Secrets

ten

I CANT BELIEVE OTRA IS OVER!!! I'm so proud of my boys though, and LARRY FUCKING HUGGED :p They definitely deserve this break and we'll see them back in 18 months.

pic of Zach above

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"Bella! Come out, come out, wherever you a-OOOOFFFFF!" Harry screamed as I jumped out of my hiding spot and onto his back.

Louis and the boys were coming back tomorrow, so Harry and I decided to have a "no rule day" to celebrate our last day of freedom, as he called it. That meant no rules, no getting in trouble, and most importantly, no spankings!!

There had been no more real trouble since my incident with Dylan that first night, and Harry and I have gotten closer for the most part. He's mainly really sweet and caring, by sometimes, his eyes would just cloud over and his smile would just disappear. He'd furrow his eyebrows into a frown and kind of... fight with himself? It usually ended up with him locking himself up in his room for a couple hours, so I didn't really bother him during those times.

"Belllaaaaaaa" he whined, still carrying a 16 year old girl on his back. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his torso and squeezed, tasering his sides. He squealed like a little girl. Yes, Harry Styles screams like a little girl; don't ask me why.

He pushed me off and glared at me.

"Oh it's on little lady," he threatened. "I'll give you to the count of 5 to be out of my eyesight. Otherwise, it's about to get ugly."

I quickly ran away, waiting for Harry's countdown.

"1...      2...    5!!!!!" he yelled, tromping through the house, trying to find me.

"Hey! That's not fair! You only counted to 3!" I pouted, stomping my foot. I turned around to see him standing in the doorway. Gasping, I tried to run away, but he easily scooped me up and started tickling me.

"Hahaha- HARRY-eeeehhh! Stop I-ahaha- can't breathe... can't breathe" I gasped, trying to form words while laughing uncontrollably. After 30 painful seconds, he let go of me and sat me on the counter.

"So baby girl, what do you wanna do today?" He asked. I pouted. I was not a baby!

"Hey! You're more immature than I am! and I want Starbucks; is that even a question?" I sassed. Please, I know that we've only been living together for 2 months, but you should know I love Starbucks by now.

Harry rolled his eyes and muttered something about white girls and peppermint lattes under his breath.

"Yeah, ok c'mon Bells lets go" he said unemotionally. There it was again. His eyes had lost their sparkle, and he was no longer smiling. Ugh! I was sick and tired of it; I'll confront him later. Right now I want a iced coffee!!!!

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We walked into Starbucks with sunglasses on to avoid being noticed and quickly headed for the cash register. There wasn't much of a line, so we ordered right away. A guy about my age was working the register, and all I can say is DAAAAAAAMMMMNNNNN SON. (picture above)

He saw me and smiled wide, revealing pearly whites.

"What can I get for you, beautiful?" he winked. Harry, you got some competition coming your way.

"Um, I'll take a venti iced soy caramel macchiato, 2 pumps of vanilla syrup, 3 pumps caramel dolce upside down please" I ordered in one breath, laughing as the barista's eyes widened in shock at my order. Harry stifled a giggle behind me, and I punched him lightly to make him shut up. Mr. Hottie winked again, and wrote everything down.