Ezra is mainly quiet for the remainder of our study session, pretending to finish the study guide. But I figured he would be after our run in with Harry and Niall. I on the other hand spend the remainder of the session pretending to look up information on Oscar Wilde but my mind just keeps replaying the interaction Harry and I just had and the night before spent with him.
We end up leaving the coffee shop not long after that and before saying goodbye Ezra promises to text me later once he finishes the study guide and I start to make my way back home. There's a little bit of sun poking out from the clouds that teases warmth on my walk back but the cold still nips at my skin and I shove my hands into my pockets cursing myself for forgetting to bring gloves.
A couple (very cold) minutes later I walk up to the apartment, my hands in my backpack fishing for my keys before grasping them and unlocking the front door and stepping into the warmth of the apartment. I kick off my shoes and toss my backpack onto the nearest couch before also taking off my coat and resting it on the rack by the door. I wiggle some warmth back into my fingers and start to head to the kitchen before I'm soon distracted by the sounds coming from Bella's room.
I hear Gorillaz blasting from inside and I briefly knock before opening her door. My eyes widen as I take in the sight before me and I halt in the doorway, Bella is dancing around her room with one of her study guides in her hand, reading aloud the material on the page. I fight back the laugh thats threatens to erupt from my lips as I take in her dancing will also trying to memorize the start of the women's menstrual rights movement.
She turns and yelps as she see's me standing in the doorway and I the laugh that I had been trying to hold back bursts from my lips. Bella goes to turn down the music coming from her speakers and I plop down on her bed, tucking some loose curls behind my ears.
"What in the world were you doing just now?" I ask, hints of laughter still lingering in my voice. She brings the study guide up to her face and lets out a short laugh before bringing it down, a small blush evident on her face.
"Don't laugh at me Evie I swear this is what I would do in high school and it helped me remember the exam material every time" she replies and plops down on the bed next to me, nudging my shoulder.
"I swear I'm not I just don't know how I've lived with you for years and am only now discovering this" I respond while holding in another laugh. She rolls her eyes at me and tries to push me off the bed but I quickly jump off before she can reach me.
"Lets cook dinner tonight as a little self love to ourselves for studying so hard, I know you were at the coffee shop all day no doubt driving yourself a little crazy with all the stuff you have to memorize" Bella says.
I nod, deciding to hold back some small tidbits of information of what actually occurred today and tell her to just give me a shout when she's hungry and begin to head back to my room. Once inside I flick on the fairy lights surrounding my walls and plop down at my desk. Pulling my laptop out of my bag, I start studying again.
Two hours later I'm standing in the kitchen watch Bella pull from the oven what is supposed to be freshly made pork-chops but really looks like coal. My eyes widen as I take in the now very burnt meat that was supposed to be our dinner.
"Bella... what happened to the pork-chops?" I ask quizzically, the freshly made vegetables that were supposed to be paired with the pork-chops resting in the plate in my hand. Bella gives me puppy dog eyes, the one thing she knows that makes it impossible for me to stay mad at her.
"I swear I followed the instructions down to a T but these pork-chops just hated me." She responds, the puppy dog eyes still reigning strong. I let out a sigh and rest the veggies onto the counter before pulling my phone out of my pocket. I lift the phone up to my ears and give her the stink eye before blowing her a kiss. Hello is this Mancino's pizza? Yeah I'd like to place an order for delivery.
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Invisible String || H.S
RomanceHe looks at my lips then back into my eyes and moves forward as if to kiss me. I feel my breath hitch but then he just brings his hand up and tucks a curl behind my ear before stepping back. My heart drops. *This story is a slow burn and it is ongo...