Arabella's POV
Tuesday

"Voilà pour aujourd'hui, vous pouvez emballer vos livres" (That's it for today, you may pack up your books)

"Je vous remercie." (Thank you) I say to Mrs Vermont before making my way out the classroom and meeting Tom outside. We walk towards the cafeteria as we chat randomly.

"Oh, I was wondering if you're going to come to my class tonight? I'm finished my solos. I really want you to see them, I mean unless you want to come to nationals, because that be awesome?" I say smiling at Tom.

"I'll definitely be there at nationals, but today, mmmh not so much." He teases.

"Ha ha, very funny." I say as we walk into the cafeteria and join Mackenzie and Adley sitting opposite each other across a large table by themselves.

"Well aren't you two just the most sociable butterflies in the whole school." I say and Tom laughs, going round to sit next to Mackenzie while I sit down opposite them next to Adley.

"We saved you a table, I wouldn't be mean if I was you." Adley teased, nudging my arm slightly.

"Who's being mean?" I here a deep voice ask, moving round to sit next to Adley causing her to blush intensely.

"Bella." Adley laughs shyly. She shakes her head at me when I smirked at her.

"Yep, 100% me." I say laughing, shaking my head.

"Sounds bout right. What'd you do this time kiddo." Shawn asks while teasing playfully.

"Hello love." I hear, a person sitting next to me, kissing me on the cheek causing me to blush furiously and receive glances from everyone.

"Hey Haz." I say turning slightly to smile at him.

Yes I'm that girl. Of course I told them what happened between me and Harry, I mean they told me.

"How's everyone's days been?" Harry asks everyone due to the slight awkwardness - possibly created between Tom and Harry.

"So long and it's still way too early to be here. I should still be sleeping" Mackenzie groans and answers him, causing us to laugh.

Thank goodness for her outgoing personality, otherwise we would have still been sitting in an awkward silence. The whole table eventually broke out into a comfortable chatter, while Harry turns his head towards me.

"I was wondering, since you're so fluent in French, if you could possibly help me?" He asks with a cute lopsided grin.

"Is Harry Styles flunking French?" I ask with a smirk giggling.

"Maybe."

"So like a tutor?" I ask him, for more confirmation.

"Yep, so will ya?" He asks again, causing me to giggle and nod.

I turn towards Tom to see him roll his eyes at me, leaving me confused. I shrug my shoulders at him and tilting my head slightly, silently questioning him. He just shakes his head and turns back to talk to Mackenzie. Okay then..

"Can you do later?"

"Um, I can do after school? I've got ballet at six."

"Perfect, I can take us home. Meet me in the parking lot at the end of the day." I nod towards him and we then join into Shawn and Adley's conversation.

After about another ten minutes, the bell rang, signaling that lunch was over, and that we have almost a full day of classes left.

"Come on Styles, we've got to go." Shawn says to Harry as they say their goodbyes and both get up to walk to their classes.

"Well come on, don't just sit there, we've got to get to class as well and even more so that its science , because I have no clue what I'm doing." All three of them slowly stand up while I wait for them so we can get to class.

Eventually, after the day has finally come to an end with an hour of biology, I walk to my locker, to put some books away and grab my camera to place around my neck.

I walk outside the main school gates, and look around for Harry. I see him leaning against his Audi, talking on his phone. He hasn't seen me yet and I take the chance to pull out my camera. As soon as I lift it to my eye, he catches me and smirks, showing me the hottest, but cutest face expression I've ever seen causing me to burst out laughing. I save the picture and place my camera into my bag.

"Yeah, see you later, bye." He says hanging up the phone. He reaches forward once I get close enough and gently grabs my waist pulling me closer to him. I lean back a bit laughing up at him until He leans down and pecks me on my lips, allowing a crimson colour to crawl up onto my cheeks.

I'm still not used to that. Will I ever get used that?

He starts to leave small kisses on my my face, leaving me in giggles and causing me to turn my head to the side, to avoid him. However, I wish I didn't, because my laughter soon faded when I see Chloe staring right at us, eyeing me as if I was nothing. An evil smirk peel onto her face while she lifts her chin to make out that she's better than me.

Harry must have noticed something when I stopped laughing, causing him to turn his head and follow my line of vision to cause his eyes to land on Chloe. She winks at him, and licks her lips, causing me to look down at the floor next to me, while my torso is still pressed against Harry's.

"Belle." I hear Harry whisper in my ear, causing me to slowly lift my gaze, meeting his.

"Only you." He leans in, connecting our lips gently, my reaction immediate yet slow. I pull away, realizing that we are still in the middle of the school parking lot.

"So how about that lesson?" I say sheepishly, causing harry to release a chuckle and nod.

We get into his car and I turn towards him before I forget.

"Can we go past my house quickly so I can get my ballet stuff?" I ask, knowing that Harry will probably take me to ballet. He nods as he pulls out of the parking lot.

At Harry's House

"This is absolutely stunning." I say looking up at the house, while holding my ballet bag over my shoulder, causing him to chuckle and mutter a soft thank you while I follow him through the front door.

"Would you like a tour, considering I know your house backwards." He smiles and I nod. We walk around a pathway through the kitchen outside and my mouth drops open.

"So this is the back of the house." He says gesturing in front of him.

I know what you're thinking, my house is also big and amazing, however when you're living in it 24/7, you become so used to it and bored of it that you just want something new.

"I absolutely love the style." I say looking around at every detail.

"Yeah, my mum designed it, she's very into the style." He nods.

Harry shows me around the rest of their house and after the rest of the tour we go to his room to start studying.

"So French?" He smiles plopping down onto his chair by the desk.