A/N: Hey everyone! I really hope you're enjoying my story! If you are, please, please review! It would motivate me and make my day :D So anyway, here's chapter two! :)
Kiara POV
I woke up the next morning really, really happy, which is weird for me in the morning. Then I noticed something. I was in a bed, in Harry's arms. It was surprisingly really warm and I didn't want to get up. The last thing I remembered was falling asleep on the couch, so Harry must've carried me up. Aww. Wait, why am I thinking 'aw'? Harry's just my best friend...
"Good morning, gorgeous," Harry whispered in my ear in his deep morning voice. I knew he wasn't trying to be romantic or anything, but it made me smile anyway. Why was I thinking things like this? Of course, I loved Harry, but I wasn't in love with him. That would be like loving my brother.
"Did you carry me up here?" I asked him. Harry chuckled a little, for some reason making my body go warm or something. Eurgh, what is going on?
"Well, yeah," he said. "I couldn't let you sleep on the couch. What kind of best friend would I be if I did that?" I smiled and sat up, missing the warm feeling of Harry. Oh my God, Ki-Ki, get it together!
"Thanks, Haz," I said. "When are your parents gonna be home?" Harry shrugged.
"Monday maybe," he said. I nodded and yawned. stretching my arms. I glanced to the mirror and shrieked. My hair was everywhere. "Haha, what?"
"My hair!" I complained, grabbing Harry's brush and combing through my tangled hair.
"You still looked beautiful, Ki-Ki," Harry said, smirking. I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Styles, Styles, Styles. We should call you Hazza McFlirty instead of Hazza McCurls!" I laughed. Harry fake pouted.
"I wasn't even flirting! Just stating the truth!" Harry said. I laughed.
"Whatever," I said.
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Harry POV (the next week)
How am I going to tell Kiara? It was Saturday and could most likely be the best or worst day of my life. I'm still shocked my mum let me audition.
"Hey Ki-Ki, wanna come over?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly.
"Um, sure, yeah! I'll be over in a few minutes," Kiara answered. We said goodbye then hung up. I took a big breath. The plan was that I was going to tell Kiara I loved her, then I was going to break it to her that I was auditioning for the X Factor. It could all go perfect, or it could go absolutely wrong.
I got changed into jeans and a t-shirt, flipping my hair over like I always do. I walked downstairs to wait for Kiara, and noticed Gemma sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Gemma? I'm telling her...both things," I said. I though Gemma was going to break something or something else.
"OMIGOD! FINALLY!" Gemma screamed, throwing her arms around me in a hug.
"Finally what?" a voice asked behind me. Obviously, it was Kiara, looking amazing with her light hair left down naturally, no make up, and sweatpants on. I think Kiara's the only person that can look beautiful with sweatpants and a t-shirt on. Then again, when does Kiara not look beautiful?
"Nothing!" Gemma said, obviously the worst actress ever. "I'll leave you two...yeah." Then she disappeared into the kitchen after throwing me a wink. I rolled my eyes, then led Kiara up to my bedroom. (NOT LIKE THAT!)
"So what's up Haz?" Kiara asked, lying down on the bed. I sat down next to her, nervous as ever.
"Um, I need to tell you something," I said. Kiara popped up, her beautiful aquamarine eyes wide. "I'm auditioning for the X Factor. Next week." Kiara just sat there, deep in thought. Then she surprise hugged me.
"That's amazing!" she said into my neck. "You're so going to win!" I laughed.
"But, t-there's something else," I said. Kiara moved away and looked at me, waiting. "I-I love you." Did I really just say that?
Kiara laughed. Like, legit laughed. "Love you too, Hazza Bear." Oh. So she didn't think I meant love love.
"No Ki-Ki," I said, taking a deep breath. "I'm in love with you, Kiara." I opened my eyes that I didn't even realize were shut. Kiara's eyes were even wider, her mouth opened like an "O."
Then she got up. And ran.
A/N: Ooh, drama starting! Haha, please review :D xxx