Nothing Like Us

Chapter 10

*2 weeks later*

Harry's p.o.v.

We had been together for 3 weeks. It felt like a lifetime and it was perfect. She was perfect, everything about her was just pure perfection. And it was the little things she did, the way she danced around to her music while she was making me breakfast, the way she sang in the shower, how she bit her lip all the time, a habit I found very endearing, the way she twirled her hair around her finger. She drives me absolutely wild, I knew that I was definitely in love with her. Her parents were a problem though. She hasn't told them that we're together, it makes this relationship a bit more fun, kind of sneaky, I liked it. But they hate me though, they could honestly care less if I was a million miles away from Bella. But she meant the world to me, and she couldn't be taken away from me. I would die before letting anything happen to her, I had to protect her from anything. She is my world, if she was taken away from me I don't know what I would do with myself.

Today was a lazy day around the house with the boys and there girls. And Niall with a friend of his, that I believe he is totally smitten by, but that is just me. We were watching F.r.i.e.n.d.s. our favorite tv show. It was Bella's favorite episode, the one about where no one gets ready. I swear that girl could quote all 10 seasons without any help. Another little thing I loved about her. She was cuddled up to my chest as we sat on the couch with Louis and Eleanor. Zayn and Perrie sat on the floor in front of the couch with Danielle and Liam, and Niall and Amy were on the leather chair next to us.

"Aw, you were gonna drink the fat!" Bella quoted. I chuckled as she smiled up at me. Man, I love her smile.

"Bella, shut up with the quoting!" Louis said. She shot him a glare making him back down in defense sarcastically.

"I can't help it, I know this show like the back of my hand." she giggled.

Zayn turned off the telly as we all groaned.

"This is getting boring." Zayn said

"Well what do we do? It's raining and I'm not going out in the rain, u can't get sick." Danielle said.

The girls started their own little conversation about some dressed they were getting for a red carpet event. The boys and I were talking about our next recording session we have in a couple if day. There was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it." I said kissing Bella on the top of her head and heading towards the door. I opened the door and was shocked to see what I saw. The two brown headed people looked at me with hatred in there eyes. I knew exactly who they were. Shit.

Bella's p.o.v.

Harry went to go open the door as me and the girls discussed our dresses. The boys carried on about some band they met a couply weeks ago.

"Bella, could you come here for a second?" I heard Harry say. His voice held a tension to it that worried me a bit. I got up and walked over to the door. Harry's back to me as he held open the door. I saw two people but I couldn't make out there faces.

"Baby, who's at the do-- oh crap."

My parents, the ones who would rather have Harry at a death sentence than have me live here and be happy. They hated him for no reason. And I hated them for hating him. But they were my parents what am I supposed to do, I think I've been rebellious enough for the last few months.

"Isabella Oliver!" my father spat. God I hated when be used my full name.

"Hey dad! How's it going?? Mommy! It's been a while." I said nervously. They gave me a glare, if looks could kill I'd be in my grave by now.

"I don't think you understand how much trouble you are in." my mom spat.

"How about this I'm 17 years old and I can have my own life." I said rather rude considering they were ny parents.

"Young lady, do not mess with me right now. I am livid."

"Why you have no reason to be!" I said back.

"I believe we do, we have all the reason to be absolutely furious with you." my dad fought back.

Harry stood there very awkward as me and my parents argued. I felt so bad for this happening.

"Again, I'm 17 years old, I graduated early I'm going on with my life like you wanted me to. I have an amazing job that pays well and I'm being taken care of." I motioned towards Harry. He had always taken care of me no matter what. They didn't care, no matter what I said they would never change their minds.

"No! I would rather you live on your own and poor than have him "take care" of you." he mocked Harry. Now I was the one who was livid.

"Don't say that about him okay, he actually gives a damn about me. I don't care what you say he takes care of me. He actually cares about me." I yelled. I protectively stood in front of Harry like it would help, his height towered over me. But I did my best to protect him as best I could. He had done so for me, he always protected me I had to protect him.

"Do not talk to us that way young lady!" my father said. I felt like I was five.

"Well I think I have a right too, don't you think?" I said.

"Why do you want to be here? Tell me why?"

"Because I love him!" I said as tears streamed down my face. I didn't want them too, they just spilled over.

"You what?!" my mother asked.

I wrapped my arms around Harry's torso as he protectively wrapped his arms around me.

"I said that I loved him. He means everything to me, he's always there for me. I love him." I looked up at Harry and he smiled down at me.

"And I love her, and if you can't deal with that then I'm sorry you feel that way." Harry told them. They looked shocked, I seriously in the moment wanted to slap the expression off their faces.

"We will discuss this some other time. We are in a hotel about 30 minutes up the road." my mom said.

"Okay, bye I guess." I said and shut the door locking it. I rested my head in the door and I just wanted to break down. Everything with in me had felt broken. I wanted to crumble on the floor. Harry wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his head on my shoulder. He lightly ran kisses up and down my neck, his nose brushing against my jaw.

"Thank you, baby." he whispered.

"Thanks you? Thank you for what? I didn't do anything, they might as well had stomped all over me." I cried. Harry turned me around and placed his hands around my waist.

"Baby, you stood up for me, you yelled at your parents for me. I couldn't thank you enough." he kissed my forehead. I sniffed as he placed a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I'm sorry." I said shakily.

"Don't be sorry, its not your fault princess."

"But it is, if I hadn't of come he--"

"Don't you finish that sentence." he cut me off. "If you hadn't of come I wouldn't have met you, and if I haven't had met you I wouldn't be happy right now." Harry said sweetly.

"I love you Bell." he whispered.

"I love you too Curly." I smiled.

I lightly brushed my lips to his never breaking eye contact. He crashed our lips together as I placed my arms around his neck. He put his hands under my thighs and wrapped them around his waist. He broke the kiss and nuzzled our noses together.

"Come on, baby let's go upstairs." he said cheekily.

"Oh Mr. Styles, you know I have my rules." I tapped his nose.

"Well then let's just cuddle." he placed me down and tugged on my hand pulling me upstairs. We stayed in bed the rest of the day and drifted off to sleep.