Just An Option - A Harry Styles Fanfic.

Being bestfriends with Harry Styles may seem like a dream come true for most girls, but for Annabelle Hastings, it might be like living a nightmare.

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7. Chapter 6.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

Staying up all night and thinking long and hard really paid off, I guess. I was going home tomorrow, and I think I finally had this thing going on between Georgie and I figured out. If it feels right, it doesn't matter what everyone else thinks, I'm gonna go for it.

I suddenly thought about how Anna would feel. Damn, she doesn't have a clue about what's going on. Or maybe she does, and she hates me for lying to her. I think I should text her, I haven't been talking to her as much lately.

To *Anna :P* : Hey Anna! Excited about me coming home? .x

From *Anna :P* : Yes, yes I am.

To *Anna :P* : I can't wait to hug you, I haven't seen you in such a long time, I've missed you.

From *Anna :P* : I've missed you too.

To *Anna :P* : Are you okay, Anna?

From *Anna :P* : Why wouldn't I be, Harry?

To *Anna :P* : Because you're hiding something from me..?

From *Anna :P* : I tell you everything, Harry. I'd never lie to you. Why would you think that?

To *Anna :P* : I didn't mean it that way, I'm sorry. But is there something bothering you?

From *Anna :P* : It's fine. I'm alright.

To *Anna :P* : Okay, good. :)

From *Anna :P* : I've gotta go pick up lunch, ttyl.

To *Anna :P* : Okay, talk to you later.

I know that she'd never lie to me, but I feel like there's something up with her. Her texts are always filled with smileys because she thinks that they're too serious without them. Maybe she's mad at me? But why would she? Unless Georgie told her something.. She wouldn't, would she?

As if on cue, my phone started vibrating. It was Georgie. I accepted as quickly as possible.

"Hey handsome!" she chirped. "Hey beautiful," I said slowly. "What's up?"
"Nothing much, I'm just waiting for Anna to get lunch. What about you?"
"I was just texting her. Is she okay? She won't talk to me properly."
"Oh no, she's fine. She might've been too lazy to type. Don't worry about it."
"Alright, I guess."
"Babe, you'll get to speak to her face to face tomorrow, I'm sure she'll tell you then."
"So, what're the boys up to?"
"They're watching tv. I got bored, so I thought I'd text Anna and then call you. But I guess things didn't work out as I hoped they would."
"Stop worrying so much about Anna, Harr. She's a big girl, she'll be fine."
"I hope so. You haven't told her anything about us, have you?"
"Not a word. I won't tell a soul, unless you want me to."
"Good, because if things od work out between us, I wanna tell the boys, Anna, and Winnie, together. I don't want them to find it out from someone else."
"Alright, your wish is my command. Anyway, I can't wait for you to get home. I have a surprise for you."
"Ooh, now I'm excited."
"Now I have you exactly where I wanted you. Anyway, Anna's back, I'm gonna go eat lunch, text you later! Love you."
"Talk to you later, love. Right back at ya."

Hmm, so now I've gotta figure out what's up with Anna too, oh boy. I wonder if it's got anything to do with me, or if she's just annoyed about something that isn't related to me. I really hope it's the latter because I've come to realize that I haven't been there for Anna lately, with this whole Georgie thing, and I feel bad not telling her about this. I just hope she listens to me and forgives me when I come clean.

*Georgie's P.O.V.*

Sometimes I feel like I should confront Anna about her possible feelings, if any, for Harry. But that would risk Anna knowing there's definitely something going on between Harry and I, and we wouldn't want her to find out that way, she would never forgive us.

But at that the same time, I know that they don't talk as much as they used to, but that will change when Harry's back home. I have no idea why that bothers me so much. Maybe I'm just jealous. But why? Even if Anna likes Harry, he doesn't like her back. I have nothing to worry about. But yet, I somehow feel threatened. Oh snap out of it, Georgie! Anna wouldn't do something like sabotage what Harry and I have, when we tell her about it.

"I'M HOME!" Anna yelled as she entered the house with the wonderful tacos that Winnie and I were craving. "YAY!" we cheered in unison as we ran to the kitchen smelling the aroma of the tacos.

"You guys start off without me, I need a shower, I'm all sweaty." Anna said while keeping the tacos on the counter. "Alright." I said as we started to dig in. Hey, don't judge, we love food.

"Hey, Winnie?" I looked up at her. "Yeah?" she asked with her eyebrows raised. "You notice anything odd about Anna lately?" I questioned. "I don't know, I mean, she seems a little distracted, but I guess it's just a little stress about not getting enough workout done or something, she wouldn't tell me because she said she didn't want me to worry about it." she replied. "Oh, okay. But she isn't too stressed out, is she?" I was starting to get worried about her right now, whenever she gets too stressed out about not working out enough and stuff like that, she tends to get pretty harsh. "I don't think so, but it's best that we keep on an eye on her." Winnie stated understandingly.  I simply nodded in agreement.

*Anna's P.O.V.*

I quickly jumped into the shower so that I could finally have some time to myself to think about some stuff.

~Flashback to earlier that morning~

The welcome party had died out, and the boys were passed out on the couch. The girls were helping me clean up, and Harry, being the gentleman that he is, decided to help me out too.

"Hey, can I speak to you for a moment?" he asked as he finished washing the dishes. "Sure." I replied following him into the balcony.

"What did you want to speak to me about, Haz?" I questioned trying to look him in the eyes, but he just stared at the ground. After a few seconds of comfortable silence, he finally looked up at me, and slowly said, "I don't want you to freak out, okay, Anna? Just hear me out." he had the most sincere look in his eyes, but I couldn't help but be worried.

"You aren't gonna make me touch a spider, are you, Harold?" I asked and felt my voice getting shaky. He noticed my obvious fear and stepped closer to me cupping my cheek with his big soft hand. "No love, I would never scare you like that," he started rubbing his thumb against my cheek as he slowly continued, "Now, don't be mad, just listen. I like you, Anna. Quite a lot. And I know that we've been bestfriends since we were kids and you know that I can't control my feelings for you, I just can't help myse-" "I like you too, Harold." I cut him off. "Really?" he asked as I saw his face expression change from terrified to overjoyed. "Mhmm." I replied. "You have no idea how long I've waited for you to say that." he said while pulling me in for a big warm hug.

He hugged me for what felt like ages, but I felt so safe in his arms. I smelled in his scent as he slowly whispered. "I'm sorry, love."

Panic filled my body as I thought of the horrible possiblilities, but I relaxed a little when I felt his two hands tickle my sides furiously, even though I didn't enjoy being tickled, it was better than the horrible possibilities that I'd thought of.

"STOP!" I finally managed to squeek out. "Never." Harry smirked as he continued to tickle me, showing no mercy. "Kiss me," I cried out and I suddenly felt relieved as he stopped. "Say that again." he demanded while I wiped the tears from my eyes. "Say what?" I asked innocently. "Kiss me." he said as slowly as he possibly could, and I swear, slow talking and British accents cannot help me think straight. "Okay then." I said as I got close to him and brushed my nose against his.

Just as I was about to kiss him, I heard an annoying vibrating sound ringing in my ears. What the heck?! Were we being attacked by thousands of bees?

I was proved wrong as I heard my alarm and my eyes instantly shot open. Great, so that was just a dream. Charming. Just charming.

~End of flashback~

I really need to stop dreaming about Harry so much and realize that he'll never like me back, because we barely even talk anymore!

And I know exactly how this will go down, we'll drift apart, stop talking to each other eventually, I'll probably lose touch with the girls as well, because obviously, Harry and Georgie are inseperable and they'll always be hanging out, and I wouldn't want to be in the same room as Harry because it would hurt too much, and then I'll end up alone. Probably forever.

Maybe I should just suck it up and tell Harry that I've liked him for almost 2 years now and that I'm possibly in love with him, I mean, it looks like I'm gonna lose him anyway, might as well have a good reason for it.

But then a horrible thought popped into my mind. A thought that I should have never had. But there was no going back now. Because secretly I really wanted these thoughts to turn into reality, and I guess that's why I dream about Harry so much.

What if Harry and I patch up, and go back to how we were before? What if my future includes him? What if we're meant to be together? What if, as the years go by, he realizes that he was stupid to have his heart broken over all those girls, and all these years, I was there, by his side, just waiting for him to realize that? What if one day, I will finally be able to call Harold Edward Styles, mine?

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