pouted and punches Louis' arm.
I laugh and go back to texting Becky since I have nothing else to do. Being best friends with boys is fun.... most of the time, but I need girls to talk to as well. A few minutes later, I notice Louis looking over my shoulder and I try to hide what I'm texting but he keeps leaning in closer like he always does just to annoy me.
"Is there something that you don't want me to see, Alaina?" he asked.
"I'm texting," I replied.
"Pfft! That little slag," he said while shaking his head slowly.
I look at him with a shocked look on my face.
"I was kidding," he said with his hands up in defense.
"You better be," I said and go back to texting her.
"Where is Beckers anyway?" Louis asked.
Beckers is her nickname from him and we have no idea where he came up with it. Louis is just Louis. He comes up with the weirdest things but he's still a good friend that never fails to make you smile when you're down.
"Don't know. At home I guess," I said.
"Invite her over. I haven't seen her in so long," Bailey said.
"We've only been out of school for a few days," Lauren exclaimed.
"I know but still," she sighed and lays her head on Niall's shoulder.
I sigh and begin to invite Becky over but a few seconds later, I hear the basement door slam shut and footsteps coming down the stairs. I turn my head and I find Becky coming over to us. How did she get here so quick? I guess she was out somewhere when I was texting her and she wasn't far.
"Hey, hey, hey!" she sang happily and gives a flirty glance at Louis. "Louis,"
"Beckers," he smirked and literally pulls her in for a hug.
I look over at Harry and we make fake gagging noises just to annoy them. They flirt constantly but they're not even dating because they claim that they don't like each other like that. But we know that they both have feelings for each other, even though they don't want to admit it. Once Becky and Louis release from their long hug, Becky comes over to sit down next to me. She's been my best friend since forever too. She was new to our school in Kindergarten and one day she fell down on the playground, scraping her knees. Everybody laughed at her except for me and Harry and we took her down to the nurse's office. The 3 of us have been best friends ever since.
"So, what have you been doing for the past few days?" Niall asked her.
"Oh I was just hanging out with Kendall," she replied.
"Kendall?" I asked all confused.
I never remembered her hanging out with a Kendall. I guess she just met her somewhere at the store at the mall and they hung out. But that's not surprising because she's more socially active than any of us. She's that type of girl that loves to meet new people.
"Yeah, she just moved here on the day we got out for break. She starts when we go back to school after break. I was hanging with her for the past few days. She's really cool," she exclaimed.
"Well then! Ditch us for new friends," Louis joked.
"Shut up," she laughed and playfully nudges him.
We spend the rest of the evening listening to Becky talking about Kendall. I have to admit that this girl sounds cool and I can't wait to meet her. But after five minutes of her talking about her, it starts to get a little annoying. With Becky and Kendall and I haven't even met the girl yet. It's Saturday and we have until January 2nd until we go back to school and until the rest of us get to meet Kendall. Kill me. After we had dinner, my mom went home and then we go back downstairs into the basement to watch some TV for a while and now we're getting ready for bed. Anne usually doesn't let all of us sleep over here but tonight she is.
We're all in the basement since it has more room than it does up in Harry's room. Thankfully I don't have to return home to my mom and my uncle. Well, my mom is fine; it's just my uncle. Ever since my uncle lost his house because he didn't pay his bills, he had to move in with us. It's crazy because on the weekends he gets drunk when he doesn't have to go to work and he doesn't get in trouble for being hung over. Which of course it gets really bad. He doesn't just sleep and make a mess in my house. He abuses me. It went from once a month, to once a week to every day.
A few months ago, he pushed me down the basement stairs and I had to go to the hospital. I got a concussion and when the doctors asked him how it happened, he said I just fell down the stairs, but he didn't say that he pushed me. I don't even know how anyone even believed him because he's a terrible liar. I haven't told anyone that he does this to me because I've been afraid to. No one knows, especially Harry.
I tell him everything but I just can't tell him about this because I know how protective he gets and if I tell him, he could say something to my uncle and may get hurt as well and I'm also afraid he might tell Anne. She may be a second mom to me, but if told her and not to tell anyone, she'll just tell my mom anyway and then my mom will get upset with me. Either way, I'd be screwed or maybe dead. Once we all got changed for bed, we go back downstairs and Louis literally goes running down the basement stairs like he's in a running marathon.
"I call the blow-up mattress," he exclaimed and literally hops on the mattress.
I was hoping that he was going to pop it but he doesn't, which I don't know how that's even possible.
"You always get the blow-up," Niall complained.
"Are my sheets there? Then its mine," Louis said and covers himself up with his Power Rangers blanket. He's such a child.
"Fine, I guess I sleep on the couch again," he sighed and puts his pillow on the couch.
"Louis," Becky said while batting her long eyelashes. "Mind if I sleep with you?"
"Sure, come here," Louis said and makes room for her on the mattress.
I hear Lauren sigh and then she goes over to the twin mattress with Bailey and I look around realizing that there are no more spots left. It suddenly goes awkwardly quiet for a moment and I start to feel embarrassed just holding my pillow. I feel like a girl at an all girls sleepover and everyone has excluded me.
"What?" I asked when I notice that everyone is staring at me.
"What, what?" Niall asked all confused with an idiotic look on his face.
"Where am I supposed to sleep?" I asked.
They look around the room and then stop over on the pullout bed where Harry is sleeping.
"I guess you're stuck with Harry," Louis said.
I look over at Harry and he's sitting on the pullout in just his boxers, which I know he's going to take off when he gets under the covers. Yes, he sleeps naked which I shouldn't know about but since he's my best friend I know everything about him. And it's going to be so awkward sleeping in the same bed as him, especially when he's naked! We used to sleep in the same bed together but that was when we were 5 and WAY before I started liking him.
"Come on Lainey! Don't make me come over there and drag you over," Harry teased.
Come on Alaina! You can do this. You can do this. No I can't do this. He's shirtless in his boxers. God this is going to be torture. Harry makes room for me on the bed and pats my spot signaling for me to join him. I sigh and slowly make my way over to the bed. I feel my hand brush against his and I feel butterflies flutter in my stomach. Shit! This is going to be a long night.
"Turn the light off. I need my beauty sleep," Louis said as he puts his face under his pillow.
"You and your beauty sleep, Louis!" Harry said jokingly and turns off the light.
It suddenly goes quiet and then I notice that everyone has fallen asleep but me. I'm usually the first ones to fall asleep but not this time. I get comfortable under the covers and just as I close my eyes, I feel Harry nudge me.
"Lainey, you awake?" he whispered.
"Yeah," I whispered.
"Erm...can you...can you cuddle with me?" he asked.
What? Did he just ask me to cuddle with him? He's never asked me that before. But I'm not going to pass it up. My crush wants to cuddle with me. I want to cuddle with him, but I'm afraid about what the rest would think if they wake up finding Harry and I cuddling together. But I shouldn't worry about what they think because it's not like Harry and I are having sex or something.
"Okay fine. And you better not be naked," I sighed.
"I'm not. I only sleep naked in the summer, remember?" he asked laughing slightly.
I move closer to him, so close that our bodies are almost touching. He doesn't even pull back. Instead, he hangs his arm over my waist, pulling me closer. I never noticed how comfortable his arms are. And not to mention he's smells good. Part of it is his natural scent and the other part of it is his cologne, which I never knew he put on. I nuzzle my head into his chest, getting comfortable and then he kisses the top of my head. I hear his breathing start to get slow making me realize that he's falling asleep. So I just lay there and once my eyes start to get heavy, I begin to fall asleep.
How was this so far? I wrote this all the way back in 2011 but I decided to edit it because it sucked. Should I continue?
Also, Louis, Niall, and Harry aren't going to get famous in this story. It's just them with a normal life.
PS: I know I forgot Liam and Zayn (I love them as much as I love Harry, Louis, and Niall.) but since this is a fanfiction I decided to not add all of the boys in the story. Once again this is the same story I posted before. All the characters and the plot remains the same.