The Boy Next Door

Confusion

Harry's POV:

I really liked Bella. Like, really REALLY liked Bella. In a 'more than friend' way. I think she liked me too, but I wasn't sure. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a car pull up. Through the dark tinted windows, I could see Bella's head in her hands. Her back was shaking slightly. Was she crying? Jess and Connor stroked her back, trying to comfort her. What was wrong with Bella?

The door opened and Connor stepped out, glancing over at his sister and Bella looking worried. A fake smile appeared on his face when he saw me watching him. "Harry!" Even the enthusiam in his voice was fake. I smiled back. Well, kind of smiled. I was more focused on Bella.

Bella got out, hanging her head. A sheaf of blond hair fell down, blocking her face from view. Jess stepped out too, slinging her arm over Bella. "Harry!" Jess called worriedly, her eyes looking they were trying to snap back to Bella. At that, Bella stiffened. Was something wrong with Bella?

I decided to take a chance and walk towards them, even though I didn't know why they were crying. I tried to get to Bella and Jess, but Connor chose then to play bodyguard. But more like undercover bodyguard. Trying to be bodyguard but so that the other person doesn't know you're playing bodyguard. Connor grabbed my arm and spun me back around, heading back to my house.

"So, how was your day?" He asked, seemingly stalling.

I raised my eyebrow. "What's going on?" I said expectantly. Connor forced a laugh, mumbling out a jumbling of words like "Whaa?" "No" "Nothing" "Nothing at all" and all that. I just stared at him.

"Really, Connor. Really." With that, I turned around heading back to Bella's. I broke into a jog, trying to get there before the door closed. Not for any reason in particular, I was just toying around. Trying to escape the idea that there was something dreadfully wrong. I was about to get to the door when my phone buzzed.

From: JESSSSSSSY

having a bbq 2nite. r place. b there or b square :P

Well, that was random. Did they even know how to work a grill? Connor probably did. I shook my head, trying to clear out those thoughts. I had to stay focused. The door was about to close, but creaked to a stop. There was a little slit, and I could hear everything inside.

"Jessy, I like him. But I don't know what to do anymore!" Bella announced, sounding desperate and still sobbing. Jess made a hush sound.

"It's alright, babe. You-"

"How can you say that?!" Bella shrieked. "It will never be okay. Fucking Simon. Fucking One Direction fans! Fucking market..." Her voice became quieter at the end, but her crying became louder. What was wrong with our fans?

I decided to go on Twitter after I walked away. 

@HarryStyles: I have a girlfriend, much love katie! xxxxx

I hit send and waited for the responses. All of it was hate. My mouth twitched into a frown, and I opened a new tweet. Lying to the people who near ruined my private life didn't really make me guilty.

@HarryStyles: Really people? I got hacked. Nice to know you 'fans' support any relationship I have. Yano, There are words running through my head that I can't put on Twitter. Notice how I didn't put x's on this tweet :/

And then I hit send, angry steam blowing through my head. Why couldn't my fans let me be happy, no matter who I chose. They thought they were choosing best, but instead they were ruining my life. I honestly hate my fans sometimes. I still don't understand why Bella does, but I know why I do.

What did they do to Bella? I doubt anything major happened, but maybe that was why.... No no no no no. I can't jump to conclusions. The last time I did, it screwed things up with me and Bella.

Bella was so pretty. She had gorgeuos gray blue eyes, and a tan skin tone. She had a great figure, and she was all in all cute. She had a cute personality, a cute accent- Again, I stopped myself. I couldn't think these things about Bella. She probably liked someone else. What if she still liked Zayn? If she liked me, no one would be this uptight around me.

There I go again, jumping to conclusions. But no matter. I was going to find out tonight.