|just tell me that you love me z.m.|

2.1

Bella's primver photoshoot^

"What the hell?" Bella mutters as she enters the living room, which had a picture of her Primaver photo shoot and a picture of Lexie at her boyfriend's basketball game framed above a fireplace along with pictures of Tom, Jorden, Meg- Bella's stepmother- and her father.

"They were the only pictures we had." Tom explains, sitting next to Bella.

"How old are you?"

"Thirteen," the blonde smiles. "And Jorden is seventeen but acts like he's forty."

Bella cracked a small smile, "how did you know it was me?"

"Dad practically stalks every magazine you're in. Mom is proud and dad..well..you'll see when he comes back from work."

"Okay. May Snow come on the couch?" She asks, and Tom nods eagerly. Bella gently lifts the white dog and places her on her lap.

"I've never seen snow." Tom mentions, petting the dog gently.

"Really? Well it's..cold and it's pretty and..I don't really know how to explain it. Maybe one day you'll come over to see it?"

"But you live in California." He frowns.

"I visit Maine every December for Christmas. Next year you're invited." Bella decides hastily. Tom was so sweet, and he genuinely adored his 'big sister' which made Bella feel guilty for ever being rude to him.

"Da-"

"Bella." The dark haired man smiled, walking into the living room with his eyes set on his daughter. Bella frowned and kept her gaze low as she muttered a hello.

"Hi Bella I'm Meg, your step mother."

"It's nice to meet you." Bella smiled, shaking hands with the petite woman and wondering why the hell her father left her mother for this woman.

"You're even more gorgeous in person. We're big fans of your work." Meg tried to start conversation, sitting down on the loveseat and practically forcing her partner to sit with her.

"She's a big fan, I find it vulgar. Do you know how embarrassing it is to only have pictures of you in bikinis and half nude?"

"You had thousands of pictures but you left them behind, along with lex and I." Bella said honestly, her voice low and without emotion. She was completely monotone as she held onto Zayn's hand, breathing rapidly in and out.

"So who's this?"

"My fiancé Zayn." Bella introduced, showing off her real smile for the first time since her stranger of a father and stepmother arrived.

"Look at their dog mom! Isn't she cute." Tommy interrupted, fingers hypnotizing the dog and moving randomly, Snow's head following his fingers.

"She's adorable." Megan smiled. "So how long will you be staying?"

"Just overnight. We have to be in Miami by Friday." Bella explained.

"Oh, why?"

"My sister is sick." Zayn replied, lifting himself up and adjusting how he sat on his wheelchair.

"Oh I'm so terribly sorry, Zayn." Meg said, and Bella's father added, "as am I."

"On your way back you should consider staying over for more than overnight. It's Jorden's birthday and we'd love for you to attend his special day."

"When is it?"

"Two weeks from today. The 23rd."

"Um we'll see. I've been driving a lot today and I'm really tired-"

"I'll show y'all to your room." Tom offered, standing up with Snow in his arms.

Bella wheeled Zayn to the room before walking back to get their suitcase where Meg and her father were speaking in hushed voices.

"She's gorgeous." Meg states, organizing the washed dishes back in the cabinets.

"She dresses like a slut while being engaged to somebody. I don't know how he puts up with that."

"He seems like a nice boy."

Bella scoffs, taking the luggage and stomping away. She rolls her eyes and keeps her head down, bumping into someone. Jorden places his hands on her shoulders, stopping her from walking closer.

"Are you okay?" Jorden asks, green eyes boring into Bella's with concern.

"How are you so..nice? I mean you're so kind and I'm so mean and your Dads a bitch and your mom just allows it."

"We do crazy things for the people we love. We make excuses and push ourselves and sometimes even hide ourselves. I'm coming out to mom and dad on my birthday and I'd love it if you were there."

Bella sighed, now she had to attend the birthday. "I'll be here."