New Life, New Love

Bella's POV
I looked at Mrs. Carl as she began to explain the importance of character development. I already knew this stuff so I was bored out of my mind. I decided to secretly pull out my phone and check for new messages.

Nothing. Harry was sitting next to me. I noticed his eyes glance over when a sigh escaped my lips after I looked up from my phone.

I felt a small buzz. I looked down at my phone, seeing I had a text from Harry. I looked up at him, his eyes were concentrated forward as a small grin played on his face.

From: Harry

'I can't focus on this shit...'

From: Bella

'Me neither. Such a boring teacher'

From: Harry

'You excited for the party tonight?'

From: Bella

"As long as you don't bore me during it :P'

From: Harry

'Oh trust me, I will be anything but boring ;)'

From: Bella

'You're perverted'

From: Harry

'Or just really horny right now.'

From: Bella

'Harry!!!'

From: Harry

'Don't deny it. You like when I talk dirty to you ;)'

I could feel my cheeks turn red when I read that last message. Thankfully, the bell rang before I had a chance to reply.

Truth is, I was really excited for the party tonight.

Actually, I was more excited to hang out with Harry tonight. He's been nothing but sweet to me all week. He's walked me to some of my classes. Of course, most of the time he was just spewing out dirty comments. They grossed me out but at the same time made me laugh. Last night he even came over to watch a movie with me. I was really starting to like Harry, despite his filthy language. The only thing that bothers me, truly bothers me, is that fact that he ignores me around his friends. But I'd take that over him joining in with their mocking jokes any day.


Harry's POV

I rounded the corner near the women's bathroom to be met by Niall and Louis.

"Mate! If you go all the way with Bella tonight, I'll give you the stash tonight. I'll have it in my car but you'll only get it if you come out a victor." Niall gave me a smug wink. His dirty mind was so set on me devirginizing Bella.

"You said she gave you head, right?" Liam came around the corner.

"Yeah." I stared intently at one of the locker's behind Niall's head. The red paint was peeling off and it had a few dents in it, probably from me banging up a girl against it.

"How good was she?" Louis stepped forward, wiggling his dark eyebrows up and down. His blue eyes widened under the fluorescent hall lights. Shit, now they wanted a performance evaluation. I needed to make this believable. If Bella had never done this stuff, she probably would be pretty bad at it, right?

"Terrible." I chewed on my bottom lip and barely managed to make eye contact with the three boys I called my friends.

I instantly felt a pang of guilt stab me in the stomach. It's not like I didn't know why I lied, because I did know why. I just felt a little shitty about the whole thing.
Only a little though. The egotistical jerk in me feels proud of myself that I fooled my friends into believing my ridiculous lie. The jerk in me also feels proud that I'm slowly luring Bella in with my charm.

However, the more I get to know Bella, the more I see how fun she actually is to be around. Who knew a girl could be a source of entertainment that isn't sex?
It's like we were actually becoming friends, I just didn't know how to manage the relationship.

And what if she finds out about this whole thing? She'll be pissed, but hopefully I'll be able to lure her back in my antics. She seems to think I'm funny, so I'll just kick it up a notch and she won't stay mad at me for long.
That is, if she even finds out........


Bella's POV


I looked at the clock. I had about one hour left before Harry was going to pick me up. I decided I would try to put in a little more effort to my look. I slipped on a black dress . It didn't show much cleavage and wasn't super short, so I was comfortable with it. However, it showed off my shoulders, giving my look a bit of an edge. I let my hair cascade in loose waves down my back.
I applied a bit of mascara and brown eyeliner, along with my trusty chap stick.

I heard the bell ring and I opened up the front door to a smiling Harry. When he saw me, his eyes went wide.

"Damn!" He eyed me up and down, making me feel a bit self-conscious, but I tried to hide it.

The car ride there actually wasn't bad. Harry and I listened to the radio and poked fun at every random song that came on.
As we pulled up to the house, I gasped at the bustling mansion. Even in the car, I could feel the the rhythmic bass of the music pounding through my body.
We began our descent into the living room. There were two girls, completely wasted, dancing sloppily on top of the coffee table.
Harry looked over at me, his green eyes glimmering. "Shit, they're pissed out of their minds."
He shook his head as we laughed at the expense of the two dancing girls.

"Hey, Harry!" Nicole squealed before tugging on Harry's arm. "Dance with me?"
He looked over at me, his green eyes asking for permission, and I raised my shoulders quickly before they fell back into place.
"Go ahead..." I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice.
"Don't wander off, okay Bella?" I simply nodded as Nicole scurried off with Harry to dance.
I watched as the beat pulsated through both their bodies. Nicole turned her back to Harry's front, grinding on him like there was no tomorrow.
I couldn't keep watching, I began to look around for familiar faces.

I walked into the kitchen, forgetting Harry's command to stay put.
Well, maybe I didn't forget. I just didn't want to listen.

In the corner, there was a blonde boy with lots of piercings and tattoos. His back was turned to me but he was laughing.

Niall.

I hastened my way across the kitchen and lightly tapped my finger to his shoulder to signify him of my presence.
"Hey, Belle! This is Toby. Toby this is Belle."
I looked at the guy and had to swallow down my nervousness. He put me on the edge, kind of like Harry, except he seemed a lot more...different. Like he had more than just a ego issue.
He was attractive however. His brown hair was relatively straight, but full. He had a semi-protruding chin (with a dimple) and a definite jaw line, giving him a very masculine aura. His hooded blue eyes were startling in comparison to the rest of his face. His build was quite big as well, I could easily tell he worked out, even though he was wearing a long sleeve shirt.
"Aw shit! That's the girl I've been wanting to fuck for ages. I'll catch you two later!" Niall ran off to chase after some scantily-dressed girl.

"So, Belle?" This guy, Toby, didn't smile. He just stared at me. Actually, he did more than stare. He looked as if he was studying my face, a hint of anger gracing his face. Though I wondered if that hint of anger was always gracing his face. He looked pretty comfortable scowling.

"Yeah?" My quiet voice could be heard in the corner of the kitchen.

"Wanna dance?" The question sped through my mind at a hundred miles per hour. Why is this attractive guy asking me out? Is he asking me or some unknown girl behind me? Should I trust this guy? What kind of dancing will we do?

My mouth was just as fast as my mind. He led me out to where everyone was dancing, right in eyesight of Harry. He twisted me around, causing me to blush at the dominating and swift motion. Toby began pressing my back to his front as his hips ground into my backside.

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