My Not So Ordinary Life

Chapter Twenty-One

We're almost to the park now.

"Harry?" I say his name.

"Yes?" He grabs my hand and interlaced his fingers with mine.

I feel my face heat up. "What I said earlier. I really was going to call you."

I see him smile, but when he looks at me, his face is serious. "What were you going to say?"

"I hadn't planned anything out. I was planning on winging it. Maybe see what kind of a reaction you would have. I don't know what you would've said, and to be honest, I'm scared. I don't know if I really want to know. But I just," I look him in the eyes.

He kisses me.

We only stop when we hear someone say, "ew. they're kissing."

It's little toddlers playing in the park. Harry and I both laugh.

And then we look at each other again.

I break eye contact with him and look at the grass as we continue to walk.

"So," Harry says.

"Yeah?"

"How did you like my response?"

I look at him. "So does that mean."

"Bella," Harry starts to say. He gets down on one knee.

Oh my gosh.

He takes my hand.

"Isabella Marie. Would you do me the honors of being my girlfriend?"

I take his hand and pull him so he stands upright. I hug him, and then I kiss him. Harry has one hand on my waist, and another on my face, while I have one hand in his beautiful curly hair, and another on his face, as well.

I broke off our make out session and said, "How do you like my response?"

I smiled and continued walking through the park.

"Bella, you can't just do that, and then leave me wanting more. That's not fair!" I hear the smile in his voice. Yet I also sense that he was being serious.

I feel hands around my waist and I squeal. "Harry!" I say.

"Bella!" I hear my name being called.

Wait, if Harry's not holding me, then who is?

I feel myself being lifted into the air. Someone is flying with me in their arms.

"Who are you?" I ask the stranger.

"You don't need to know," I hear the voice say. The person must be wearing a mask because the voice sounds changed, and fake.

The next thing I knew, I was falling.

I scream.

I feel as if my feet touched the ground, when I feel hands on me. I look to find Harry. "You caught me."

"I would never let you fall."

I look in the sky to see who was trying to take me away, but all I see is some person in a disguise. He or she is now too high in the sky to see them.

Harry puts me down and we walk silently back to my house.

"Harry?" I say. He is looking at the ground. "Where is your car?"

He immediately look up and notices the empty driveway.

"Oh no," he says so I almost can't hear him.

"What?" I ask.

Harry is pacing in circles around the driveway.

"Lets go," he says.

Without question, I follow him. He starts walking faster, starts into a jog, and before I knew it we were running at our full potential.

Soon enough we arrive in the Secret Dark Tunnel, where the other band mates of One Direction are.

I hear a dinging.

"Quick," Harry says to me. "Get behind the couch."

"Why?" I say ducking. I hear footsteps.

"Emma?" I hear Harry say. I bolt upright.

"Emma, what are you doing here?" I ask her.

"Following you," she says.

"I beg your pardon?" Liam says.

Emma jumps, startled from him. She looks around to see everyone else here.

"Why does everyone seem to know about this place? Everyone, but me?" Emma asks. She looks mad. I exchange looks with the other band members. "Well? Is anyone going to tell me?"

"You're not supposed to be here," I tell her. "You're not even supposed to know this place exists." Emma is going to hate me for the next thing I'm about to say. "If you would excuse us, we were in the middle of something. I think you've overstayed your welcome."

"Bella," Niall says. I shift my gaze to him. "Please, just calm down." He turns to look at Emma. "Emma, come with me."

Niall puts his hand on the small of her back and they exit the room.

"What was that about?" Zayn asks me.

Harry tell him, Liam, and Louis about Austin. And then he says, "It's better she's upset about this, than her finding out about him. Or finding out what Bella really is."

"Even if she did find out," I start to say, "she would never believe me."

We end up relaxing on the couch and watching television. My mind is somewhere else though.

Sometimes its hard to gather your thoughts together, and I feel like this is one of those times.

I want to rest my head on Harry's shoulder, but I feel like that would be weird with other people in the room. We sit side by side, our thighs touching, and Harry's arm around me.

Niall and Emma walk into the room. It's been about an hour. I wonder what they've been doing.