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Chapter 16

Harry's POV

I was talking with Mr. Jackson when I heard the lift's door open and I saw her.

She looked stunning. Well she always did but seeing her in that red dress and with wavy curly hair. Shit! And those red lips. Those red lips were killing me. She was killing me.

Belle walked over to me and I kissed her on the cheek. "Hi." I whispered in her ear. I could feel how the goosebumps started to appear. 

"Hi." She answered back.

"You look beautiful, Belle. I'll have to watch out at the party from every guy that may want to come near you." I said in a playful tone.

"Don't be silly, Harry." She said laughing. I really loved her laugh. It was really sweet, friendly, and she let her innocent nature show even more when she laughed. She doesn't realise that but I do.

"Ready to go, smurf?" I asked her.

"Yes, curly chops." She answered. "Oh wait! I need to text Sophia and tell her I'll talk with her tomorrow or else she'll get mad."

I waited till she texted her best friend. When she was done, Belle took my hand and said 'ready' and smiled. That took me by surprised, it took me a few seconds to compose myself. We said goodbye to Mr. Jackson and walked to the car. When we were almost there she suddenly let go off my hand brusquely. I looked at her with confusion all over my face.

"I'm sorry." Belle apologised blushing. Her eyes weren't looking at me, they were looking down at the floor.

"Sorry about what?"

"About holding your hand. I shouldn't have done it. I don't know why I did it. I didn't even think if you wanted to. I ju-"

"I wanted to hold your hand too. It took me by surprised but I'm glad you took the first step. If you hadn't done that, I would have held yours." I confessed feeling a little embarrassed.

I knew my confession made her feel better because she looked at me and her sweet brown eyes were sparkling like two brown ambers.

We got on my car and drove to Zayn's house. All of the boys would be there and Perrie, Eleanor and Sophia too. I called the boys earlier saying I invited Belle, they were really happy that she was going. 

When we arrived at his house Belle got nervous. She told me she wasn't the party type so she wasn't used to this. I tried to calm her down saying I wouldn't let her alone and that the boys would be here too. We entered and we were greeted by Zayn and Perrie. Zayn and I introduced Belle to Perrie, who was looking at her and me with a big smile on her face.

"It's so nice to meet you, Belle! You're so pretty! Come with me I'll show you around the house and introduce you to my Little Mix girls." Perrie told Belle and grabbed her hand and took her away. I tried to stop her but it was too late. I hope Belle was going to be alright. Well she was going to be with Perrie so it was ok. But Perrie could be a little too enthusiastic and that may scared Belle.

"She'll be alright mate. Perrie will take care of her." Zayn said tapping my shoulder.

We went to where the rest of the boys were. Eleanor and Sophia were too. I said hi to them and Niall handed me a drink. We started talking and drinking. I haven't seen Perrie and Belle in a while maybe I should- Don't be so fucking controlling pal! Let her have a little fun. Don't suffocate her.

Drink after drink we all were starting to get a little tipsy. We were drunk as fuck. Louis and Niall started singing at the tops of their lungs. Niall was the funniest person to be around when he was drunk. I was the type who hugs others and gets loving.

"Where are you going Harry?" Liam yelled.

"I'm going to find Belle." I told him.

"But she's with Perrie and the other girls. I bet they're having fun and that's why they haven't come here with us." Zayn said.

"I don't fucking care. I want my Belle back. Perrie stole her from me and now I want her back." I whined.

All of the boys spat their drinks and looked at me with big eyes. "What? YOUR Belle?" Niall looked at me. He had his mouth opened.

"When did this happen?" Louis asked.

"Uh..." Shit I'm way too drunk. 

"Spit it out bro!" Zayn shouted.

"Spit it out what?" I heard her voice behind me.

Belle's POV

I told Perrie I was going to go where the boys were because I haven't seen the rest of them. I had fun hanging out with Perrie and the rest of the Little Mix girls. They were really kind with me.

I walked through the crowded room trying to find the boys. I heard two voices that I could recognize anywhere signing really loud. Niall and Louis must be really drunk. I followed their voices and got to where they were. I was about to say "hi" to them but Zayn spoke first.

"Spit it out bro!" I heard Zayn shouting to Harry.

What were they talking about? Were they fighting? "Spit it out what?" I said confused.

All of the boys looked at me. Harry turned around slowly till we were facing each other.

"Belle." Harry whispered.

"When were you two going to tell us you were dating?" Liam asked looking at us.

"Wait. What!?" I screamed.

"Was also because of that why you didn't want to go out with me?" Niall asked me.

"Wow, wow, wow. Slow down. You're all fucking drunk and you're not thinking straight. Harry and I aren't dating. We're just hanging out. We're knowing each other and then we'll see what happens." I said.

"Oh really, babe? So why Harry called you "his Belle" then, huh?" Louis asked cheekily.

"He what?" I said confused. I looked over and Harry and he blushed. I wasn't sure if it was because of the alcohol he consumed or because of what Louis just told me. "Harry?"

"I- Well- Uh." He said, running his fingers through his hair. He was nervous.

"He said, quote: 'I don't fucking care. I want my Belle back. Perrie stole her from me and now I want her back.'" Zayn told me.

"Thanks Zayn." Harry told him in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm just trying to help you out, bro." He said laughing and raising his hands in defence.

"Maybe we should let you two alone." Liam said smiling. "Come on guys."

Once we were alone Harry took my hand and took me to the couch that was there. 

"Belle, I-"

"You don't have to explain anything. You're drunk as fuck. You don't even know what you're saying." It was true. I didn't think he would have said it sober. I mean, Harry said he liked me but not to the point of calling me 'his Belle'.

"Sshh, don't talk and stay still." Harry told me with a deep voice. 

He cupped my cheeks with his hands and looked me directly in the eyes. He started rubbing my cheek a bit with his thumb and began to get closer.