Yours truly. H.S

Chapter 6

I rush down the stairs to where harry is currently leaning against the door frame "hey, harry, what are you doing here?" I feel a flush of nerves come over me, A typical reaction to Harry's presence, but I'm still not used to it "I came to see if you were okay, I mean I thought you ran off because you were upset with me and mason for fighting, I just needed to see if you were angry with me" I nod and take a step back so he can come in, as he comes into the light I notice the bruising on his eye "oh my god! Harry your eye" he laughs a little "it doesn't hurt as bad as it looks" I sigh "it's my fault you have that, I'm sorry" harry looks me dead in the eye and shakes his head "it isn't your fault Ara, you don't need to apologise" I look to the floor and nod but I don't agree with him, it is my fault, if I just went along with Masons plan then Harry's eye would be as perfect as the other one "I'm not angry with you harry, not at all, I actually appreciate what you did for me, no one has ever cared that much" I feel a lump starting to form in my throat "I just did what was right Ara. He doesn't deserve you, he never will, and the fact he thinks he can talk about you like, like your some possession, it frustrates me so much" harry tugs on his hair and groans "Arabella your so fucking beautiful" my eyes go wide as they meet his, clearly he wasn't supposed say that out loud by the reaction on his face "I should go" I nod even though I don't want him to leave "good night Arabella" I smile as I pull him into a hug "goodnight harry" his body stiffens before awkwardly wrapping his arms around my frame.

I wake up from the bright light showering through my curtains, what an eventful day yesterday was, overall I'm left feeling extremely confused but pleased, I think? I grab my phone of the bedside table and check my messages *good morning Arabella* an unknown number is shown on the top of the list, but I know who it is, it's harry, the number I've been waiting for since Friday night, a smile takes over my features as I reply *good morning harry* I click send and force my self out of bed to get changed, I change into a red silk shirt and dark blue jeans, I decide to wear a little more make up then usual, I try to tell my self I'm doing it for me, but who am I kidding, I'm doing it for Harry's reaction. I run down the stairs and grab a granola bar "good morning sweet cheeks" I look up to see joe sat on the counter eating a piece of toast "joe! Fancy seeing you here stranger" he laughs and jumps down to give me a hug "I just came to check on everyone, you especially" I love joe, even though he loves to be rich, just like my dad, he isn't a dick and he's full of honesty, as I've mentioned before, honesty is a big thing for me "so, who's harry?" My cheeks immediately flush a deep purple "who?" I squeak, I've never been a good liar, hopefully he doesn't notice "I know when you lie Arabella, Just tell the truth you idiot, you know I won't tell anyone, and plus he's been blowing up your phone" I nod "well, Harry's a friend from school" he looks at me and raises his eye brows "Just a friend? If he's just a friend, why Are your cheeks burning so red I can feel the heat from here" he laughs and I join in "because well, he cares about me, I think, and I care about him too, honestly he hasn't been off my mind since the moment I met him" joe smiles at me "is he rich? Maybe mother and father will let you change family's but you know it depends on his wealth" I frown "he's a normal person joe, I don't care about his wealth, I care about how he makes me feel, I haven't ever felt this way around anyone" joe nods and clears his throat "you know you can't be with him Arabella, you'll disappoint the family if you let down our high status" I nod, I know he is right but why should I care, they don't care about disappointing me, so why should I give two fucks about disappointing them "joe I need to go" he nods and whips out his phone "bye ara" I grab my bag and shuffle to the front door, dragging my feet behind me. I hate having to leave joe, he's the only person if the whole family I can actually have a pleasant conversation with, and since him and Madeline live together, I only get to see him once or twice a month.

I arrive at the school and park my car, the typical group of football players come to admire it as I walk into the school "Arabella! We have some serious bitching to do my honey pot" I turn to see alissya walking towards me, by walking I should say catwalking down the corridor with every males attention on her as she sways her hips side to side "yeh?" I start to walk with her and I feel like I'm apart of a reality tv show "that werido Harlan completely destroyed your man yesterday, how you feeling?" I laugh slightly " how am I feeling?" She looks at me like I've lost my mind "your man got beat up by a no body, surely you should feel slightly embarrassed" I feel anger stir inside me as she calls harry a 'no body' but I try to put a lid on it "he had it coming, I'm glad someone put him on his ass, and his name is Harry" she laughs a little "that's what I like to hear, anyway I need to go, one of my gel falsies decided to fall off this morning and now it looks like I have toddler hands, bye sugar plum" I say my good byes and walk into English class, harry is already seated "morning" he nods in my direction as I smile in return "morning" an awkward feeling floats in the Air but I try to ignore it "harry?" He looks up from his notepad with his eye brows raised "yes?" I clear my throat as I try to mentally prepare my self for what I'm about to say "would you like to go out sometime?" Yes I just asked Harry styles on a date.

Authors note
Hey my hoes, I'm genuinely enjoying this story so far, are you? Thanks so much for reading xxxx