Harry and I got to our hotel sweet. "I still can't believe you got all this for us!" He said. I smiled at him. "Well... you know me." I winked. "Now it's my turn. It's not as great as what you did for me, but I still hop you like it." He said. He got down on one knee and pulled out a promise ring. I was shocked. "Harry!!" I screamed. He took my hand, and put the ring on me. He got up and put a matching ring on himself. I pushed him on the bed, got on top of him and started making out with him.

"Thank you." I whispered. "I love it."

That night, We took a trip to the Eiffel tower. It was really tall. I was busy looking at the view, I didn't notice that Harry was gone. "Harry??" I asked. I walked around. Then saw Harry kissing another girl, on the other side of the tower. "HARRY!" I screamed he instantly stopped then looked at me. "It's not what it looks like." he said "Yes it is." I ran off and started crying. Why would he do that? It was a good thing I was wearing flats. I ran fast.

I hopped into a taxi, and got to the hotel. I ran up to the sweet and slammed the door behind me. About 5 minutes later, Harry knocked then came in. "Bella..." He said. "Leave me alone." I said looking out the window, just crying me heart out. "Bella, it's not what you think it is!" He said. "Shut up Harry." I said. "Bella!"
"SHUT UP HARRY!" I screamed. I then heard him start crying. He was sitting on a chair. "Harry...." I said sitting beside him. "Give me a chance to explain." He said.

He looked at my hand. "I'm surprised you didn't throw the ring off the tower." He said to me. "Just explain." I said. "fine, you have every right to be mad at me. You even have every right to break up with me. I messed up big time. But she was a fan.. I was talking to her, then she showed me some of her cuts, I felt so sorry for her. I decided to kiss her." He said to me. "You'll always my best friend. right?" He asked me. I sighed. Harry cried so much. "Don't cry Harry. I understand." I said to him. He sniffed. "You do?"

"Yes.." I said to him. "At this moment, most girls would be screaming at you. But I'm not any girl to you. I'm your best friend. I know you better then anyone else. So, I do understand." I said. I whipped his tears. "Don't cry." I said to him. I gently rubbed the back of his neck. "Your so understanding." He said. "I'm sorry." He said to me. "Shh.. Don't talk." I said to him. Then placed my lips on his.