The Only One || h.s.

20. Stairs

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*Bella's POV*

Harry and I had just gotten take out and decided to go back to his house because his mom wasn't home. He first dropped me off at my house so that I could change and then we both walked over to his house with the food.

Harry started to go upstairs and I followed him after putting the food in the kitchen but he turned and stopped me. "Where are you going?" He smirked at me and put both of his hands on the rails on either side of him.

"I don't know I was just following you." I look up at him innocently, not knowing of his intentions.

"Well I'm going to change, but you can help me if you want." He gave me a wink as I decided to go along with his little game. I climbed up another step so I was only one below him and reached for his white button down shirt. It was still very see through, which was a good thing for me. I reached up to the top button and started to undo the buttons very slowly. Once I reached the lowest one I looked up at Harry who was watching my every move.

Apparently I was taking too long for Harry's liking so he ripped the last button off and slid the shirt to the floor. I don't think I've ever been so ill prepared for something in my entire life. Harry leaned down and planted a kiss to my lips and quickly retreated into his room. He didn't close the door behind him when he reached the inside.

I took it as my own invitation and sat myself on his bed. I threw myself on my back and looked up at the ceiling.

"Hands down, this was the worst first date ever." I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment.

When a pair of rather large hands removed my own from my face, I looked up at the body hovering above me. He had now put on a pair of joggers but was still shirtless.

"I would call it exciting." He chuckled at my extent and continued his torment. "You keep me on my toes Bells." He continued to laugh as I smiled at him. I love his laugh, maybe not when he's laughing at me, but it's still the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.

"Put a shirt on." I giggled as I poked his exposed stomach. He flinched a little having been ticklish all his life I knew where he was most affected.

"You know you like it when I don't wear a shirt." He was correct. In fact, I loved it when he was shirtless.

"Harry we are going to eat our food. I'd rather focus on that instead of your chest." I pushed him off of me and headed for the door. He huffed in complaint and went to find a clean shirt.

I made my way down the steps at a slower pace waiting for Harry, who soon emerged with a light T-shirt that was slightly loose. A small smile crept onto my face as I decided to play a little game with him. A giggle escapes my mouth as I began to race down the stairs. I caught a glimpse at the grin that spread across his face as he realized what I was doing.

"Where do you think you're going?" I slowed my place ever so slightly so that I could turn around to face him. Bad move, that was a very bad move.

The smirk that was plastered on his face made me weak in the knees, which unfortunately were to weak to support my weight as I tumbled down the remaining steps.

"Bella! Bella are you okay?" Harry hurried down the stairs to my bruised self and kneeled down beside me. I had not acquired any serious injuries from the fall.

My hands went to cover my face but were pulled away by anther pair of hands. He inspected my injuries and saw a bruise forming on my knee. Concern was written all over his face as he bent down to place a soft kiss to the cap of my knee. A smile spread across my face at his sweet action.

"I'm fine." I laughed and he smiled as he stood up to help me get my sore butt off the floor.

"I swear you are definitely the clumsiest person I know." I laughed and so did he. I couldn't help but admire the way his eyes squinted while laughing, even if it was at me, and the dimple in his cheek appeared. It really is a beautiful sight, and it's the only thing I want look at for the rest of my life. I can't even begin to tell how madly in love I've fallen with this curly haired boy in front of me. Sometimes it scares me how much a person can fall for someone else, but what scares me more just how easily a heart can be broken by the one who you gave it to.

Why does love have to be so complex? Why can't it just be as easy as reading a good book? I saw the cover and it intrigued me so I read the summary and found out a little bit about it. I liked what I saw so I decided to dig deeper and the more I read the more I didn't want the book to end, but all good things come to an end. Right?

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*Author's Note*

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