A/N: Wow, I didn't think so many people would like this, thank you! Enjoy!

"You are so lucky," James began, "I wish I knew Lily longer, but I've only had seven years with her. We have guys fighting over her at school, but she chose me." He said happily, but what he said wasn't true. No guys wanted to date me, the few that did James would torture.

"Really?" Amanda said in a way that I knew she was meaning to embarrass me, "No guys ever liked her, she was the girl that was awkward. Only had one boyfriend, but he was just dating her for a dare." It was true, Fred had only dated me because he was dares to and I had been so hurt.

Jack suddenly moved closer to me and began to trace his fingers on my arm, "You are looking really good, Lily." At that I lost control as I ran away crying.

I hid behind a wall that hid a garden, I sat there crying when I felt someone sit next to me and pull me into their arms. I felt James rock me back and forth and stroke my hair, it was surprisingly comforting, "You know," he whispered in my ear, "no boy is worth your tears and the only one that is will never make you cry."

I knew he was trying to comfort me, but I just didn't feel any happier, "I liked him for so long," I snuggled deeper into James, "and yet he never knew who I was, seven years and so many changes in myself and now he suddenly notices me." I cried.

James tightened his grip on me, "Lily, don't take this is a come on, but I noticed you before your changes and I know that so many others did. You are worth so much more than Jimmy acts."

I couldn't help but laugh at how James purposefully messed up Jack's name, "Why are you so nice to me?" I knew that what I said came out muffled, but I also knew that he heard me.

"You wont like my answer."

"I don't believe that." I answered.

"I am nice to you because I love you, the day I met you was the best day of my life. Though it was replaced by the next day and the day after that and each and every day after that." but he didn't stop there, "I love you for your temper, the way you treat your friends, I love how you are not afraid to stand up with me, how you ignore how your sister treats you, and I love that Snape calls you that dreadful name and yet you have never told him to sod off, you have only defended him. That is barely any things that I love about you." he let out a sigh, "I'm sorry that I have always bugged you so much, but that was the only way to get your attention."

"Have you ever heard of that attempt of becoming a girls friend first, aren't all those stories about friendship turning into true love?" I offered.

He let out a little laugh, but it wasn't filled with any amusement, "No, if I became your friend then that would be the only thing that we ever were. You would always think of me as your best friend and if I ever was able to get the guts up to tell you that I loved you…" he looked me in the eye, "well then you would never speak to me again. I'd rather you always yell at me than never even look at me."

I hugged James, over the few hours that he had been here everything I ever thought of him was beginning to change. I was growing scared that I would actually fall for him.

"Now, let's get back to that party!" he jumped up pretended to be happy, he pulled me up with him and kissed me on the forehead. It was a comforting kiss and he whispered, "I know that you can do this."

After that the day flew by and soon I was in bed after a nice long shower contemplating about James' big change, I was honestly glad that he had come to help me. There was a problem though, I knew without a doubt that I was beginning to fall for one James Potter and no way was that good. Once the realization fully hit me I was asleep.

"Rise and shine Sunshine!" I heard a voice yell as it opened up my curtains letting the light pool in. I let out a groan and buried my head in my pillow, "Come on Sleepyhead." I felt hands try to pull me up, but I kept hold of my pillow to my face. I then heard a deep laugh, "You aren't much of a morning person are you?" I threw my head back and let out another groan as I felt the hands tighten to make sure I didn't fall, "Come on, we have a long day."

"I don't wanna!" I tried to throw myself back onto my bead, but the person wouldn't allow me to.

"Your sister is about to come in here and do you really want it to be her to wake you up?" the voice asked with humor in its voice.

At that I jumped up and raced to my closet to pick out today's outfit, "You know," James said, still sitting on my bed, "if you picked out your outfit the day before it would be easier."

I grabbed black leggings, a long tan tank-top, and my black leather jacket as I ran into the bathroom to change. I then ran out while throwing on my grey converse, "No I wouldn't," I began to explain, "because once I woke up I would look at the outfit and hate it. In a few hours I'm going to look at this and wonder what I was thinking."

This got James confused, "But you look amazing right now?"