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André Harris x Reader You were picking at your food at the Asphalt Cafe, lost in thought. To be specific, you were thinking about one of your closest friends at Hollywood Arts, André Harris. Every time he leans in close to show you something or you brush hands, you find your face getting hot and your heart pounding in your chest. You knew this isn't normal to feel this way for just a friend, but you're afraid to even admit you have a crush on your talented best friend. You've been keeping your feelings secret for weeks, and it's starting to stress you out. "Hey girl," André called out, surprising you. "Hey," you sigh in reply

André Harris x Reader You were picking at your food at the Asphalt Cafe, lost in thought. To be specific, you were thinking about one of your closest friends at Hollywood Arts, André Harris. Every time he leans in close to show you something or you brush hands, you find your face getting hot and your heart pounding in your chest. You knew this isn't normal to feel this way for just a friend, but you're afraid to even admit you have a crush on your talented best friend. You've been keeping your feelings secret for weeks, and it's starting to stress you out. "Hey girl," André called out, surprising you. "Hey," you sigh in reply

Author's Note: Hehehe. The second chapter CB I hope you all like it, cause I JUST WON MY FIRST VOLLEYBALL GAME THIS SEASON, AND I'M HAPPY. SO I SHALL WRITE THIS CHAPTEEER. Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater in any way and all (C) goes to it's original owner. _____________________________________________    The floorboards creeked as a blue haired boy shifted his weight, watching his partner run away. The window, that was too dusty to bring any light, slamed open and shut on a pattern. Almost every 10 seconds. The boy was outraged by that damned doppleganger that he wanted to jump up and tear the window apart. Having an anoying banging so