**HELLO! Make sure you read the ending of that last chapter I changed it a bit 😉thank you so much for the reads ❤️**
Monday... Yay.
I am already 15 minutes to early to work. Honestly. The doors arent even unlocked yet.
I decide to take my journal out. I always keep it with me to write down what has been hapening, mostly things exciting. I have had this journal since I was five, so there are many memories in here.
I decide to start from the beginning.
December 1997,
Today I lost my first tooth! Mommy says it will hurt for a few days but she said this nice lady, the tooth fairy, will cod and bring me money!! But I have to be asleep or else she won't come. I can't wait to go to bed!I laugh to myself. I remember that day as if it were yesterday.
I turn a couple pages;
September 2007
Dads gone. Again. Why does he keep leaving mom? He says that he has "business" to take care of. I'm not sure what that means, I just hope he comes back soon.I forgot I had put that in there. My dad had left our family when I was fifthteen for another women. My father cheated on my mother for a year before I caught him in bed with her, lets just say because of that I was in therapy for years.
The doctors have quoted me "normal" but thought it is a great idea for me to keep my memories in this journal. It's good for the mind, remembering old times.
I begin to read through another memory, but my thoughts were disturbed by a constant breathing over my shoulder.
"Um, can I have some personal space?" I requested.
"What are you reading?" A thick voice spoke back. It was Harry.
"Nothing." I quickly close my book and put it back in my purse. "So, how long were you reading over my shoulder?"
"Not long, just happened to see you, you looked sad, thought you might need a friend?" I glanced up into his deep green eyes and began to wonder how do eyes even get this green? "Are you okay? Did I say something?"
Crap. He noticed.
"I-I no, your fine" Literally my subconscious adds.
"Your not so bad yourself." he smirks.
"Not what I meant exactly but okay" I add, while smiling like an idiot.
"Would you like to come to my house for dinner?" He asked.
"I-I-I'd love too." I answered. Why do I always get so nervous around him? I mean he's just a gorgeous man with deep green eyes that make you want to know everything about him.
Huh.
"Great!" He smiled "Here's my number," He handed me a slip of paper he had pulled out from his wallet, "I'll text you the address after work. See you later Bell." And with that, he walked away.
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I decide to text Harry after my shift ends to see what time he wants me to come for dinner.To: Harry
What time would you like me to come over for dinner?
-BellIt wasn't even a second later I got a reply.
From: Harry
In about a half hour if you could. I have to pick up Darcy from dance practice.
-HDarcy? Who the heck is Darcy? What if he got a girlfriend? What if he just asked me to dinner to make sure we are friends?
I take my time driving to his house and pull into his driveway.
Woah.
His house was immaculate. Three garage doors, three stories (not counting the basement), about a football field long, with glass windows the size of my apartment alone. I was shocked, I thought he would have a small house for one... Maybe his new girlfriend wanted a bigger house.
I knock on the front door and am shocked when I see him standing there.
He looked hot.
He wore a blue button down shirt (with the top two buttons unbuttoned) and tight black skinny jeans. I didn't think a guy could look so good in skinny jeans.
"Bell! Come in! I made Fettuccine Alfredo, I hope you like it." He smiled.
"That's one of my favorites!"
"Mine too. Darcy is just upstairs, I'll call for her soon. Please take a seat! Do you prefer red or white wine?" He smiled as he poured himself a glass of red wine.
"As flattering as that is, I don't drink. Sorry." I blushed. I hope he isn't one of those people to take his feelings and crumble them with alcohol. That's how my Mum was, and it was hard for Adam and I.
"Oh, well um, I have a couple codes in the pantry. They aren't cold but, Darcy loves to have them with dinner. Would that be ok?"
"That's fine, thank you." I smiled, well if I don't get this question out now I'll never know. "So, how long have you and Darcy been together?"
He nearly chocked on his wine. "Darcy is NOT my girlfriend, she's my-" he thought for a second. "Well you can see for yourself. DARCY!"
I was in awe. The little girl that walked down the stairs, was far from a girlfriend.
" Yes, Daddy?"
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GUYS IM SO SORRY BUT I SCREWED UP THE ORDER CHAPTERS SO INSTEAD OF IT GOING4,5,6
IT GOES
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MAKE SIRE YOU READ 5 BEFORE 6. THEY ARE VERY IMPORTANT CHAPTERS THAT CAN NOT BE READ PUT IF ORDER OR YOU WILL BE CONFUSED.
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Teen FictionJezzabell and Harry have an incredible love story. Filled of everything you could possible dream of, but what if everything that happened, WAS a dream? PS// there are way to many errors in this story to fix