A month has passed and I really don't have many complaints on how things have been going, except for Jethro.
Jethro hasn't really accepted the fact that Harry and I hang out just about everyday. He also hasn't accepted the fact that I've falling for Harry and Harry has falling for me.
Harry has told me multiple times about his feelings for me. A few times before and after exploring my body and pleasuring me, but I know he's not just using me for that. One: because he sticks around. Two: I haven't returned the favor. Yet. He just has such a way with his warm hands and soft mouth, I can't resist. And I like him. I like him more than words can explain. He makes me feel special and like I'm the only one in existence.
Back to Jethro; he knows what Harry and I have done physically. He wanted to pound Harry's face into a curb but Niall, Cynthia, Max, and I begged him not to. I let Harry touch me, I want it. Harry isn't pushing himself on me nor is he disrespecting me in anyway.
Jethro also feels as if I'm pushing him aside for Harry but that's not the case. I ask Jethro to hang out with us all the time, even though I know the answer. Jethro will visit me at work before Harry does or I go to visit Harry. He'll also come over some nights to watch movies and that I don't mind. I love Jethro, he's my best friend. I don't ever want him to think that I'm putting someone before him because I'm not. I'm just in, I guess I can call it a relationship and he has to realize that it's important to me. If he got along with Harry, there wouldn't be any problems. Not once has Harry passed a rude comment to or about Jeth.
Harry and I have been on more dates, many to fancy restaurants and many to diners. Many to the beach and many to that secluded hill. Each and every time, we have a blast. We've snuggled and we've kissed. We've shared more secrets and laughs. He's made me dinner and I've made him breakfast. He brought more roses to my job and I've brought him and his co-workers some Krispy Kreme donuts. Get it? Cause they're all health freaks who work in a gym? They enjoyed it.
Harry and I now have a slight routine. If we don't spend the night together, we talk on the phone. Then we leave each other goodnight and good morning texts. His are always cute and cheesy, and he knows I love cheesy.
I've admitted that every time he calls me "baby" I get butterflies so now he uses it all the time. And instead of being under "love" in his phone, I'm now "baby." I love it. He's "babe" in mine.
I've met more of his friends and I think they like me, he told me they do but I hope e isn't just sparing my feelings.
He also witnessed a panic attack of mine, supporting me throughout the whole thing. Calming me down with his words and kisses. Usually, I don't like to be touched. No one can touch me when I'm in that state; except for Harry. He accidentally put me in his lap while I was mid-cry and my body instantly relaxed. I felt safe and protected rather than in danger and closed in. He kissed my forehead and told me everything was going to be okay, and he was right. The panic attack was actually over meeting his friends.
We were going to Dave and Busters as a large group and I was so worried they wouldn't like me. That they would disapprove and laugh at me. I worked myself up so hard to the point I was shaking and crying. Harry walked in the apartment to pick me up, he has a key and Cynthia is okay with that, and he immediately knew I wasn't okay when I wasn't playing music or in the living room. He said he just "felt the vibe." He actually rushed into my room and saw me on my bed. He got on his knees, held my hand, then pulled me down into my lap. He didn't judge me.
I had a good time. His friends were sweet. Except for some. This girl Mandy and this other girl Riley were quite rude. Harry told me not to worry about them.
Now, it's eleven at night on a Friday. Harry and I decided we were going to have a movie and pizza night at my house but he's not here yet. He got caught up helping some friend move in.
Cynthia and Niall just left about ten minutes ago, going to a party that I have no inference in. Jethro asked to come over and I told him he could join Harry and I but he declined. Surprise, surprise.
"Plain, right peanut?" Was the text I just received from Harry.
"It's up to you, snookums." We gave each other many nicknames.
I continue to watch the episode of Friends as I hear the door open.
"Hello, baby." He smiles and places the pizza down on the coffee table in front of me, kissing my lips.
"Hi, handsome." I smile as he pulls away.
"The idiot told me it was fifteen dollars on the phone but when I got there he said it was twenty three so I was like 'dude, no' and we went back and forth. Turned out he told me the wrong price. Therefore, for the troubles he caused, we got free garlic knots." He explains.
"Score." I give him a high five.
"Where's Cynth? And Niall?" He opens up the box of pizza, grabbing paper plates from a separate bag.
"They went to a party. They said we could go when they left."
"Do you wanna go?" Harry asks.
"I said no but if you wanna go.."
"Nah."
"You little bastard, you wanna go!" I laugh.
"Nah."
"Don't lie."
"Nah." He takes a bite of his pizza.
"Is that all you know how to say?"
"Nah." He laughs. "I mean, I haven't been to a party in a while."
"So go, go have fun." I smile and take a sip of my water.
"Where is it?" He asks.
I find it funny how he's considering going but I really don't mind. Parties just aren't really my thing. I end up driving everyone home.
"I think it's at Jacks." Now our mutual friend.
"We should go, have a fun night out."
"But watching movies and eating pizza in comfy clothes is fun." I whine.
"But baby, real fun."
"Making out is real fun?" I suggest.
"Yes, yes that is." He laughs. "Come on, live a little. We haven't been to a party in forever."
By forever he means three weeks. Because we have gone.
"Sigh." I say.
"I never get that. Why you say 'sigh' instead of just sighing." He laughs.
"Sorry." I stick my tongue out. "Why don't you go? I seriously don't mind." And I don't.
"But I wanna go with my baby." He drags the word baby and I get butterflies.
"You can come and sleep over after."
"I want you to come!"
"No, go. I'll have Jethro come over and eat this with me." I laugh.
"That dick isn't eating the pizza I paid for. He doesn't even like me." First time he's called him a name.
"I will pay give you the money."
"My girlfriend isn't paying for food." He looks me in the eyes.
Girlfriend?
"Girlfriend?" I ask. Slightly shocked. Not slightly shocked, very shocked.
"I figured that's what you are to me. You're my girlfriend, I'm your boyfriend." He shrugs.
I don't want him to take it so lightly? But I'm glad that he's comfortable with it? Questions in my head.
"I like that." I tell him.
"Good. It's now official." He smiles. "Because I might've told Zayn that you were my girlfriend." He takes a bite of his slice.
"You dummy." I playfully kick his side. "But I don't mind. Cause now I'm gonna tell everyone." I laugh.
"One of those girls, huh?"
"Who brag on social media about their gorgeous foreign boyfriends? Yes." Calling him 'boyfriend' gets me going.
"You're cute."
"You're cuter."
"Do you wanna go to that party?" He asks. I can tell he actually wants to go. And I feel bad holding him back and I also feel bad because I know he won't go without me. I want to make Harry happy. I want to make my boyfriend happy.
"Fine." I drag. "But I will be back here to eat this pizza later tonight." I point to the box.
"Not a problem." I get off the couch, kissing his cheek in the process and heading to my room to change. I might as well just wear a simple black dress, if I am going out. I don't plan on drinking so I don't have to worry about flashing anyone, like some people. My hair is already slightly straight and I like the wave it has, so I'm leaving it. I can't go out looking like I don't wanna be there though, so I should put on some makeup; mascara, coverup, and lipgloss will do.
I brush my teeth and do all that within seven minutes, walking back into the living room with some black heels.
I text Cynthia that we're coming.
"You aren't wearing that." His mouth drops.
"Excuse me?"
"No, no. Please change."
"Why?" He stands up and walks towards me.
"Because some guy will want to take you home and I will end up punching him in the face." And he's not lying. Because it's happened.
We were at the beach with a group of his friends and when we walked inside this arcade themed bar, a guy came up to me and asked for my number. He also tried to grab my waist but I politely declined and shortly after, the mans face got aquatinted with Harry's fist. The jealousy got the best of him but I didn't mind.
"But I'll be with you the whole time, why should it matter?" I cock my head to the right.
"Because there are assholes out there Bella who just don't get the hint." He kisses my neck.
"Why don't we just stay here and do this.." I slightly moan as he pushes me against the wall and his hands roam under my dress.
"I wouldn't mind." He mumbles. "But I feel like getting my boogie on." He kills the moment and I can't help but laugh hysterically.
"Fine. I'm not changing though."
We cover the pizza and leave it on the coffee table before locking the door and heading to Harry's car.
I love being young and having the energy to go out.
"You said at Jacks right?" He asks as he rubs his hand on my knee.
"Right."
"How was helping Cj pack?" I ask him about the last part of his day.
"It was alright. He only asked for my help moving one of the dressers but I felt bad and helped him with a few TVs and things. His new place is really nice."
"I'm happy for him." I smile though he can't see it.
Cj was madly in love with his girlfriend but they broke up because he caught her cheating. He was devastated and we all felt so bad. But now he's back on his feet and moving into his own new place. And it's good for him. A new start.
"Me too. He deserves it."
"He does, he's such a nice guy."
"Maybe he'll end up with a girl almost as good as you." He rubs my thigh a bit.
"I wanna kiss you." I get the urge and tell him.
"So kiss me."
"But you're driving."
"I can do it." I see him smirk as we pass a streetlight.
I unbuckle my seatbelt and lean over to place a sweet kiss on his lips, delicate yet needy.
I move my lips from his to his neck so he can focus more on the road.
Something in me is getting testy and I wanna tease him. I wanna make him want me like I want him.
As I kiss his neck, I move my hand to the center if his pants, slightly palming him.
"Baby." He groans.
I feel his throat tense as I lightly suck and I feel him grow under my hand. I've never done anything like that and I'm sure I've taken him by surprise.
"Baby, you're gonna kill us." His tone is sexy as I rub harder.
"Sorry." I peck his neck and pull away, sitting back in my seat.
"Do I turn you on?" I ask though I know the answer as he grows in his pants.
"More than you know." He puts his hand back on my thigh and I put my hand back on him, squeezing and rubbing. I bite my lip. Although I'm not doing much, I'm nervous because I've never ever done this. Ever.
"I can kinda tell." I giggle.
"You're so hot." He groans.
"Only for you." I admit.
After teasing him a few more minutes, I stop because I don't want anything to happen in his pants or in his car. I mean, we all know how it ends. We all know what it comes down to.
"If you ever pull anything like that again, baby I swear." He tells me as he grabs my hand as we walk up the pathway to Jacks.
"You'll what?" I laugh.
"I'll take you inside that car." He laughs and I rub against his shoulder.
"Oh, hey Bells." I hear someone call my name as we walk in.
Harry and I both turn around to see Ashton.
