The Only One || h.s.

2. Seven

*Author's note*

This chapter takes place in the present. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Bella's hair and outfit is what Cher Lloyd wore for her X Factor audition.

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*Bella's POV*

Seven.

That is the number of years that I've known Harry.

It's funny actually to think that only seven years ago I met my life long friend.

Well in my case, life long crush.

I don't know how to say this but here goes, I think I love Harry.

I'm in love with Harry Edward Styles.

There I said it.

Moving on...guess what today is.

School picture day, hooray....

You all know how picture day goes, right? Well I'll tell you anyway. The "popular" people get all new clothes, shoes, makeup, and so on. Then they make fun of everybody else's outfit because they think they are so cool. I don't get the whole who is "popular" and who isn't. I mean, come on, grow up.

Sorry I had to get my ranting over with for today.

Well back to my clothes.

I am wearing a black shirt, black short sleeve coat, golden jewelry, ripped camo print pants, high heals, and I have my hair up in a messy bun with my bangs up in a bump.

If you can't already tell I really don't wear what everyone else does.

And just because I like to wear high heals to school doesn't make me a slut or a whore, I just like to wear them. Also because I'm very short and I like to feel tall.

Anyway, I wonder what Connie is going to be wearing.

Connie is Harry's girlfriend.

They have been dating for two years now, I think.

She doesn't even like him.

Well I don't think she does because she is just a complete ass to him and she just uses him as her little play toy.

She is the biggest slut ever.

She always has her nonexistent cleavage hanging out, I think that she just shouldn't even wear a shirt at this point.

She wears really short shorts and short skirts.

One time we were in home economics and she was cooking and dropped her spoon. So when she bent over to pick it up she was wearing a skirt and everyone who was looking, sadly I was too, saw her lace underwear.

I wanted to gouge my eyes out and throw up.

I just don't understand why Harry is still dating her when she just treats him like crap.

*At school - Bella's POV*

Finally the bell rang and I get to get out of the hell hole they call reading class.

If you can't tell already I hate reading.

I love math though.

In fact, that was where I am going to right now.

Another reason why I love math so much is because Harry sits next to me and is my partner.

I was so excited that I ran to my third period class.

I was almost there when some douche tripped me.

All of my books went flying through the hall and I did too.

I was so embarrassed, but I picked all my books up extremely fast and pushed my way through my laughing piers.

When I get embarrassed my cheeks turn a rose color and sometime my eyes water.

Harry noticed my expression and spoke up.

"What happened?"

He knew me too well because when I tried to use the old "nothing" excuse he just exploded.

"Do you really think I am going to believe that? I have known you for seven years and you still think I am that gullible? I can tell when there is something wrong, and there sure as hell is something wrong Bell! So just tell me."

His sudden outburst scared me.

I was frozen in shock.He has never yelled at me like that, ever.

"Bell I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to yell at you."

"No, Harry, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry, you shouldn't be the one apologizing I shou-"

Before he could finish I cut him off.

"I should have just told you what was wrong, your right. You know me better than I do sometimes and this is one of those times. What happened was-"

The late bell rang and I sat down and my teacher came into to classroom.

Harry gave me a look that I could tell as 'talk to me after class.'

And with that our math lesson started.