We'll Be Alright || H.S.

6. The Best Friend.

August 7, 2019.

Isabella's POV:-

"OLIBEAR!"

"Oh my god, Em!" I pounce on my best friend and envelop her in a crushing hug as soon as I open the door of my apartment and register that it's really her.

I hear Gigi and Kendall giggle from their place on my couch. They were over here for a girls night. Guess it's gonna get even more interesting than before.

"Bella, let her come in first," Kendall laughs, "then you can continue clinging onto her."

"Oh shut up, Ken," i scoff at her, "you didn't have to go one year without seeing your best friend."

"Even if you did, your best friend didn't fly half across the world to give you a surprise visit," Gigi butts in, earning an eye roll from Kendall.

Emma, after silently laughing all this time, finally speaks up, "But seriously tho, let me in, Bella. I'm tired and jetlagged from traveling."

She pushes me in, letting herself inside in the process. I met her for the first time back in 2014 at the British Fashion Awards, and we instantly hit it off. We hadn't stopped texting each other and having regular night outs, as much as her work and my studies allowed us. It didn't take us long to become best friends. We understand each other the most, and we have a way of communicating wordlessly through our eyes. With her, I never feel judged. She has always been there for me whenever I needed her. Emma is the kind of person who you can walk an uneven path with, blindfolded, and she won't let you fall.

We haven't been able to see each other in the past one year, because she was off to some other part of the world for work. But before that, I had introduced her to Gigi and Kendall, so they are quite good friends by now.

She plops herself down on another couch in my living room and serves herself a slice of pizza. Thank God I had ordered extra pizzas, because Gigi, doesn't like to share her pizza.

"So tell me," Emma takes a bit from her pizza, "what have I missed in the one year I wasn't here? Did you get yourself laid?"

"Wow Em, what a fantastic start to a face-to-face conversation with your best friend after a whole year," I mutter.

"Oh, you won't believe it, Emma," Kendall jumps in, "she has some very interesting stuff to tell you."

"What did she do?" Emma looks at me with a serious expression.

"I think she'd like to say it to you herself," Kendall gives me a sly smile.

"What have you done, Isabella?"

I sigh. They haven't stopped teasing me about it since the night of Kendall's party.

I'd tell Emma eventually. So I start.

I tell her everything, about Harry's and mine conversation that night, leaving out specific details that I didn't tell Gigi and Kendall either, and about the other evening when I went over to his house.

When I finish, I look up at her and I'm instantly met with a mischievous grin spread across her face.

Of course she'd grin at this.

"So you're telling me that you people meet again at Kendall's party, he hugs you, you dance together, then you sneak off to a deserted park at midnight and apologize to each other and spend the rest of the night chatting away? And then you go over to his house two days later to meet his backup band and spend a quality time with all of them? Hmm," she leans back to the couch with the same mischievous grin, "interesting. I must say that I'm proud of you."