Ch. 8. Too good to be true.

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I looked down at my drink. The lady at Starbucks got Nes confused when she told her, her order. First was Nes' name with a line running through it. Then under it said my name. the lady always does that, she looks at us weird when we use different names. But it's just for our enjoyment. "Why are you so nice to me Harry?" I asked softly. So bad I wanted to tell him that I made this deal with some rude girls to make you never cheat on a girl again. I want to stop the bet because I'm a cold hearted human being. Harry's not that bad of a person and everyone is treating him like he is.

"I don't know." I heard the sarcasm in his voice. I could tell there was a smirk on his face, and when I looked up there it was, "but I really like you Bella."

I'm going to hell.

I nodded not knowing exactly how to respond to that. "That's a compliment."

"Happy birthday." I smiled at him.

Harry's smile grew into a full grin, and laughter came out of his sweet mouth. "What?"

I laughed along with him. "I don't know how to respond to a compliment." I said making my hands cover my face in embarrassment.

"So you wish me happy birthday?" He laughed, leaning his back against the window.

"Shut up." I laughed looking up from my hands.

"This is what I mean," Harry said still laughing," you're so random and cute." I blushed at the word cute, I never really heard a guy say cute. It was never really in their vocabulary.

I shook my head and took out my phone quickly. I texted Nes telling her I was going to stay with Harry until second period begins. I know Nes and I are going to have fun during English. Some author guy is staying in our class for about a month, I've seen the guy and he's a handsome guy. He's great to stare at when our teacher bores us.

"Paparazzi, are staring at us." I said putting my head down. I saw Harry looked around outside and I could tell he couldn't see where they were. "Behind the tree on your left, on my right sitting on the bench and right in front of us laying on the grass." I said pretending I wasn't even paying attention to anything that was going on. That was probably a con of being close with Harry.

"How the hell did you see that?"Harry asked looking at me in shock.

I looked up at him with a smile on my face. "I just have to keep my guard up when I'm outside with you."

I could tell that kind of hurt him. The smile on his face dropped, and he didn't give me eye contact."M Don't you think you shouldn't have your guard?"

"I shouldn't ... But I'm not used to having people take pictures of me when I'm with someone. I said staring at him. He slowly looked up at me his bright green orbs filled with hurt and some other emotion I couldn't catch on to. I sighed. "I like you Harry," Satan just opened the door for me down at hell, "I just need to get used to your lifestyle."

Almost automatically Harry smiled. "I think I have an idea." I pushed my eyebrows together. "When does your next class start?"

I took out my phone seeing we've been here for about thirty minutes and I had another thirty minutes until my English class was going to being. "Half an hour." I realized I had a text message from ... Leah.

"I know you're with him now. After class let's talk xx."

I rolled my eyes at my phone then looked back at Harry; he had a questionable look on his face. I shook my head then went back to what he was saying. "Why did you want to know what time I get out?"

"I wanted to introduce you to some people. But I guess it'll be after class?"

I nodded, "I'll call you when I'm out of class."

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