Why do I hate Harry Styles?

22: Reconciliation

Bella's pov

Confused? Would be an understatement if asked what I was feeling right now.
Witnessing the boy I just met, hugging the boy I wanted to meet , was just something I didn't expect.

However the relief and happiness I felt on seeing Harold in front of me was the most prominent above all.

After the brief meet with Hero , he turned towards me, one could make out he dismissed Hero way too quick and I knew the reason behind that.

"Bella." He took my name for the third time now.

I just remained silent, because of the lose of words , I was mute also I didn't know how to address him, what to call him?

I swallowed a lump formed in my throat and waved slightly to him.
"Hey." I finally spoke.

"Didn't expect to meet you here."

I frowned not understanding what he meant by that.

"I mean I didn't expect to run into you like this." He clarified.

"So did I.....uh I wanted to...."

"How do you know her?" Hero asked Harold, cutting me off.

"How do you know her?" Harold asked him instead.

"She was seating with me." He stated , implying how obvious it was.

"Oh." Harold realized

"Oh Hero were you fine waiting here?" Asked a lady , who just entered, as she hugged Hero .

"Yes mom. I can take care of myself. " he replied.

"Mom don't forget me." A blonde girl, who looked exactly like Harold followed the lady with candles in her hand.

"Oh the candles. Yeah. " the lady replied.

If I was correct this blonde girl was his sister Gemma and the lady was definitely his mother !?

Witnessing my extreme confused state Harold said.
"Uh mom why not you and Gemma go ahead light the candles, I'll just join you guys after a little while."

"But Harry where are you going." His mother asked.

"I'll be right be back." He pressed his words further not wanting to tell her anything more.

"Okay.." she replied.

"Are you going with Bella?" Hero asked looking at me, simultaneously drawing everyone's attention towards me.

I just stood there perplexed not knowing how to respond.

"Bella?" Gemma, if I'm right its her, mumbled .

"Yes...you are Bella Peters. Right?" She said as if realizing something.

"Yes I am." I replied with a formal smile.

"I'm Gemma . Harry...Umm..Harry's sister. " she introduced herself, I could sense she was hesitant to call him Harry infront of me that tells me she is aware of everything.

"Your appearance speaks that." I said.

"Oh well don't say thar infront of my brother, he doesn't like it." She said in a comic way making me chuckle.

"I could imagine that ." I said.

We were talking as if he was not just standing right beside us, hearing every word.

"Will someone enlighten me, whats going on?" His mom spoke, she looked exactly like him, with those yellowish green eyes , brunette hair, the perfect cheek bone, no wonder he has so sharp features. Gemma looked a lot like him but had light brown eyes and blonde hair .