Harry's POV:

"Um...stand up." I had imagined myself telling her so many times but I was still freezing up. Davina stood up and put the bread down.

"Eyes shut." She closed her eyes.

"Harry are you going to kill me or something?" I chuckled.

"My lo- Davina you would be way past dead if that was the case."

"Very funny Styles let's just remember who's the black belt in this room." She crossed her arms and stood there, eyes still closed. I took a step closer to her. We were breathing the same air, barely inches away from each other. I put my hand gently on her waist, her skin was smooth and warm.

"What are you doing Harry?"

"Eyes shut." I leaned down and placed my lips on hers, cupping my hands around her face. Her lips felt soft and and I could feel her lips grip onto mine, as if she wanted more, but it couldn't have lasted for more than a second when she opened her eyes abruptly and pushed me hard. I stumbled and had to grip the island to not fall.

"DO YOU CARE TO EXPLAIN WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT." she screamed.

"I- uh" I stammered as if someone had taken my voice away. I felt my cheeks flush bright red, and my stomach was heavy. My heart pounded in my throat, threatening to break out. My eyes wandered around the room because I knew if I looked her straight into those big gray eyes I wouldn't be able to confess.

I tried to play it off with a cough and continued the speech I had memorized since summer '09, feeling the tears welling up in my eyes. "I like you. I like you a lot. For a while now. They say if you like someone for more than four months it's love and it's crazy but I think that's what happened. Falling in love with you was the easy part; it's admitting to myself that it happened. I don't even know how it happened. I can't wrap my head around that."

I paused for a second, "We've been friends for so long and to think of all people in this world, the countless models, singers and everyone else the media put between us it ended up being you. My crazy, gorgeous, kind best friend." I finally locked eyes with her. She looked stunned. Her eyes wide.

"What the fuck?! For how long have you liked me?" She said.

"All that and all I get is a what the fuck." A chuckle slid through her lips.

"But... ever since I met you really. I always thought it was just like a small childhood girl crush but here I am professing my love to you."

"Harry... I have a boyfriend."

"You mean that greasy-haired scumbag who raped you? I'm not saying you should dump him but I mean think about how much better and different it would be if we were together." I mean that's the truth and she should know that. I mean what does she even see in him. I do call her my crazy best friend for a reason.

"Who knows what would have happened if you said this to me two years ago, before me and Damon, but I'm still dating him and we don't even know if he raped me. I'm so so sorry Harry." She held out her arms and I hugged her. She wrapped her arms around me and it felt like a warm bliss.

"I don't want this to ruin our friendship. Davina I'm so sorry."

"Can we just forget this happened and put this behind us?"

"Yes let's put it behind us." I said. I pulled her in a bit tighter, she nestled her head into me. Finally I retreated out of the hug. I bent down to her ear and whispered, my breath warm on her ear, "but just know that I feel honored to have my heart broken by you"

I left the room closing the door with a bang. I took my phone and dialed Stefans Salvatore's number.