so i came up with the idea for this months ago but never got around to writing it but i’m so glad i finally did, i hope you enjoy x
Gemma and I had been best friends for years. We’d been through a lot together, and no matter what we had been there for each other. I moved to England five years ago to start pursuing my dream of becoming a singer, and when I meant Gemma on what seemed like a mere accident and we became such good friends, I knew we were meant to meet that day. She’s had my back through everything, like getting signed to my first record label just to be dropped months later, and helping me meet Harry and helping set things up so I could open for One Direction on their first tour. I basically have the boys and Gemma to thank for my success, though they always say it has nothing to do with them, but because of my talent and perseverance.
I always felt like I’ve owed Gemma all these years, so when Harry and Niall told me they wanted my help to plan a surprise party for her I accepted gladly. We started planning a month before because we wanted to make sure everything would go smoothly. Then, when the party date was a week and a half away, Harry invited me over to his place to go over everything.
“So, have you come up with what you’re going to say in order for her to show up?” I asked him, starting to stack up the many papers that were scattered all over Harry’s bed.
“Niall and I are going to tell her we bought this building for the record label we’re starting,” He explained, helping with the papers. “Then, we’ll invite her to come check out the space, and when she gets there she’ll see it’s really her party.”
“Ooh, good one,” I teased, earning a chuckle from him. “Do you think she’ll buy it?”
Harry sighed. “I hope so. It’s the only reason we could come up with.”
“Well, Mister Movie Actor, I’m sure you can sell it if you act all wide-eyed, passionate, and excited about it. I mean, that’s how you usually act whenever new projects come up.” I teased more.
Harry rolled his eyes playfully. “I do not get all… ‘wide-eyed’, alright?”
“Whatever you say.” I sang.
There were a couple papers left, and when I went to lean and pick them up Harry did the same, making it so our faces were very close. I stared into those green eyes I had come to love over the past few years, they still had the same glint in them as they did when we were a lot younger. Before I realized what was happening, Harry’s lips were on mine and he was hovering over me as I lay on his bed, his fingers interlocking with mine above my head. I’ve had feelings for him for as long as I could remember, but I never knew he felt the same. I just took his sweet and caring nature as him being the nice person he had always been, but apparently it was much more than that. I relished in the moment, enjoying the feeling and how fast my heart was beating, but it was short lived. I heard a gasp, and when I looked over at the door an extremely shocked Gemma came into view. When Harry saw her, he got up as quick as he could, getting off of his bed and fixing his hair nervously
“Gem, what are you doing here?” He asked his sister.
“I thought I’d come and surprise you with some lunch,” She said, holding up the brown bag she had in her hand. “But it looks like we were all in for a surprise.”
I sat up and fixed my shirt. “I swear this wasn’t exactly planned, I–”
“I don’t want to hear it, (y/n).” Gemma looked at me disgustedly. “I never in a million years would expect my so called 'best friend’ to go behind my back and try to get with my brother.”
I gave her a confused look. “That’s not what I did. We were just talking, and one thing led to another–”
“Ugh, that’s enough!” She interrupted me again. “You, of all people, know that I’ve dealt with girls in the past pretending to be friends with me to get to Harry, so why you would go and do the same is beyond me.”
“I’m not using you to get to Harry, you know me better than that!” I defended.
Gemma laughed sadly. “I’m not sure I really know you anymore. I thought you were my best friend, but all you are is a manipulating gold digger. Just like the rest of the girls who used me for my brother and his money.”
“Hey, that’s enough,” Harry said sternly, giving Gemma a disappointed look.
I scoffed. “First off, how dare you call me that! And second, why the hell would I use anyone for money when I’ve worked damn hard for my own? You, of all people, should know I would never take handouts or use other people to get what I want. I thought you were my best friend too, Gemma, but I guess I was wrong.”
Gemma’s look of disgust and hatred softened into a look of sadness and shame. “…I’m so sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me, I–”
“I don’t want to hear it,” I repeated her. “You’ve shown your true colors, and I’ve seen enough. Goodbye, Gemma.”
I stormed passed her out of the room, heading towards the door when I felt someone grab my arm.
“Please don’t leave, (y/n).” Harry pleaded. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for that to happen? I don’t want anything to ruin it.”
I sighed. “I’m sorry, Harry, but I have to go.” And with that, I left.
It had been days since I had spoken to Harry or Gemma. They both tried to contact me, even Niall texted me at least once everyday, but I couldn’t bring myself to answer any of them. I had always pictured the moment Harry and I would end up together, Gemma happy that he and I finally were a thing, and Niall excited for us to go on double dates with them both. When Gemma and Niall got together almost a year ago, I was so happy for them and supported it. But when Gemma blew up on me for almost being with Harry, I realized she wouldn’t do the same for me.
I was brought out of the trance I had come under when I heard someone knock on my door. Sighing, I got up and opened it, not expecting to see the person who was standing on the other side.
“Hey,” Harry smiled.
“What are you doing here?” I said quietly.
“May I come in?” He asked.
I tried my best to say no, but I couldn’t, so I stepped aside and let him in.
“So, um, the party’s tomorrow.” Harry started.
“And?” I countered.
He looked at me for a moment. “I was just going to ask if you were still coming.”
“Why would I?” I asked incredulously. “I know damn well if I showed up and Gemma walked in and saw me, she’d go off on me. Is that what you want to happen in front of everyone at her party?”
He sighed. “Look, I know how she acted toward you the last time you saw her was uncalled for, but she regrets what she said. She bawled her eyes out right after you left and begged me to try and work things out. You’d know that if you read my texts.”
I looked around and everything but him. He walked closer to me and I looked at the floor.
“Please, just, come tomorrow?” He tried.
“I dunno, Harry.” I mumbled.
He lifted my chin with his fingers so I was looking into his eyes. “Please?”
I, again, tried to say no but I couldn’t. I hated how he had this almost spell over me and I couldn’t say no to him if I tried.
“I’ll think about it, no guarantees though.” I managed to say. It was the closest I had ever gotten to not saying yes to him, though I knew I was still indirectly saying yes.
“Good,” He grinned, rubbing his thumb across my cheek. “It would mean a lot to us if you showed up.”
He looked at me, searching my face for something I wasn’t sure of, then started leaning in. Unlike the last time we kissed, I knew this was coming, so I didn’t hesitate to kiss him back. He pulled away after a while, resting his forehead on mine and keeping his eyes closed as he smiled.
“God, I’ve missed kissing you.” He whispered.
“So have I,” I grinned.
He opened his eyes and stared into mine. “Maybe you could be my date to the party, you know, if you decide to come.”
“We’ll see,” I winked at him, causing him to chuckle.
The day had come, and to say I was nervous was a huge understatement. I had performed in front of thousands upon thousands of people, but I wasn’t nearly as anxious as I was at this very moment. What if Harry just said that Gemma was sorry so I’d show up, and when I did she’d go off on me again? I was probably overthinking it, as always. But here I was, in my car parked outside of the building, too nervous to even get out. I checked my phone and it was 3:40, Gemma was supposed to get here at 4 and she was the type of person to show up early to everything. I finally got up enough courage to get out and walk into the building. I took a deep breath before I opened one of the double doors to the room and entered. There were lots of people in the room, most of which were already looking at me, and I realized it was because the one way windows in the room had a perfect view of the parking lot. I searched the room for Harry, and found him standing with Niall and Louis and a few of their friends by the food table. I walked over to them, Harry engulfing me in a hug as soon as I reached them.
“You look beautiful,” He said into my ear, smiling at me as he pulled away.
“Thanks,” I returned his smile. He stood next to me, Niall and Louis hugging me too.
I looked at the people standing around us. “Where’s Liam?”
“He couldn’t come, as he’s out of town.” Louis told me.
“But he told us to party for him,” Niall spoke up.
“I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show.” Harry said.
“Now, I couldn’t let my date down, could I?” I joked.
“Finally!” Niall said, throwing his hands up, a big smile on his face. “I’ve been waiting ages for this moment.”
Louis chuckled. “You and everyone else.”
Niall and Louis started talking to the other people standing around, Niall going on about the double dates we’d go on.
“Thank you, by the way,” Harry turned towards me. “Gem will really appreciate you being here.”
“She might, but I mostly came here for you.” I told him.
His eyes lit up as he smirked and leaned in to kiss me lightly, Niall and Louis awing at us.
We laughed as Harry came back to my side and Niall and Louis joined us again.
“So, did you guys stick with the record label story?” I asked them.
“Yeah,” Niall answered. “I’m still surprised she bought it, to be honest.”
“Well, I did a pretty good job of convincing her, if I do say so myself.” Harry joked, earning laughs from us all.
“Did you to the wide-eyed passionate bit?” I poked.
“I might’ve tried it,” He mumbled.
“No wonder she believed it!” Niall said.
“I don’t do that normally!” Harry tried.
“Right,” I drawled out.
We were interrupted when someone called out that Gemma had pulled up.
“Alright, let’s all be quiet so she doesn’t hear us.” Harry announced.
The room fell silent as we saw Gemma walk towards the door from the windows, then heard the door open.
“Harry? Niall?” Gemma called out from the hall.
“In here, love!” Niall called out, and everyone got ready.
As the door opened we all yelled surprise, Gemma’s jaw all but dropping to the floor.
“I knew it!” She said as she pointed at Harry and Niall, then hugged her friends that had walked up to her.
She said hi to the people that came up to her, then eventually made her way over to us. Niall wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead.
“I had a feeling you were going to do this, but my brother used his acting skills to convince me otherwise.” Gemma smiled, pulling away and hugging Harry.
“Sorry, I did what I had to.” Harry said as she pulled away and looked at me, her smile starting to fade and she came over and hugged me tightly.
“I’m so sorry, (y/n). I was such a bitch to you and you didn’t deserve it. It was awful of me to call you those names and accuse you of things you would never dream of doing. Please forgive me.” Gemma sounded like she was about to cry.
I hugged her back just as tightly. “I forgive you. I was so scared you still hated me and were going to tell me to leave or something once you saw me here.”
She pulled away and looked at me. “I could never hate you. I was just pissed, but once you left that day I was a wreck. I couldn’t bear the thought of not having you as my best friend anymore.”
“Who said I ever stopped?” I smiled, Gemma returning it and hugging me again.
“Alright, save some love for me,” Harry joked.
Gemma pulled away as she looked at us both in shock. “You guys are actually together now? We finally get to go on double dates!”
“That’s what I was saying,” Niall chuckled.
Harry laughed as he put his arm around me. “Well, she came as my date, so I guess we’ll see how it goes.”
“Ha ha. You’re so funny,” I teased him.
“Well, I’m going to make my way around. I’m really glad you came, (y/n).” Gemma said.
“Yeah, I am too.” I told her.
Gemma patted Harry’s arm. “Treat her right, baby brother.”
“That I will.” Harry said proudly.
Gemma and Niall walked away to talk to the rest of the guests, leaving Harry and I alone.
Harry grabbed my hands and I turned towards him. “So, as lovely as this is, I think a proper date is in order, yeah?”
I laughed as I nodded. “That would be great.”
Harry grinned as he lifted my chin up and kissed me again.
ahh how cute was that ending!!! if you have any ideas for imagines you’d like me to write then go ahead and request them, my requests are always open x