The Boy Next Door

Before Ireland

Jess' POV:

NO ONE made my best friend cry. Not me. Not Paige. And not this Harry guy. Did I know him? Heck no, but Bella does. It was time to have a talk with him. 

I marched up to the door and knocked, loudly rapping my knuckles.

A boy came to the door. He looked quite shooken up. The mystery boy opened the door cautisously, like it might explode.

"Are you a fan?" He asked in a hushed whisper.

I snorted. Was I a FAN?! Oh. My. God. Hell no, biotch. I was literally seeing red.  "Heck no. Not now, not ever. Not after what you guys did to Bella."

He paused, and then sighed, holding the door open. "I think you should come in."

I walked in, and stopped, stunned. There was a boy with curly hair, he had to be Harry. The boy had red puffy eyes; he had obviously been crying. Why was HE crying? I doubt he even cared. Like seriously?  You don't KEEP that from someone!

"Liam, who is this kid?" Harry asked.

"This kid," I mimicked him. "Is Bellz' best friend. Why did you not tell her?!" I was really angry. My voice was shaking, my hands were shaking, and it took all I had not to throw a punch at this kid.

"I didn't want her to take advantage of me because I was famous."

"WOW. Someone has a big ego. And if you even HALF knew her, you'd know Bellz isn't like that."

He winced. "I know, but I didn't want to tell her because it would ruin our friendship."

"You're really stupid, you know that? And think about this. How could it EVER have been a friendship if she didn't know this HUGE part of your life?!" I legit shrieked that last sentence. 

With that, I turned on my heel and stormed out. Bella deserved a break. 

Liams POV:

When I opened the door, I don't know who I expected. But I did NOT expect a fiery red head. I shook my head when she left. She was absolutely right. Bella was a great girl, and not telling her had been a huge mistake. The red head looked really angry. Like she wanted to rip of Harry's head with her bare hands. She had every right. Bella and red were clearly very close.

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Bellas POV:

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Jess in a grass skirt, hula dancing. 

"Come on babe! We're going to IRELAND!"

"yay! And you had to play up Hawaii because....?"

"Bella, baby!" She sounded like a movie director. "IT'S CUZ I'M WIERD, OKAY?! CAN'T YOU JUST EXCEPT ME FOR ME?!"

"Wowww. You sound like Louis!" My face fell as I thought of them. 

"Okay, babe, that's it. We're going to Ireland ASAP! Get packed and get dressed. You have an hour and a half."

I nodded sullenly. 

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When I got to Ireland, the first thing i did was search for Paige's shock of red hair. 

Paige should honestly be a model. She's tall, skinny, and beautiful. She has gorgeous, deep blue eyes. She has fiery red hair, just like Jess. But unlike Jess, she doesn't have any freckles. Paige did, though, but she lost them like two years ago. She has a tan complexion, and long, dark eyelashes. She also has this aura that makes you feel safe, even without trying. 

Harrys POV:

I screwed up. I steeled myself and knocked on her door. Bella's mum opened the door, looking surprised.

"Harry? Why are you here?"

"Uh, I'm, er, uh, here to see B-bella," I stammered. She looked at me strangely.

"Bella's in Ireland? I thought she told you that?" 

So. Bella was gone. "Do you know when she's coming back?"

"Not, uh, exactly. Whenenver she wants, I guess." 

I had really screwed up this time.