OOOOH! You guys hate me now, right! Cliffhanger in DA HOUSE! Woop woop! Okeydoke if you just wanna get to the story, you dont have to read this, but I feel like over the internet you don't get to know a person. So I will tell you a little about myself. I ride horses. I'm actually currently ranked second in all of 4 states and fourth in a different state, all in 18 and under of course. My horses name is Songbird and she is beautiful. Ok. I'm a girl. Hellooo, sexual! ;) HAHAHAHAHA no. No Im not. Ima potato. Anyway, so I have some really awesome friends that love me for me. Thank you, fellow earthlings! Anyway, I'm totally random and wierd, but also kinda funny. Lucky me? I hope y'all like my story, it's my first. (IM NOT FROM THE SOUTH!) SO, if you want my email, inbox me and I'll tell you. Should I do a fanfic about all the boys? Anyway, that was my brief me lesson! Fan, comment, vote, read. Not in that order, but I appreciate all! :)
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I leaned in, real close, and.... He shut his eyes and leaned it too. I took the extra buttery popcorn bowl and slammed it very gently onto his head, not so it hurt, just so he would have butter curls. Hehe, loser! I rubbed the bowl around on his head so it got butter everywhere. He froze, turning so we were eye to eye."This means war," I could practically HEAR him thinking. I smiled innocently and paused the movie. He jumped on top of me, pinning me down. I smiled again. "Halo," I mouthed, miming a halo around my head. He smirked, leaning closer. He took my arms and pinned them above my head. I froze, unsure. He smiled. With one hand he held my arms above my hand and with the other, Harry started tickling me.
Harrys POV:
I was honestly not thinking about tickling her. I was thinking about how pretty she was. Her blond hair was different, not fake at all. And her tan was natural. Something different from all the sluts out there. At concerts, fans sometimes tried to impress me and the lads with short clothes and tons of makeup. Bella wore hardly any, and she was wearing casual clothes right now. Some girls, trying to be prettier, dyed their hair. Bellas was natural. Snooki looked like a pumpkin, what with her fake tan. Bellas was beautiful and natural, and she had a great body. As she laughed with such ease, I noted how her eyes were bright blue and literally sparkled. How her whole face relaxed, and how her laugh was so stunning. I got so distracted, I didnt notice that I'd stopped tickling her, and how she was holding a pillow up in front of her. I grabbed a pillow, and she started hitting me with hers. Being the gentleman I wasn't, I hit her back. She laughed, and we had a full on pillow fight. When we decided to get back to the movie, Bella fell asleep on my shoulder. I studied her as she slept. Even sleeping, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Her full lips were parted slightly in unconsciousness. Her face was calm, almost happy. "Night Bella. Sleep well love," I whispered before crashing into sleep mode.
Bellas POV
I woke up, and started to stretch, but realized my arm was trapped under something. I looked at Haz's face, trying to push his arm off. Eventually I just gave and waited. When Haz woke up, he looked around blearily before my laugh brought him back to earth. He gave me a huge bear hug.
Third Person POV:
Through the rest of the month, Hazza and Bella became close friends, sleeping over at each others houses almost every night. Harry still hadnt told her that he was in a famous boyband, and so Bella still didn't know. What was about to change their friendship started when the lads moved into harry's house, and Gemma and Anne moved out.
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Another cliffhanger! I'm killin ya guys, I know. I'd say I'm sorry, but..... *cricket cricket* Did you know every awkward silence, a gay baby is born? So thanks guys. Thanks to you, that baby will be picked on and teased for the rest of his LIFE! You people are so mean! -_- Love you all! xoxoxoxo
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The Boy Next Door
FanfictionOnce upon a time, there was a beautiful girl named Bella. She moved to the UK, next door to a superstar. And they lived happily ever after. Right? Wrong.