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Chapter 27

Belle's POV

It has been two months since Harry and I first kissed at my birthday party and things have gone amazing! Everything was perfect! We were still going out on dates and now that Uni started I only see the boys at work twice a week, on Tuesdays and Thursday, which were the day I didn't have classes. The paps and the media had been talking about our dates but I honestly didn't really mind. I got used to them.

Harry still hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend but I don't know, call it sixth sense or female intuition; I feel he's going to ask soon. I didn't want to keep my hopes so high though. He had been really busy lately with the new album, the promotion; TV shows appearances, and those stuff. And in a couple of days the boys were going to travel to the States and we all know how things go when they are there... But whatever happens happens, right?

I was going to miss them. Lou was going with them too and I couldn't go because of exams and Uni so I would be by my own. Maybe I could go out with the girls or something, like a Girl Night Out. That would be fun.

Ugh, I really wish I could go.

I heard my phone buzzing on the kitchen table so I ran to pick it up. A smile grew faster on my face when I saw the caller ID.

Harry.

"Hello beautiful. How are you this morning?" Harry's voice sounded excited and nervous at the same time.

"Hey, curly chops. I'm quite well, how about you?"

"I'm waiting outside of your flat. Do you have plans? I really want you to meet someone."

He was outside? I ran to the window and looked down. There he was, smiling and waving at me. "I'll be there in 10 minutes." I said smiling.

"Great. See you in 10."

I hung up and rushed to my bedroom to put some make up on and check up my clothes. Once I was ready I locked everything up and left my flat.

Who was this person Harry wanted me to meet? What if that person didn't like me? Was it one or more than one? He sounded a bit nervous on the phone so it must be important... Shit. I needed to stop doing this. The lift's doors opened and I stormed into the reception; I quickly waved at Mr. Jackson and went outside.

Harry was leaning against his car with his hands on his jacket's pockets. When he saw me a smile grew on his face and as soon I was in front of him, his arms were wrapped on my waist. "Hi." I whispered inches away from his lips.

"Hey there." Harry said getting closer. But before he could kiss me, I noticed someone was on the backseat of his car and moved my face. "Hey!"

"Who's on the car?" I asked confused.

"Hey, where's my kiss?" He said whining.

I looked at him with a tell-me-whos-in-there look and he smiled and then laughed. "Harry."

"I told you I wanted you to me someone." He said, unwrapping his arms from my waist and opening the door. I cocked my head so I could see who was in the car and I saw a beautiful Violet and Light blue haired girl. She had big eyes and she was smiling, making her dimples shown.

Gemma.

Holy shit. I couldn't believe Harry was talking about Gemma when he said he wanted me to meet someone. Oh my God. Why didn't he tell me? I mean, we're talking about his sister! We all know how important she's for him. Holy shit.

"Belle, this is my sister Gemma." Harry said looking at me. "Gemma, this is the amazing girl who I've been dating for a month now." I tried to give Gemma a warm smile to hide how nervous I actually was.