Falling For You

Chapter twenty: LA all over again

"La, your dog chewed the couch up again." My dad sighed, walking into the guest room. "Again?" I asked. He nodded. I sighed, and got up. "I'm sorry, it's a new house, and she doesn't understand that she isn't allowed to go on the couches for that reason." I sighed. "It's fine, but this time... it's pretty bad." He replied.

"Oh my god!" I yelled. Stuffing on the floor. On the couch. On the table. Pillows thrown all over the place. Little rips and teeth marks in the couch. "India!" I yelled. "Dad, I am so sorry." I sighed, turning to him. "Hey, it's okay. We can buy a new couch." He replied. I nodded.

"India, come." I yelled. "Sit." I said, once she came to me. She sat, and wagged her tail. "Oh, you're excited? You're gonna be excited when you go to Nina's." I said. As if she was a child, her face dropped, and her head. "Yeah. You're gonna like that, aren't you." I smirked.

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"Alright, make sure she doesn't go on the couches. And make sure there's nothing on the floor. She chewed up my bra, jacket, and underwear. She always chews my heels. But she goes for the bra." I informed Nina. She nodded, and took India. "If she causes any problems, call me." I said. She nodded. "Oh, and, you're probably wondering who this is b-"

"It's your father." Someone said. "Mom?" I asked, looking inside the small apartment. "Hi Isabella. Christopher." My mom replied. "Alexandra." My dad replied. "What are you doing back? I thought you were with Laila." She said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I am with Laila. She's my roommate. We share a house." He replied.

"What about you? Still living in the apartment?" She asked, looking at me. "Uh-" "She got evicted. She's living with me and-" I shook my head no. My mom doesn't know about Harry and I. At least I don't think she knows. "And what?" She asked. Here we go. "She stays over Harry's sometimes. If he comes home late." My dad replied. "You do? Does he pay you extra?" She asked. I nodded. I guess you can say that. "Good. How much does he pay you?" She asked. "Oh, you know. Just a few extra dollars. Like, twenty." I chuckled. She nodded, and smiled. "Why don't you two come in?" She asked. "Oh, I-" "I'm sure Harry can wait." She smiled.

We walked inside, and saw the one person I never wanted to see again. My step dad. "You know what, um, Harry's daughter is sick, and I really need to go make sure she's okay. And I'm supposed to go somewhere today. I'm sorry." I smiled, getting up. "Sit." My mom said. "I can't. I'm sorry. Harry has a lunch today at his house, and I have to cook. And I have to make sure Kaylin is okay. I'm sorry. Uh, Nina, take care of India. Call me if anything happens. Anything." I said. She nodded, and walked us out.

"I will call you, I promise." She whispered. "If anything happens." I replied. She nodded. "Be safe, please. You know what he's capable of." I whispered. She nodded, and laughed. "Yeah, India can be pretty scary." She laughed. "Yeah. Just be careful with her. She's capable of hurting people." I replied. She laughed, and nodded. "I know. Don't worry. She will be fine. I'll keep her safe." She smiled. I nodded, and hugged her. "Be careful." I whispered.

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"Harry, I am so sorry I'm late. I got caught up at Nina's and my... Mr. Osborn, hi." I smiled, setting the bags on the counter. "Bella, hi. Mr. Styles will be right down." He smiled. I nodded, and put the groceries away. "How's school going?" He asked. "Good. I would say the same, but... Uh.... you're... never mind. I'm sorry. I'm just nervous." I laughed, very awkwardly. "Why are you nervous, Bella?" He asked, moving closer to me. "Uh. Because.... I'm alone. With you. Harry's boss. And-" "There's no need to be nervous around me." He whispered, moving closer to me.

"You know, you're very beautiful." He whispered, running his hands down my side. "Please, don't touch me." I whispered. "Why? Do you not like this?" He asked. I backed away, only to be stopped by the counter. "Because I'm seeing someone... and you have children... and you're married. And you're.... older than I am." I replied. "Harry's older than you. And he has a child. And he had a fiancé." He smirked, putting his hands on my waist.