Loving Belle ✎

19

HUNTER
° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

Belle was dancing.

And by dancing, I mean throwing herself around and looking happier than ever as she sings to Supercut, her hair in her face but she couldn't give a shit.

"You looks beautiful," I say the corner of my lips lifting up when she yelps.

"Oh hey," she's out of breath and her cheeks are red. "I was just, um, you know, exercising my calves before my marathon,"

"Yeah, I do that aswell before my marathons,"

"Should we wear matching SpongeBob and Patrick costumes while running?"

"My thoughts exactly," I sigh and shake my head. It scares me how she comes up with these things on the spot.

She lets out a soft chuckle and kisses the corner of my lips before hurrying away from me.

I grab her wrists gently snd pull her against me. Her body is flushed against mine and I move my hands behind her neck, angling her head up so I can see her face.

"Fuck you're pretty," I blurt, the red coating her cheeks just became my new favourite thing.

"I'm a teeny tiny bit sick. I might be contagious. I was shaking it off."

"I don't care, kiss me properly," I murmur every fiber in my body wants to close the gap between us when the door to her dorm opens. I groan planning to kill whoever walks through the door. Belles quick to jump away from me like she just got caught stealing a horse.

"Oh ew," Sabrina walks in and I glare at her as she walks toward the kitchen where Belle busies herself with washing an already clean plate. "Don't let me stop you guys,"

"You already did," I grumble visibly annoyed.

"How was your day?" Belle asks happily. Her playlist is still on and she moves herself to match the beat.

"It was good thanks. Apparently Cassie is hooking up with a football player. Crazy considering she was obsessed with Hunter like two weeks ago,"

"Who's Hunter?" She asks seeming genuinely confused and I grin at that.

"Heard he's super cute," I insert myself into the conversation with a sly smirk.

"Huh really? I always thought it was Callum."

"Oh yeah, he's pretty attractive," I force the words out my mouth, "You should definitely get with him,"

Sabrina laughs at us but asks, "Is Callum still obsessed with Alana?"

I stiffen when I hear her name but I just shrug.

"Who?" Belle asks, her eyes squinted as she tries to recall the name. Obviously it comes up empty because she doesn't know who Alana is.

"Callum's childhood best friend. Or ex best friend. They hate eachother. I don't think he really hates her though," Sabrina says attempting to justify their situation.

"Why?"

"I just know he did something that really hurt her but they still talk sometimes,"

"If they had a trope would it be enemies to lovers?"

"I guess so," she hums as she fills up her water bottle. "Without the lovers part. One time I asked him if he loved Alana and he stormed out,"

An uncomfortable silence passes between us as Sabrina looks at me, her head tilted as she tries to study me.