Reaching Out. (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter Four

Tea's P.O.V

Packing my bag for my weekend with Bella my mind keeps wandering to the way Marcel kept looking at her. Why would he even come over and talk to her. He must have a lot of damn courage coming and messing with my girl. Bella doesn't want to be around some smart ass, geeky, nerdy guy. Does she?

Looking up in my mirror I shake my head at my thoughts knowing Bella would kill me if she found out I was thinking like this. I know she always gives me heck when I think negative about things when I'm not even sure about it or them, but I cant be the only person who does it.

I run my fingers through my bangs pushing them out of my face. Sighing at the reflection starring back at me. The thing about me is I'm different then a lot of people. Why? Because I dont want to be the exact same as every other girl out there. Bella and I promised eachother we would never turn into some fake ass people. 

When me and Bella walk down the hallways, streets anywhere. We get the most attention. Me wearing mostly black, they think I'm goth. But no, I just like the color black, black boots, black jeans, black shirts, sweaters, you name it. Yes, I wear other colors but I like black. Nothing wrong with that.

People always ask how me and Bella get along because we are so different. Bella wears the cute dresses, nice shoes - but for some odd reason never high heals. Only special occasions. - She can pull off anything. But then there's me and I'm just Tea, black, un-attractive. Sometimes I don't even understand. But, I always here this one saying, Opposites always attract. Right?

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"Would you rather shave your head bald and keep it that way for, four years or eat broccoli for the rest of your life" I say asking Bella. She hates broccoli so I have to make this question hard for her. "What the hell! You cant expect me to pick, your terrible at this game" She says as serious as possible her lips twitching trying not to form a smile.

"That's the point, its supposed to be a hard as possible" I say sticking my tongue out at her. "So, tell me, broccoli or shave your luscious locks?" I say with a wink.

"Neither, I don't want to play this anymore, you cow!" She says and rolls her eyes throwing a pillow at me. Laughing I launch it back hitting her by surprise she falls off the bed. Silence fills the room before Bella's contagious laugh fills the silence that was lurking around seconds before.

I swear, anyone would die for her laugh. Its just adorable. As her laugh gets louder I cant help myself from laughing as well. "You almost gave me a heart attack, you ass!" I say laughing even harder. Her head pops up and she has tears running down her face.

"How miss, Tea did I give you the heart attack. I'm the one who went flying off the damn bed" Bella says keeping her face serious before breaking down into another fit of laughter. As she makes her way back up on the bed, her laughter has calmed down. I'm thankful because her laughter is the cause of mine.

"That actually really hurt, though." She says with a soft chuckle before sticking me the finger. I roll my eyes and give her the finger back. This is the best part about Bella and I, we aren't into girly shit so its for both of us its easier to get along.

"Food" She says calmly before looking at me. What the hell? "Food?" I question her laughing softly before she is running out of the room. "I'm ordering pizza!" She says. Rolling my eyes I lay back on her bed. The amount of food this chick eats I'm still surprised on how skinny she is. Any girl would be dying to have her body. Including me.

My mind wonders back to her ex Ashton. I never understood what she saw in him. He was a total ass hole. But then again, I've never even had a boyfriend so I guess I don't have a right to think she was stupid or anything. But that wont make me understand why, out of all the people she liked him, and its my job to find someone who is the one for her, no one who is going to break her heart again.