Secrets- Harry Styles FanFic

Chapter 6

By the time she got ready, it was already 4:30. I waited patiently as she took her time to add light makeup and jeans. When I finally heard her soft voice trail in my ear, I perked up from the bed. I could feel myself grow hot as if fireworks danced in my body.

Wow, she looked...stunning. Her hair naturally curled in random areas makes her seem so innocent. Her gentle eyes lit up as I smirked, making her feel confident. Her frame was skinny, with a hint of curves. I loved the way her body looked underneath those tight dark jeans and loose pink sweater. It was a slight chilled atmosphere but I didn't give her any clue to where we were going.

Bella's POV

The car ride in his black pick up was mainly silent. I tried asking a few questions but he would have a witty remark for each of them, so I gave up on the conversation. I rolled down my window and flung my head out, taking in the breeze. I heard a slight gasp that turned into a cough. Harry obviously didn't approve but I didn't care.

Feeling the wind whip on my face made me giggle, and I soon remember the countless times I was in back of Percy's motorcycle. The pain that was bottled up in my heart instantly poured into my stomach, seeming in my mind.

"What's wrong?" a British voice pokes through my mind.

"What?"

"Never mind." He shrugged as he forced his head to the road.

"Um...where are we going?" I began conversation as I pop my head back inside the car.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." His witty comment rang through my head. I hated how I didn't know anything.

Couldn't he just tell me?

I huffed and was answered by a few chuckles. Flipping my head to Harry, I couldn't resist my smile tugging at the ends of my lips by the way his mood enlightened sparks in my body. His cheeks consisted of dimples and his hair grew wild. It was in a curly mop that made me want to twirl it around with my fingers endlessly.

His eyes morphed back to a dark shade of green making me want to look inside of them every moment.

Shortly, Harry's lips tip up and I knew that I was caught staring for too long.

I dart my eyes to my fingers, toying with them. How could someone so rude and different, have such an effect on me? Why was he always forcing his feelings away? I'm surprised that no one has mentioned anything about it ever since.

They never even asked how I felt when I was shut out of the outside world. And my mother... I wonder how she and Percy were pulling through this. I always wanted to run off and never return to my broken house but now I decide against that.

"Why are you crying?" a concerned Harry placed his hand on my thigh as his index finger began to rub me for comfort.

I part my lips to speak but I couldn't find the words. I didn't even realize that I started to cry, the tears seeming endless.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I gaze up at the worried curly, his face constantly bending to me and the road. My stomach grew warm as the fire ignited in my heart. I had a passion for him...a burning passion I suppose.

"Bella?"

"I...don't really feel like talking about it. Thank you though." I say as a small smile tugged my lips. He answered me with a tight nod.

"We're here." He informs me as we made our way to a restaurant. Its main colors were black and a deep red. To my surprise, many people were lining out the door, the parking filled completely. I thought that Harry was going to take me somewhere abandoned and scary. I shook the thought away and realize that we finally find parking.

A long arm swung around my shoulders, making my insides spark. My face was surely red. The closer we went I finally saw the name of it. 'For Those About To Rock.' We made our way the big restaurant and the scenery was exactly how I envisioned it to be. The room itself had tinted lights that dimmed at each table. The seats contrasted well to the black tables; there color beaming red.

If I didn't see the logo I would have thought this place was a mixture between a Goth and drinking joint.

A young lady with short flaming red hair escorted us to our table. We were in the corner as if Harry ordered us to be here. My body became uneasy as she left us with the menus giving us time to decide.

"Everything looks so good." I broke the silence as my head peeked out from the large menu.

"Yeah, me and the boys come here often. I suggest getting a hamburger or something. There salads are small portioned." He tells me as he throws his leather jacket on the rim of the chair.

"Okay, I think I'm going to go with the 'Big Mistake Burger.'" I confirm and Harry chuckled.

"You would." He dared as his face flushes from embarrassment.

I laugh and swat his arm, and I got answered by his face getting redder. This was fun to make Harry get nervous. I bit my lip as the waitress came by once more, having a humorous expression of her face. I could hear Harry laugh wickedly and I shot him a glare.

"So after a few play fights later, are you ready to order?" the lady mused as her eyes seemed to light up from under the deep shade of eyeliner she wore.

She seemed to be a college student that was pretty curvy. I looked at her name tag as it stated "Nivea."

After we told her what we wanted to eat and drink Harry spun around to get my attention. I looked at him and the ends of my lips tipped upward as I saw his gorgeous features.

"That's Nivea but we call her Niv's for short." He explains.

"Oh." I smile. "So I guess you guys come here often?"

"Yeah, didn't you hear me request for her?"

"No I was...thinking I guess." I lightly laughed and he chuckled some more.

"She's the manager and we come here often because Niall has the hot's for her." He begins to laugh some more, finding the whole situation amusing. They would probably look good together. She seemed really sweet and anti-bitchy. I liked how she respected the fact that I was with Harry and made no flirtatious manners at all.

We thanked her as she gave us our platters. We exchanged our names as well, making me like her even more. I looked down to see a heaping burger taunting me. The fries were also plentiful and thick.

This was going to be a big mistake for sure. Harry got the custom burger that was about the same size as mine, but I laughed at how I just realized I was being stared at by two people.

Nivea laughed very loudly as she saw my face.

"Make me proud and make a dent in it!" she smiles at me. I chuckle and nodded my head.

"If she won't I will finish the job." Harry confirms,smirking.

After a few witty remarks and loud laughs later, she left us to enjoy our meals.

"Let me use the washroom real quick." Harry informs as he made his way out of his seat.

Before he began to leave he turned to me once more.

"Don't talk to anyone besides Nivea, okay?" he questions, his face held firm.

"Fine." I giggled as he smirk. A couple minutes later I began to hear a series of vibrating in his leather pocket. I guess I didn't notice his phone go off until now. What if it was one of the boys trying to contact us for something important?

Scanning the area to make sure that Harry was nowhere in sight, I dove my fingers in the pocket. I clung to the vibrating object and I gasp at the sight of it.

It was my cellphone.

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