The Only One || h.s.

4. Protective

*Authors note*

Hey guys, sorry these are short chapter. I am trying to make them longer but I think this one will be short.

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*Bella's POV*

I kinda didn't want the bell to ring.

I also kinda did for some reason.

I don't want it to ring because then I have to tell Harry what happened to me.

The only reason why I want it to ring is because I want to run, hide, and to avoid what Harry will do to the person who tripped me when he finds out.

Well I might want to see that, but the other reasons are still true.

You may not know this but Harry can be very scary and intimidating at times.

Like this one time he beat some kid up in sixth grade just because he called me a mean name.

It wasn't even that bad of a name, but in Harry's book apparently it was.

Harry is very protective over me. He always has been and always will be, at least I hope he will be.

I usually feel very safe around him.

He has that sense of safety to him.

This is one of the reasons why I love him.

Harry isn't as protective over Connie as much as me.

Take that Connie.

Anyway, I guess he just thinks of me as his little sister or something like that, because why else would he be so protective over me?

I guess I will never know, unless I ask him.

I snapped back out of my train of thought by the bell.

Shouldn't the saying go "saved by the bell," not "ruined by the bell"?

Well in my case it is the later one.

I hurried to get my books off the floor so I could dart and avoid Harry, but it was no use because he was standing in front of me with his books.

Damn him.

"Are you going to tell me what happened, or just stare at me and be late to our next class?"

My mind went to total panic mode.

"Erh...... I-I will tell you on the way to our next class."

That was all I managed to squeak out.

"Why don't you want to tell me? Is it really that bad?"

"I just don't want you to overreact because sometimes you can, you know..." I trail off and mumble incomprehensible words to myself.

"You know I can't understand what you're saying when you do that, and when have I ever overreacted?" He stares at me with a completely innocent stare that made me think of very inappropriate things.

When I finally snapped out of my fantasies I just rolled my eyes. "Don't you try to play the innocent act on me. Remember that time that one kid accidentally cut my arm and you decided to give him a black eye?" I crossed my arms and waited for a response.

"Well the prick deserved it, he didn't even say he was sorry."

"Yes he did Harry, he apologized before and after you gave him that nasty shiner." He simply muttered an apology and grinned at me.

"Anyway, can you just tell me and I will try my hardest not to overreact? Please?" He's playing the doe eyes and pouted lip trick on me. He knows it always gets to me. He knows me so well, sometimes I think he knows me too well.

Obviously he does Bella he has known you for seven years, he lives across the street from you, and he knows every single thing about you.

Shit, this makes him have a very bad advantage.

"Hello? Earth to Bella, you there Bell?"

I love when he calls me Bell, Bellers (long story), Bellarina, and Bells.

"No. Please leave a message after the beep..... *beep*"

"You and I both know that even if you don't tell me that I will find out some how."

Damn him, again.

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*Author's note*

What do you think Harry will do when he finds out?

Sorry about all the short chapters, but that is just how I roll.