apartment 3b

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As we got in the car, i felt Harry staring dead at me as i continued to do up my seatbelt. "What the actual fuck was that about then?" He asked, putting his key in the car to start it. "You fucking tell me" I slouched back in my seat and let out a breath i didn't even know i was holding.

"What did she whisper to you? spill the details!" he asked while reversing. 

"She asked me why i was so fucking attractive and then called me babygirl" Harry slammed the breaks causing me to fall forward and smack my forehead on the dashboard. My hand instantly rushed to my forehead. "What the fuck bro!" I yelled. Wetness began forming on my fingers until i realised it was blood. "Oh my god i am so sorry! Here's some tissue" he pulled some tissue out of his glove compartment and handed it to me.

"No worries" I held the tissue on to my forehead and began to laugh a little. "Dude. She called me babygirl" I said with a huge smile on my face. 

"You should totally go for it!" He said while clapping. "But i'm straight and as she's said in every single interview when asked, she is too" I replied with a disappointed grin on my face. "Well, why is she flirting with you then. According to her socials, she hasn't had a boyfriend. Maybe she was waiting for the right doll to come along" He shrugged, causing me too think. "Listen i think you should flirt back but on the down low and if she's that interested she'll read the signs" 

"What do you mean?" 

"Well..here!" he grabbed my phone out of my hand and opened instagram. Clicked on the story button, "Pose" he said. He put the phone up in the air and captured my head injury. I pouted my face and pointed to my head with my spare hand.

He pulled the phone back down and put it in between us. Captioning it..

'It's not everyday you get called babygirl and face palm a dashboard.' with the laughing and crying face. 

He pressed post, making my nerves start up again. "Listen she probably won't see it anyway. Let's just go back to mine and drink the rest of the day away" he started the car back up and began driving too his apartment. The journey consisted off us singing back along to Billie's new song bad guy on repeat. Couldn't get enough. 

We pulled up to his apartment shortly after and made our way up the stairs to the second floor. 

He lived in apartment 3b. It was a cosy type of apartment, nothing too rich yet nothing too shabby. "I'll get the Malibu and coke, you Mrs Eilish need to go and take a seat. I think you're still taken back by the babygirl comment" he laughed while walking into his kitchen.

"Listen you'd be the same if fucking Harry Styles called you daddy" I started laughing. "Don't bring my future husband into this!" He came back in holding two plastic cups, Malibu and coke. My favourite combo. 

I poured myself some of each liquid into my cup, placed my feet up on to the coffee table and sighed. "I cannot believe today went the way it did."

"Heck it neither can i" Harry rested his hand on my thigh. 

After a couple of hours had gone by, Harry and i become a little tipsy, we danced around the sitting room to classic old school songs, Ariana Grande and let's not forget the good old one direction. 

"Hey Bella can i ask you something?" Harry asked. 

"That's a question within itself" I laughed. Causing him to smirk. "Remember what happened on your sixteenth birthday?" 

I stopped dancing and the smile soon faded. "What about it?" 

"What happened between us, did it mean something too you?" 

"Listen, Harry, of course it didn't. You're my best friend and nothing could ever come between that. I mean it was fun to say the least. I understand it was an experiment but you're so totally gay and you know it" the smile soon appeared back on to my face, i walked over too him and smashed a huge kiss on his cheek. "Why'd you ask?" i questioned. 

"No idea, just came too mind" He shrugged. "You're the best friend anyone could ever ask for" His arms wrapped around my body. Causing me too relax. The hug was soon interrupted by my phone buzzing. 

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