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Breakable

Chapter 14

June 21

Bella POV

I look out the window of my mom's car. We're on our way to The Hamptons. It's finally summer. I got my phone back, and I'm listening to Jack Johnson. I can't believe Summer is finally here. I'm actually surprised I'm alive right now. The cutting stopped for a while, but it's back again. I can't stop.
We pull into the driveway of my house around 8. I was supposed to meet Harry, Natalie, Cat, Lucy, Cameron, Brooke, Brandon and Clayton for dinner at 6, but I figure they're hanging out in town. I quickly pull on a purple tank top, and a cardigan, with white shorts. I bike into town, and park my bike near the restaurant we were supposed to meet at.
As I'm walking up to the restaurant, Harry walks out. When he first steps out, he's turned around, talking to someone. I look at him for a second, dazed. He wears a black shirt. He's so tall. And his hair is different. More up. He laughs at something the person behind him says. He brushes his hair back, and turns around. He looks at me. We stand there for a second, looking at each other.
I hear a voice behind Harry, "Harry, move!" Clayton's voice. He can't see in front of Harry. He doesn't see me.
Harry runs over to me, and hugs me.
"Bella!" he says as he hugs me.
He kisses me on the cheek, hard. Natalie and everyone else comes and hugs me.
"We all have to go," Natalie says, "Because we told our parents we'd be home by 7:30."
"Aww," I say hugging her, "Bye!"
Everyone gets on their bikes and starts home. I walk backwards towards my bike, watching them bike away. I bump into someone much taller than me.
"Sorry," I say, turning around. I see Harry.
"Don't be sorry," he smiles at me, his dimples showing. He grabs my hand, and we run to our bikes. We start to bike. I'm not sure where we're going, but I follow behind him. After a few minutes, he pulls into the dock. We get off our bikes, and we go on the dock. We sit at the edge, and our feet hang over the edge, overlooking the bay, as the sun sets. We talk about the year. I don't tell him much, other than I had bad grades, mean friends, and I missed summer, and him. He tells me all about his school and his friends.
After a while, he turns on some music I've never heard of. It's slow, and quiet. It has guitar. He stands, and holds out his hand. His hands are large, and perfectly shaped. I never noticed that before. I take his hand, and he helps me up.
"Dance with me," he whispers, holding me close. I rest my head on his chest, as we slowly sway to the song. One of his hands holds mine. The other is around my hip. My hand rests on his shoulder. We slowly sway, back and fourth. When the song ends, he picks up his phone, and turns it off.
He grabs my hand and we go back to our bikes. We get on, and he leads the way. It's so dark, I can't make out where we are, or where we're going. Eventually, I recognize the highway we have to cross to get to his house. We cross, and continue biking. We bike past Natalie's house. Finally, we pull into Harry's driveway. I look at my phone. It's 10:00.
"My parents go to bed early," Harry says, "but my older sister Clara is probably still up."
I nod, and quietly follow him into the house. We go into his room. He has two twin beds. I sit on one.
"Is it okay I'm here," I ask, "Like at this time?"
"I don't know," he says.
"Besides," he adds, smirking, "Who cares?"
"My parents, your parents, your protective older sister," I count on my fingers. He laughs.
"I'll text my parents," I say. I text my parents, saying I'll be home by 11. My mom texts back saying she and my dad are tired, so they'll be asleep when I get back.
"Okay," I say, "I can stay. What do you want to do?"
Harry sits on the bed across from me.
"Bella?" he looks at me, with his green orbs.
"Do you like Brandon still?" he asks.
"No," I say, "Who do you like?"
"Can't tell," he teases.
"C'mon," I say, "I tell you everything!"
"Nope," he pouts, "Not telling."
I laugh. I stand, and walk to the bed he sits on. I sit in front of him. I barely fit on the small bed. Harry's back is against the wall, and I face him. Our knees touch.
"I missed you," he says.
"You too," I say, "You have no idea."
And he never will. I can't tell him. I would never. He would think I'm weird. He wouldn't want to be my best friend anymore.
I feel my arse slip off the bed, and I fall backwards. Harry lurches forward, grabbing my arms, and pulling me forward. He pulls me a little too far. I'm now straddling him, our faces inches away. He cups my cheek with his hand. He leans in, slowly, and kisses my mouth. Just a peck, then pulls away. I look at him, and he smiles. He knows I like him, doesn't he? He's teasing me! I lean in again, and our lips press together. We kiss for a while. I don't know how long, I don't care. Suddenly, I hear a knock on the door.
"Harry?" Clara's voice. Shit. She's really good friends with Kate, my sister. I pull away, and look at Harry. He mouths to me, hide!
I crawl under the bed. Harry walks over to the door and opens it.
"Hey," Clara says, "where have you been all night?"
"With friends," he says. He starts to close the door.
"Wait," Clara says, pushing the door open.
Harry groans, "What?"
I hear Clara walk into his room. She sits on the bed across the room, not the one I'm hiding under.
"Harry," she says, laughing, "Let's spend some quality time together!"
"Clara," he says, "Can I be alone please?"
"Why?" she asks, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" he says, "Just leave."
"But--" Clara stops talking. I hear her stand.
"Harry," she says, she sounds angry.
"Whose hair is coming out from under your bed?!" she's laughing now.
She bends down, and lightly pulls on my hair. Crap.
I love Clara. She's really nice. She's one of Kate's best friends. She always told me to make sure Harry didn't make bad decisions. But I hope she doesn't tell Kate. Maybe if I beg her not to, she won't.
After she tugs my hair, I pull myself out from under the bed, and stand.
"BELLA?!" she yells, but starts to laugh.
I fall backwards, onto the bed.
"Bella!" Harry yells, running up to me, "Are you okay?"
"What do you mean?" I ask, laughing, "I was just laying down."
"I thought you had fainted," Harry says.
"Wait," Clara says, "Don't try and change the subject."
She sits on the bed across from us. She looks at Harry, "What were you two doing in here?" She raises her eyebrows.
"Just talking," I say.
"Then why did you hide?" she asks, suspiciously.
"I thought you might get mad.." Harry lies.
Clara laughs, and stands up. As she walks out the door she says, "Use protection!" she shuts the door.
I burst into laughter. Harry glares at me.
"What?" I ask.
He laughs, "Good thing it was you. She knows you, she loves you."
I smile. I lean back onto Harry's bed, my head on his pillow. He moves, and hovers over me. His knees my my sides, his head hanging over mine. He leans down and kisses me on the mouth, on the cheek, trailing down my neck. I put my hand on his cheek.
"Harry," I smile, "Haz."
He leans down, and kisses me. His curls brush against my cheeks, and tickle me. Harry wraps his arms around me.

Harry POV

I take her fragile body in my arms, and lift her up. I rest my head on the pillow, and she lies on top of me. We kiss, but after a while, just lay there. We go under the sheets, and close our eyes. Her fingers comb through my hair, and she lies on top of me, her head on my chest.
"I feel your heartbeat," she whispers to me. I kiss her forehead.
I am awoken by a knock on my door.
"Harry!" It's my mom.
I open my eyes, and see Bella lying on my chest. Shit, we fell asleep.
"I'm changing," I yell to my mom, "What's up?"
"Just making sure you're up," she says, "You normally wake up earlier."
"Okay, mom." I say.
Bella's still asleep. I move out from under her, and rest her head on the pillow. I stand, and look at her.
"Bella," I tap her arm. She starts to move. She opens her eyes.
"Where am I?" she whispers.
"We fell asleep," I say to her, taking her hand. I lie on the pillow next to her, so we face each other.
She takes her small fingertips and brushes my cheek. She kisses it. She sits up, and so do I.
"I need to shower," Bella says. She stands up and walks toward my bedroom door. I get up, and go to my dresser
"Okay," I say, "You can shower here."
I take a towel from my dresser and hand it to her.
"There's a shower in the bathroom across the hall," I kiss her cheek, and she walks out of my room.

Bella POV

I walk across the hall, and go into the bathroom. I turn the shower on, and take my clothes off. I hang the towel on a hook next to the sink. I go into the shower, when it warms up. I use the soap, shampoo and conditioner. I take my time in the shower, I don't think Harry and I are in a rush to go anywhere. I guess I'll just tell my parents I came home late and left early.
"When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need,
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep,
Stuck in reverse," I sing.
When I've rinsed my conditioner, I turn the shower off.
Someone knocks on the door, "Harry!" it's Clara, "Hurry up in there!"
Shit. I get out of the shower, and put a towel on. I pick up my clothes. Clara probably went back into her room to wait. I slowly and quietly open the door. And there I see, Clara standing in front of me.
"Bella!" she says quietly, "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I--" what do I say?
Harry walks out of his room, and notices us.
"Oh," he grabs my arm, and lightly pushes me into his room. He shuts the door behind me. I hear him talking to Clara.
"Did she stay the night?!" Clara says quietly. I can't tell if she doesn't want me to hear, or if she doesn't want her parents to hear. Maybe both.
"We didn't--" Harry starts.
"Did she stay the night," Clara says sternly. She acts like a parent to him.
Harry sighs, "Yes."
"Harry," Clara says, "I'm going to ask this once, and you have to be honest. Did you have sex?"
"NO!" Harry says, "Of course not!"
"Good," Clara says, "I have some clothes she can borrow if she needs them."
"Thanks," Harry says.
"Harry," Clara says.
"What?" he sounds annoyed.
"Don't break her fragile heart," she says, "She's little--"
"Clara, you don't know shit," he says.
Why is he being so mean?
"We've been through everything together," he says, "Don't act like you know everything."
He walks into his room, and shuts the door behind him. I stand in his room, with only a towel on.
He walks over to his drawers, and pulls out a blue shirt for me to wear. I thank him, and walk into Clara's room. I stand in her doorway. She looks up from her phone and smiles at me.
"You need to borrow some clothes?" she asks.
"Just some shorts," I say, holding up Harry's shirt.
I walk into her room and stand next to her bed. She takes out some shorts, and hands them to me.
"Thanks," I say. I start to walk out of the door.
"Wait!" she says. I stop, and turn around.
"Come talk," she pats her bed, sitting on it. I go over and sit next to her. She's always been a good friend of Kate's, and I've been able to tell her anything. I told her when I liked Brandon in 2013. I always really liked her.
"So, you stayed the night?" she asks.
"Well," I say, "Yeah. But nothing happened."
"Okay," she laughs, "Good."
"So what's going on between you two?" she asks.
"Well," I say, "I don't really kno--"
"Hey girls," Harry walks into Clara's room, smiling. Clara rolls her eyes at him. I laugh.
"I'm going to change," I say, walking out of Clara's room.
"Wait!" Clara says, "C'mere"
I walk over to her, and she puts something in my hand. I take it, and into the bathroom. When I enter the bathroom, I hear them talking. I can't make out what they're saying. I look at what Clara handed me. Black lacey underwear. Oh God. I put them on, along with my black bra. I pull harry's shirt over my head, and it goes down to my thighs. I put on Clara's shorts, then walk into Harry's room. I lay on his bed, and get my phone. It's 11AM. Cat texted me last night at 11PM asking where I was, then at 10AM asking where I was. I text her back;
Came home late. Left early.
It's explanatory enough. I don't want to tell anyone about Harry yet. I don't even know what's going on between us.
Harry walks into the room. He smiles when he sees I'm wearing his blue shirt.
"It looks nice on you," he says, sitting next to me.
"Yeah?" I ask looking at him.
He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. He walks over to the other bed, and lies me down. He puts his knees at my sides. He leans down over me, and kisses me. He pulls away.
"You know," he says, "I was thinking."
"Were you?" I laugh. He leans down, and places his lips on mine. His curls tickle my face.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" he asks.
"Yes," I smile, and he kisses me again. He picks me up and carries me downstairs. He puts me down, and we put on our shoes. I open the door, and start walking towards our bikes. He takes my hand, and sways our arms back and fourth as we walk to our bikes. We get on, and bike to the market. We pull up to the market, and walk inside. As I'm getting lemonade, someone comes up behind me, and covers my eyes.
"Haz," I laugh. I feel their hands over my eyes. They're too small to be Harry's. I turn around and see Natalie behind me.
"Haz?" she sounds surprised, "Ohh, Harry. Were you meeting up with him?"
"Um... yeah," I say.
"Well, everyone's going to the beach, so come!" Natalie says. She hugs me, then walks away. Harry comes up to me. We get our food, and sit at a table.
Harry looks up at me and smiles.

"So," he says, "How was your first night of Summer?
"Perfect," I smile.

Notes

sry this is so long! So I just realized Harry and Bella's couple name is 'Hella'
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3/13/14

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