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May 16, 2015 05:48AM
Dean frowned and opened his eyes to slits to see Harper. "Why... Only Real Harper calls me-" Dean cut off and stared at Harper, eyes opening wide. "Wait... I'm not..." Dean didn't dare say it.
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Harper shook her head," yeah only I call you a doofus because you are." She replied staring at him," no you aren't dreaming and you haven't been for like twenty minutes."
Dean stared at Harper and wondered how he had ended up in such a tight embrace with her and why she wasn't pushing him away from her. "That means I actually... And you didn't..." Dean was very confused.
Harper just stared at him as she saw a look of total and utter confusion on his face. While letting him work through his thoughts she stayed quiet," Yeah." She said softly
Dean leaned towards her, as if testing if she'd move away. "Did you like it?" Dean asked quietly, insecure.
Harper didn't move at all as he moved towards her. She nodded slightly," yeah I liked it," she replied softly
"If I did it again, would you... Kiss me back?" Dean asked nervously, moving his head so his lips were barely two inches away from Harper's.
Harper nodded slightly as she looked back at him," Yeah." She answered quietly. She was trying to keep her breathing steady but it was hard because her heart was racing
Dean smiled very slightly and tilted Harper's head up just a little. Then, he pressed his lips against Harper's gently, waiting to see if she'd kiss back.
Harper looked up at him allowing him to move her head a little bit. She smiled slightly as he pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him back softly
Dean couldn't believe this was happening, couldn't believe Harper actually liked him in that way. He continued kissing her, pressing a tiny bit harder into the kiss. His hand slid into her hair and the other was still holding her hand.
Harper smiled slightly as she continued to kiss dean back. She sighed softly against his mouth as her free hand slid into his hair
Dean pulled back from Harper just slightly to take a breath. He stared at her adoringly, taking in her features as if he was seeing her for the first time. "You're so beautiful, you know that?" Dean whispered, leaning forward to place lots of light kisses along her jaw line.
Harper smiled happily at him as she took a soft breath. She giggled softly," well thanks but I've always looked like this." She said softly giggling more as he kissed her jaw. Harper liked this new side of her best friend
Dean stroked Harper's hair still and pulled back to look at her. "I know you have," Dean told her. "But now I can finally say it," Dean whispered, leaning down to press his lips against hers again.
Harper smiled as she kept her free hand in his hair," Ohh well I guess that is true." She replied laughing a little," I'm glad a spent the night." Se whispered before she kissed him back with a soft smile
Dean smiled against her lips, before pulling her body against his. "I'm glad you did too, though I guess your parents are right now," Dean joked, lips against her hair and whispering in her ear.
Harper smiled as he pulled her close to him," Yeah I guess so." She replied softly as she held her body so it was pressed against his. Harper couldn't believe what was going on right then but she wasnt about to make it stop
Dean tucked her hair behind her ear and kissed the spot just under her earlobe, hoping he wasn't moving too fast. He was just overwhelmed by the fact that Harper actually liked him.
Harper smiled as she snuggled close to him. SHe didn't care what he was doing she just wanted to be close to him so she knew that all of this was really happening and that she really ha told her best friend what she really thought of him
Dean removed his lips from her skin and rested his cheek against her hair. He just held her against him, loving the fact that he could just hold her. "You realise this changes everything," Dean murmured.
Harper kept her nose pressed lightly against his neck as he held her," Not everything has to change." She whispered back not yet moving from her comfortable spot in his arms
Dean disagreed with Harper that not everything would change. It would change their friendship and their parents. "Now my parents won't let me shut the door if you're here; they will treat you like you're not just my best friend anymore; they'll act like we're going to... have sex whenever we are alone," Dean explained, blushing. His parents were ridiculous like that.
Harper pulled away slightly so she could see him," okay so maybe our parents will freak out a little at first but won't they figure out that because we are best friends we will be alrght." Even though she was blushing at the sex part," besides I'm not going to ask you to have sex with me that is for way down the line at least until marriage." She answered
Dean listened to her with a smile and then nodded slightly. "Okay, I just know my parents are gonna freak out," Dean muttered. "What if this doesn't work out, Harp?" Dean asked. "What if we break up; we might start acting awkward," Dean whispered. Dean blushed and didn't respond to the wait until marriage thing, since he had actually had sex a few times with his previous girlfriends. He had liked them all, but never quite as much as Harper. Still, they were sweet and wouldn't end up hurting him. At least, not as much as Harper.
Harper nodded a little bit," okay well then we will deal with your parents and my parents freaking out but it will all e fine." She replied then stopped for a second as he mentioned the 'what if' of their relationship," Ahhh I don't know I guess we will just have to cross that bridge if we ever get there, but I don't think it will happen." She stated confidently. Harper looked at him and knew that if they ever broke up it would not be a good thing for her.
Dean sighed and closed his eyes, annoyed by the fact that everything was so complicated. He delicately placed his lips against her forehead and then pulled back, eyes still closed. Dean just nodded at her next words, stroking down Harper's back to just above her butt.
Harper closed he eyes a little bit as he leaned towards her again," why does all of this have to be so hard?" She complained snuggling into Dean some. She sighed softly as she slid her arms around him tightly
Dean hesitated, before shrugging his shoulders and smiling ruefully. "I have no idea," Dean told her softly. "Harp? Have you had... When did you start liking me?" Dean asked her quietly.
Harper giggled some at his answer," well when you figure that out tell me." She told him. Harper then pulled away from him a little bit," Umm I don't really remember." She replied," I guess maybe sophomore year?"
Dean smiled at her reply and then nodded to say that he would tell her if he figured it out. Dean listened to her carefully and then smiled wider. "Really?" Dean asked, kind of shocked. That was like, what, three, four years? "I kinda liked you when we were fourteen, then I sorta started liking other people, but I realised last year that none of them made me as happy as just hanging out with you did," Dean admitted, stroking Harper's cheek.
Harper smiled slightly as she looked at him gently drawing circles on his back," when we were fourteen?" She asked," You just realized that last year?" She laughed softly. "I guess I just figured I'd have to find someone who made me forget how much I really did like you."
Dean chuckled and nodded a little. "Um, yeah, it mostly started when we went to that school dance and you were all dressed up... You looked so beautiful and it made me feel weird, because you were my best friend, exactly the same except you had just enhanced your look. That's why I danced with almost every girl other than you, by the way, because I wanted to get you out of my head," Dean admitted, recalling when he had first felt like he may like Harper as more than a friend. It had scared him, to be honest. A lot. Luckily, Jade Russell came into the picture and stole his attention away, since his younger self was obviously much more easily swayed from crushes. Dean very much liked her drawing her circles on his back, as it made him relax.Dean grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck as Harper laughed when he only realised that last year. "I was in denial for a long time, Harp," Dean explained. "After all, I didn't want to admit even to myself that I fancied the girl I'd been best friends with since I was seven."
Dean bit his lip and then planted a light kiss on Harper's nose. "Well, you don't have to do that any more," Dean told her calmly.
((Sorry about the length))
Harper just rolled her eyes a little bit," You know that dance you promised me you would dance with me at least once and I thought I made you mad because you didn't look twice at me." She said softly. She continued what she was doing as they laid there talking about the past. Harper shook her head slightly," you are stupid." She told him," I mean seriously? You were afraid of telling yourself that you might like me? Didn't you ever hear that it is best to marry your best friend?"
She giggled softly as he kissed her nose," no I dot have to worry about that anymore." She replied quietly
(( it's fine))
Dean chuckled softly and smiled down at Harper. "Oh, trust me, I looked at you twice," Dean assured her. "Just when you weren't looking," Dean explained, still playing with a lock of her hair. Correction, Dean loved when she drew the circles on her back. Dean turned bright red at the mention of marriage and looked away from Harper with a smile. "I don't think I have heard that, no," Dean admitted, feeling embarrassed but also quite pleased.
Dean bit down very lightly and playfully on the very tip of Harper's nose. "No, because I'm not letting you go," Dean told her firmly.
Harper laughed softly," I guess I know that know." She replied," Really? You know I think my mom kept every dress I wore to those dances." She told him. "I guess in my mind I knew you weren't mad at me it just felt like it because you were avoiding me the entire night until we had to go home." Harper softly said as she continued what she was doing.She stared up at him as he turned slightly away from her. Harper smiled seeing his bright red face," well now you have heard it." She replied kissing his cheek softly
Harper laughed loudly," no and I don't plan on letting you get away now." She told him
Dean smiled as she explained how she felt at the dance and that her Mom kept all her dresses. "You know, I punched that kid who tried to kiss you the day after the dance," Dean confessed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. Dean actually let out a tiny groan of appreciation as she continued drawing circle, since it felt amazing for some reason.Harper really wasn't helping his blushing situation by kissing his cheek. He looked back at her and smiled. "You know, we've only just confessed our attraction to each other and we're already kissing and hugging in a bed," Dean pointed out cheekily.
"Feelings mutual, matey," Dean told Harper with a laugh.
Harper looked at him," are you serious? You punched him? You are so mean no wonder Jake didn't talk to me after the dance." She muttered," I can't believe you hit him. I never thought I would hear you say that." "Okay well first off, you started it.. And I can move if you are getting any other ideas." Harper replied just testing to see what he was going to do. She might not actually move but she didn't want to be in a situation where things could get sticky.
(( so my notifications don't work))
((Mine aren't working either, I think it's just the server playing up :) ))Dean blushed and looked away from her, smiling apologetically. "That guy was an idiot anyway," Dean defended himself, then he sighed. "I'm sorry," Dean told her. "I just couldn't stand the thought of him... kissing you or anything," Dean apologised.
Dean bit his lip and took his arms from around Harper, cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry; I didn't... That was such a douche move," Dean apologised, rolling slightly away from Harper so she had more space.
((I'm going to bed now, goodnight! :) ))
((Alright that's what I thought but I wasn't sure :) ))Harper giggled softly and then shrugged," I don't care that you did that.. I was just a little surprised that you said that you hit him." She replied," but I guess you were just looking out for me like you always do."
She frowned a little bit as he pulled away from her. She hadnt said what she had to get him to move," I didn't mean that I didn't like it.. I just think that we shouldn't rush things. I mean even though we know each other so well. We don't have to rush into everything." She said softly
Dean smiled, glad that Harper wasn't mad at him for hitting that Jake kid. "You're welcome," Dean told her jokingly. Dean sighed, sitting up. "Exactly why I should move, Harp," Dean told her softly. "Because I know that I'll eventually get carried away and I don't want that," Dean admitted. He placed a chaste kiss on her forehead and got up, stretching. He had slept in his jeans last night, so he felt all numb and stiff.
((kay, now going to bed))
Harper pushed him slightly," you are such a doofus." She complained again rolling her eyes She nodded slightly," Ohh okay then.. I guess I'm just not used to you thinking about me like that.." She answered softly blushing a little bit. "Are you alright?" Harper asked as he got out I bed and stretched. She just laid there for a little longer keeping her eyes on him
((Alright then.. I will talk with you later then ))
Dean smiled at the name and the push and chuckled just a little. "You know you don't think that," Dean appealed, eyes big like a puppies. Dean blushed and ran a hand through his hair when Harper told him she wasn't used to him thinking about her like that. "It's alright; I'm just a hormonal male," Dean made a joke out of it. Dean nodded absent-mindedly and smiled. "Yeah, I'm just a bit uncomfortable because I slept in my jeans," Dean explained. He reached into his drawers and grabbed a pair of loose pajama bottoms and a green t-shirt. Forgetting about the fact that Harper was there temporarily, Dean pulled his top off, beginning to get undressed/dressed.
Harper giggled softly and shook her head," no I really think that about you."She told him with a smile
"Give me a few days." She replied," I'll get used to it and you know you aren't just some guy who's hormones are all crazy.. You're my best true and that's what matters." Harper told him. She smiled slightly," you could have changed when I did." She commented as she watched him take his shirt off
Dean rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Of course," Dean teased. Dean smiled, glad Harper thought that. He jumped when Harper's voice broke through the haze as he was getting changed. "Shit! Sorry Harp, I forgot," Dean apologised.
Harper giggled softly." I only tell you exactly what I think of you." She replied totally making fun of him Harper smiled softly but then pulled the blankets up to her chin and closed her eyes not wanting to watch Dean undress so she didn't do anything rash. "Ahhh it's fine just go ahead and change I'm not watching." She told him blushing slightly
Dean pouted and stuck his tongue out at her. "You're the doofus, doofus," Dean claimed, grinning. Dean hesitated before quickly pulling his shirt over his head and pulling his jeans off. After that he got his pants and pulled them on, feeling a little embarrassed. "Ready," Dean called, pink flush covering his tanned cheeks.
Harper gigged softly and moved so she wasnt facing him anymore pretending to be hurt. She didn't say a single thing to him. Her cheeks were still slightly red as he changed though she didn't look at all, even if she wanted to. Harper opened her eyes slowly," okay then." She replied quietly looking up at him but staying in her place in his bed
