chapter 6 Could this happen to me "Bella just admit it, if you just admit it I will drop it." Ryan said to me from across the kitchen. "I am not admitting anything because I DO NOT have feelings for Harry" I was beginning to think telling him about our kiss was a mistake. I was sure that Harry had forgotten it by now. So why couldn't I do the same. "You know living in denial is not good for the body or mind, I think they call it sexually frustrated" Ryan smirked from over his shoulder. I do not know what the big deal was. I have not seen Harry sense that kiss, which is kinda odd considering I have been at his house more than my own these last couple days. He was avoiding me, but at the same time I was avoiding him as well. "I'm just saying a kiss always means something, and something tells me that Louis would not be happy to hear about his best friend and girlfriend kissing." Ryan said while flipping over some pancake onto a plate and sliding them my way. I had an instant smile on my face not just from the fluffy pancakes in front of me but at the mention of Louis. "Girlfriend?" I questioned. "Don't act like you don't love it." Ryan replied sliding to the seat next to me. "It does not matter we are not labeling it, and saying girlfriend is labeling it" It was a few days ago when we talked about this. I straight up asked him what we were after the hole seen at the hospital. His reply was "I am not in a place to have a relationship right now, but I like being with you spending time together" With this I gave him a look. A look he caught onto "Bella I like you okay a lot but we don't have to rush this. I want to do us right" And with that I could do nothing but smile. No maybe it was not the answer I was looking for. But I could not except him to be ready for something just cause I was. I needed to show him that I could do just that and be what he needs me to be right now. And maybe I do feel more for Louis than he does for me. But that is just my flaw. To always be the one to put myself out there. I was putting my plate in the dishwasher when my phone buzzed. Good morning Beautiful am I still going to get to see you today? I couldn't help but smile into my phone. I loved getting those good morning text from Louis. But then again what girl didn't love being told she was pretty in the morning. I have never met one who didn't. Good morning and of course. I typed a quick reply and headed for the shower. Most of my days since I met Louis had been like this. Wake up get a text then go meet him somewhere. Or the usual which was my waking up next to him to hear him say good morning. Those were the best. I don't think there is anything sexier than Louis' morning voice, low like a hum with a certain vibration to it. Makes chills crawl up my back just thinking about it. I also have come to like the feeling of waking up next to Louis. It never fails I wake up first, his leg draped lazy over mine with his arm slung over my waist and other arm under his pillow we both share. We always end up in the middle of the bed clung together. My favorite way to wake up though would have to be the morning I stayed at his house after the hospital mess. I had finally convinced him to go home and get some sleep, which was when I added I would stay with him, he was more than willing. When I woke up my body was the first to react. I could tell Louis was moving closer to me, if that was even possible. I was in a state between sleep and awake. When I felt Louis' soft lips touch my forehead, then kiss slowly down to my nose, along with both my cheeks before landing on my lips. My lips instantly moving with his, my mind did not even have to react to him. My body did it for me. I finally opened my eyes still in a daze. "Mr. tomlinson you sure do know how to wake a girl up don't you" I smiled into the blankets strung over us. Louis just winked and wrapped me back up in his arms. I swear we stayed in bed all day just talking, and laughing and kissing. A lot of kissing. I had stopped knocking on the door along time ago. I would have knocked but Louis told me that he would be mad if I knock one more time. That I should just come in. So instead of making an argument out of it, I let him win and walked in. I heard the tv on, so that is where I started when I fist walked in but the person sitting on the couch not wearing a shirt was not the hot body I wanted to see. The floor creaked beneath my feet causing the head full of curls to turn and look straight to me. "Bella" He said it like the sound of my name was a word he could have gone his whole life with out ever saying again. "Harry" I said back with the same enthusiasm. How dare he act like he was disgusted in me. Last time I cheeked he was the one who kissed me. He flirted with me and he was the one who made the first move. I mean I know I was in the wrong as well but why does he get to act like he is the only one who is upset about it. I decided That I did not want to have that conversation with Louis some where in the house,so I calmly walked out of the living room and went up to Louis room. "Hey babe" Louis called out meeting me at the door within seconds he was hugging me and kissing me. "So Harry and I were talking and we have not had a party in weeks. And with everything happening lately. We could all use a little liquor and loud music. So we are gonna have a party tonight" "But before you scoff at the idea, it is only going to be a small get together nothing extreme" Louis smiled down to me and kissed me on the lips. With the way he was kissing me I forgot what he was even saying. That was until the small get together got completely out of hand. If Louis and Harry's idea of a small get together was this then we had two very different meaning behind small. "Oh relax Bella its a party" harry ran up behind me. Great. I thought just the person I wanted not to see tonight. "Really Harry the party just started and you have already downed a bottle of Jack" I never knew where Harry put it all. I mean he could hold his liquor, to an existent. "Come off it Bella. If I wanted you nagging me I would have stayed sober" harry snarled brushing past me so quick it almost sent me to the ground. "Fuck off Harry" I stayed only as long as to see the rage coming in his eyes. I think he was more shocked than I was that I said it. I mean he had no reason to act like he was the only one with the problem here. He could go somewhere else with his little attitude. I made my way out back. With the maze of people I was glad when I spotted Louis. My smile fading how ever when I saw him really cozy with some blonde hair bimbo in a tight dress that with one wrong move and this party would turn into a different kind of party. I mean I really did not have a reason to be mad but I wondered how he would feel if He was the one seeing me with some hottie, drunk and flirting. Who am I kidding, He wouldn't care if I was up on that table naked, dancing to some song that came on the radio next. Now the thing I did next was probably not the best idea I ever had but hey. I was at a party I mean people at partyies drink. But at a certain point I forgot what I was even drinking and just started grabbing the blurred bottles I could find. It wasn't until a hand wrapped around my waist I realized I was stumbling all over the place. The hand was firm and soft on my hip, and I kinda like it there. "Bella your wasted" That raspy sexy voice that haunts me in my dream spoke into my ear. "Mm fine" I slurred letting him lead me down the hall. "Really now" Harry joked seeming more sober than he was earlier, his attitude all night had been pissing me off. We walked into his room. Even in my state I was in I knew this was not a good idea. "Here just sleep in here tonight I will take the couch" Harry helped me to the bed but of course me plus drunk means clumsy. I tripped over my own foot. I brought Harry down with me, cause when I opened my eyes he was so close if I moved one inch we would be kissing. Harry's breath caught in his throat, he swallowed hard, giving me this look like he did not know what to do. I snaked my hands up to his face and placed my hands on either side of his face. "Thank You" Was all I could get out before Harry had his hands wrapped around mine and helped me back on my feet. Laying me down and pulling the covers up he turned out the bedside lamp, and started towards the door. "Wait" was all I could get out, I was lost for words. I did not know if it was the amount of drinks I had or me just being emotional but I wanted him to stay. "Stay with me" He gave me this look like hell no that is not a good idea. "Please Harry" I said softly moving over as we walked over to me. The bed dipped down when he got in. It was sweet really we just stayed there for a moment looking at each other. But he started to move, and I moved closer to him. I layed my head on his chest, I could hear his heart beat. It was fast and loud, like he was nervous but I choice to ignore it, when his arms warped around me body. I think we were both asleep in less than five minutes.
