(READ AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END)

Ty's Pov:

We drank hot chocolate together in silence.

Of course she didn't like me.

It was more than obvious she's head over heels with Mr.Popstar.

I don't even know where I got the crazy idea that maybe she'd like me.

I mean, for a second she actually seemed to want to kiss me. I don't understand why she back away.

Oh yeah.

I'm her best friend.

Best friend.

Do you know how much it sucks to be friendzoned by Stella Greenwood?

The gorgeous British girl.

The girl who all guys like.

The funny, strong, clumsy, beautiful Stella Greenwood.

Honestly, it sucks a lot.

But it's my fault.

When I approached her I came off as friendly.

Not flirty.

Which is okay because that's what I wanted. I wanted to be her friend.

I wanted to get to know her.

I didn't want to be like all the other jerks that just played with girls.

No. I'm not like that.

But I also wanted to mean something more to her.

I know this will sound cheesy or whatever but the second I saw her something inside of me felt weird.

I mean, there was other girls I had liked but it was different this time.

Something about her just intigued me.

I didn't know what it was but it was just something.

And that's why I wanted to gain her friendship before her heart.

But now we've been best friends for months and it seems as if it's going to continue to be that way.

And that sucks.

Stupid cute best friend.

I glanced over at her.

She seemed to be in deep thought.

I wondered what she was thinking.

Was it me?

Jane?

Was it Harry?

I studied her features; it was amazing how she managed to look so beautiful even after she'd been crying all day long.

The first time I saw her I remember that

I really liked her hair.

She liked it when I played with it.

It was long and dark brown and it made her dark green eyes stand out.

And her skin looked so smooth and soft.

So..flawless.

Any guy would be lucky to have her.

Her laugh.

It was such a beautiful sound.

And as the days pass I realized I'm messed up.

I'm just starting to feel more and more feelings for her.

She messed me up.

But I've been friendzoned.

She suddenly caught me staring and I quickly looked at my cup of hot chocolate.

I could feel her staring and I slowly turned to look at her.

A small smile crept onto her face.

I couldn't help but smile back.

"This hot chocolate is yummy." She said and I chuckled.

"Yeah, I guess it is." I said.

It was quiet for a few seconds.

She took a drink of hot chocolate.

I chuckled.

She had a hot chocolate mustache.

"What?" She asked, completely oblivious to the fact she had it all over her mouth.

"You've got a little something there." I said pointing at the spot where she needed to wipe off.

She giggled.

"But I don't have a napkin." She said.

"Use your tongue, dummy." I teased and she did so.

"I still need one." She pouted.

I laughed at her childish actions.

I grabbed my napkin which I hadn't used and handed it to her.

"Thank you." She said.

She suddenly wrapped ourselves in blankets again like we had been before the kiss incident.

She bit her lip and seemed to be in deep thought again.

I raised an eye brow.

She seemed to do that a lot.

If only I could see what goes through that head of hers.

She looked up to meet my eyes.

Suddenly my lips flickered down to her lips and her eyes did the same with mine.

It was like deja vu.

Is she going to kiss me?

Does she want me to kiss her?

Why are girls so confusing?

Just kiss her.

No! What if I ruin our friendship?

She might like you.

No. I can't do this. It's too risky.

She likes Styles.

Not me. Him.

Suddenly she started leaning closer towards me and my whole body froze.

Is she actually going to kiss me?

Why am I acting like a teenage girl?!

Just lean in!

And just as I was about to finally taste those lips of hers the phone rang.

She quickly leaned back again.

Oh my gosh.

Are you serious?

WHY DID THAT FREAKING PHONE GO OFF?

I was so close.

She picked up the Phone.

"Hello?" She said.

Her eyes lit up after the person spoke.

"Hey Harry!" She said, a smile making its way to her face.

I could feel the jealousy boiling inside of me.

"I'll be right back." She whispered to me.

I smiled a fake smile at her and nodded like if nothing had just happened.

She walked back to her room and I sat there.

I laughed.

I actually laughed.

How ironic.

Just as we're about to kiss, Harry calls and Stella completely ignores the fact we were actually about to kiss.

Like, is this some kind of joke?

I'm done.

I'll make her mine somehow.

And when I do, there's no way Styles will take her away from me.

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OOH TY IS JEALOUS. UGH IM SO MAD THEY DIDN'T KISS HEHE BUT HEY NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE THIS SAME CHAPTER BUT IN STELLA'S POV SO YOU GET TO SEE WHAT GOES THRU HER HEAD ;)

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