Bella's POV
A knock caused her to look up from her laptop where she was lost in a design for a client.
"You have a visitor" Beth said with a smile.Beth was hired when she opened the shop since she couldn't be in two places at once, she was also in the process of hiring two more staff members who will take on more the UK based customers to give Bella time to focus on helping US customers.
The business was growing faster than Bella hoped since she signed some deals with estate agents for staging houses. It was everything she dreamed off and more, but as happy as she was it was also stressful trying to manage it all, so she knew she needed extra help.
"Thanks" Bella said standing from her chair and walking into the main office.
"You ready?" Scott asked her with a smile.
"Yep" she replied with a smile on her face.Chris was in London to promote Endgame and Scott had come with him, which meant they got to spend some time together while Chris worked.
She was going to show him the sights of London and was kinda excited to do some touristy stuff in her hometown.
It was a relatively warm day for April and she was in a cute maxi summer dress but with a cardigan because it's still England and it's not that warm."Have fun" Beth called out as they left the shop.
"So I booked us an afternoon tea and then we can go where ever you desire" she smiles at him just as her stomach growls.
It's only 11am but she's been working since 6am so she could take some time off today."Let's get you fed I heard you're not great to be around when you're hungry" Scott teases.
"Hey" she scoffs before adding "Tom or Chris?"
"Both" he laughs and she rolls her eyes.They enjoyed an afternoon tea at the shard before they decided to jump on a river cruise of the Thames.
Scott takes a selfie of the pair of the them to send to Chris.Wish I was there x
Was Chris's response a bit later when he had a break from interviews."You sure you don't want to come tonight?" Scott asked her as they stepped off the boat.
"Yeah I'm sure, I did the LA one. I know Chris would like me to be there but really all I do is stand to the side and hide anyway" she shrugs."I get you like your privacy but have you thought about the future? You won't be able to hide your relationship with Chris forever" his voice sounds nervous.
They start walking towards the London eye which is the next stop on their tour.
She sighs knowing this is a conversation she's had with both Tom and Harrison.
"I know but is it so wrong to want to keep it secret for now, I don't want to have my life plastered all over websites. I see how it affects Tom and is it wrong if I want to be able to keep going out without being photographed. But I also know how that sounds. Like we won't work out because that's his life and I get it but I've made it work with Tom all these years" she scrubs her hand down her face and sighs."Come here" Scott pulls her into his side.
"It makes perfect sense what you are saying and at least you are aware of the potential sacrifice of privacy. I know Chris and I know he loves his privacy as well so it's understandable and I can see why he's loves you. You don't want to use him for his name like a lot of his exs did" it's now his turn to sigh."It's funny because if anything the fact he is who he is almost stopped me from dating him full stop, but for the opposite reasons people probably think" she laughs.
"That's why you are perfect together but unfortunately this will come to light at some point and you need to be ready for it" Scott kisses her forehead.Since dating Chris she's gained another brother as well as sisters that's she never had, although she doesn't see them as much as Scott.
"I know honestly I'm surprised with how close I am to Tom and my job that we haven't been found out already."
"Me too" he admits.
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