Loving Belle ✎

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BELLE
° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

I'm having an internal, mid life crisis.

I would appreciate if someone wants to take my spot as my clone. Hey, I'd even pay you!

How do you know if you like like someone?
I tried googling it but their answers were quite ridiculous.

I'm sitting on the couch in Hunter's living room. I'm watching him feed our fish, Sushi. Admiring the way his muscles flex.

Of course, I find it wholesome that my not-even-boyfriend is feeding our fish, and I realise, hey I think I might really like this dude!

Is there a word for not like but not love either? An in between? Because I don't think I love him. I can't love him. Sure I've known him for 9 months and 14 days but I still think my heart is moving to fast.

Why am I stressing? I already knew I loved Hunter ages ago. But that was when things were platonic between us. I'm overthinking this because we're still platonic. He took me out on a date, sure. Doesn't mean anything. He probably took a lot of women out on dates.

"What are you thinking about?" Hunter interrupts my thoughts as he sits next to me, his hand on my knee.

Casual, my ass.

"Do you think I could hold my breath for 3 minutes?" I blurt which is better than asking what we are.

"Of course," The corner of his lips turn upwards but his eyes rake over my face like he knows that's not what I'm thinking about.

"Aw thanks, I already knew it too. I just wanted confirmation. I don't think you could," Just yap it out. "I feel like you could only go for like 2 minutes if I'm being generous,"

"Thank you for your honesty Belle. I know I can rely on you when I need a bit of humbling," I nod while I fiddle with the necklace he gave me. He watches me carefully and I feel my cheeks heat up at his gaze.

"What?" I ask but it sounds more like a squeak. Why am I nervous?

"What's wrong?" He asks and tilts his head to the side. The small movement makes me focus on his jaw. He has such good features, I want to punch him for it. I hate attractive men.

That was a joke.

"Nothing," I say and watch as he shakes his head, a small laugh falling from his lips. I frown at him and flick his shoulder. "Why are you laughing at me?"

"You are such a bad liar Belle,"

"I am not,"

"Sure,"

"Before you say anything, I want you to remember I'm the better one in this friendship," The word friendship tastes like shit and I want to never use it again when it comes to Hunter. "Which means I'm a better liar than you. Say sorry,"

"Sorry Belle,"

"Properly,"

He chuckles, "I'm sorry for doubting your skills when you're better at everything,"

"You're forgiven," I grin happily and look away from him. I watch Sushi instead. I think being a fish would be fun.

"Belle,"

"Yeah?"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

I smile softly and pat his thigh twice before getting up. "I'm sure. I have to go though. Sabrina is picking me up. I'll be at your game tonight though don't you worry,"