Bella's pov

I watched him leave. I felt nothing...no emotions run through me. I felt empty!
Whatever I was scared of and wished not to happen , occurred.

Harry didn't believe me...he was blaming me on the contrary for making things up. I don't know what I have ever done for him to think this way of me!? But I was not sad neither was I angry at him. It was myself who I was angry at for once again becoming so vulnerable and weak infront of him. For believing he will trust me.

Things got even worse by Gemma hearing our conversation and if I am not wrong she heard Harry's comment about Drake and I. I can't even bring myself to imagine what she must be thinking of me?

What she must be going through? I'm sure she has so many questions right now and I wanted to answer them....By now I understood it was a mistake...a big mistake to call him here. It got me nothing except more reason to hate myself for counting on him to help me, to understand what I say. I should have just told her everything.

When I saw her here I wanted to go after her and tell her everything. It wouldn't be a easy thing to explain her nonetheless ,she would have believed me at last. But Harry stopped me, I, having no right to argue with him had to give into him.

Now it wasn't Gemma and Drake's relationship that worried me. It was Harry and I. I still don't know what we are? Who is he for me? Just a friend?.... Yes? Or No? I don't want to lie to myself. I want to know the answer , Why does he affect me so much?
Even after that argument the other day why did I still had faith that he'll believe me?
I don't know. Maybe....somewhere I know but that answer scares me...

I chuckled humourlessly for no particular reason. Or maybe I was laughing at my unsettled mind.
My eyes glistened with unwanted tears that I didn't want to acknowledge.
So many emotions were running through me....vulnerability, regret, melancholy, bitterness, uncertainty that neither could I cry nor laugh.

With a normal face I entered the college. I crossed the rest of the day with an absolute 'normal' countenance. I didn't cry and was not my dull self that I would usually do when Harry was concerned. I participated in the lessons and was like my old self, how I was almost everyday before he entered my life.

Harry brought out the worst in me. From shouting, crying, ranting or laughing weirdly.....to dancing, running across a deserted alley, jumping in utter happiness and doing all crazy things. I would do it all with him. He brought me out of my very normal, average also kinda boring personality to someone I didn't know I could ever be.

Again he was the reason behind the way I was now. He made me believe that all those things were a moment thing we could live and enjoy them while they last after that we are bound to return and live in this real world.

He taught me that not always we can move past our problems sometimes they are so deep that we have to live with them and put on an act to show....it's okay

He was the one who made me believe he would be there with me in every moment and he only taught me not all promises are meant to be kept.

Circumstances do change people but I didn't know it would need him a few days to change so drastically.
I was wrong..

I looked away, from the book I have been staring at for the past twenty minutes and have not read a single word, I saw Susan, across the library, looking at me with wierd expressions that I assume are of worry as her forehead was formed into creases indicating how immensely she was observing me. Finding me looking back at her, she gave me a small 'worried' smile.

Which made me frown in return, I shifted my gaze back to the book .
She had been observing me since the first lesson after break. No matter how 'normal' I behave she knew something was wrong. She also knew it was about him as I had been this way after meeting him. But never once did she mentioned about it. As she knows I didn't want to talk about it if I would she would be the first one to know. Which made me happy internally.
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Harry's pov

I massaged my forehead sitting on my bed....sighed out of frustration.

Gemma was really difficult to handle, when I approached her the only question thrown to me was..."Is it true?"

I knew exactly she was talking about Bella and Drake, but made have her a questioning look which made her accuse me for knowing everything and not telling her. I had to accept the truth infront of her...though I regret speaking about Bella that way but that moment I was not able to lie on her face. She looked broken, she reminded me of Bella and how trust broken she looked that day when I blindly accused her.
And that didn't let me hurt Gemma, I accepted I could not hurt anyone else.

But I could not just tell her about Bella and not about Drake. I can't just let her think that Bella has any such intentions. Therefore I told her what Bella called me to tell. I told her Bella was going to tell me something about Drake that I was not able to know.

I wanted her to calm down and think with an open mind and not only let her adrenaline hormonal rush decide her moves. That was such hypocritical of me for I was the one led by anger that didn't let me listen to Bella.

She being her stubborn self didn't follow a word and went to Drake. She told me he was there as they had come for some of Drake's college formalities.
Well that made things a lot more clear.
I wanted to stop her but that was useless as she believed I will take Bella's side and make her explain that she was not at fault here.

The irony amused me as I was the one blaming Bella not long before and Gemma there thought I'd take her side.

Now that I was alone in my room the conversation with Bella kept on buzzing over my head. Bella deserved a chance to explain but I didn't provide her that. Not only that she even called me to explain everything inspite of my behaviour earlier she believed me! And I did nothing except crushing her trust.
When finally I got control over the dominant feelings eroding in me, Gemma appeared that made things even worse.

Maybe we could have cleared out stuff if we got a few more minutes alone.
I myself had some doubts about Drake since our first meet, I would have done my research if that doubt perceived but the moment I saw Bella with him all of my doubts were confirmed but instead of him all my focus shifted to Bella, I became delusional and assumed heck lot of crap. Now that the certainty that the two are together is fading I can see through the situation and I feel shame for thinking about Bella that way.

Maybe if I could have asked her instead of assuming everything, things would've been better.

But now nothing can be changed whats done is done we can't make any amends just hope for a better future.

No matter how much I want to go to Bella and hear her out , apologise to her. I know she won't agree, she won't trust me again. And I am a coward, I know I won't be able to accept the truth that she probably hates me more now.

What an irony, I wanted to make her like Harry Styles but ended up making her hate me even more.
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A Few Days Later

Bella's pov

I kept staring at him

"Listen up Drake. Aren't you just over it? I mean I get it you don't like me infact you hate me to eternity......well the feeling is mutual....also it's good you are not going to be around to add on you got what you wanted now can you please stop following me." I spoke frustratedly it being the fourth fourth time he was following me. This time I wanted to go to the library and do mu assignment in peace but he won't let me.

"Got what I wanted? Do you even know what I want?" He asked me restraining me from moving further.

I kept staring at him having no idea how to reply him , I thought it was Gemma whom he wanted. Well it was obvious, isn't it? And I could have ruined it for him by telling Gemma his real identity that was the reason he was following me but that didn't seem like the case now.

I felt strong arms on my back gripping me , he brought me closer to him to which I immediately repelled against trying to free myself but his giant, muscular arms failed me.

The moment when we were in almost same posture at Harry's place reflected infront of me, remembering all the memories ever since, how I lost Harry's trust and Gemma's friendship all at once! I felt the urge to cry and breakdown right there but held myself infront of Drake.

"What do you want?" I asked at that point I really wanted to know why he was doing all this? What did he want?

"You."

He said leaving me befuddled, I stood frozen to the spot staring at him with empty, ghostly eyes.

I knew he won't answer straight but that was not what expected. But looking at him, his face held certainty , the feature he never had, he was never certain about anything in life as far as I know. For a slight moment I fell for his absurd attempt to lie , that he actually meant what he said but realising how he truly was it couldn't be the case.

I began laughing on spot like a psychopath.

He looked at me intensely making my spine chill rigid cold, my laughter ceased at the possibility of him speaking the truth.

"It's true believe me but don't think that it was this thing from the start and I did all this for you. Nope." He told

"I don't think that ways." I said confidently

"You have something that attracts me towards you. Ever since I first saw you in the college I knew you were a lot more than just a 'good' girl. There was something mysterious in you from the start that I didn't know."

As he spoke his every word intimidated me more than the other. He left me perplexed and clueless. I no longer reasoned what he said than merely listening him speak.

" I discovered at Stacy's party when you threw the drink at me that it was this burning anger in you that I liked. When you insulted me infront of everyone I was amused by you more than I was angry. At Gemma's birthday too you impressed me by your rage."
He said .

"Guess what the anger within you turns me on."

"You are such a pervert."

He chucked.

"Right? And I think you are good for me. "

I stared at him disgustingly.

"Oh don't worry sweety I know you are just a mystery I want to solve."

I laughed again at how openly he was admitting how big of a playboy he was.

"Susan was a one night call for you.
I, a mystery to solve then what is Gemma?" I asked.

My question made him lower his gaze making me frown

"I love her.....right now." He said with a small smirk.

"I know that she is just a moment's call for you , you love her now but it won't last.......She is deeply in love but it's not you rather the person she thinks you are. This is not love . This will ruin you two and also the others will be affected by it's toxicity."
I didn't know why and what sense in me made me explain him this and I thought he would understand. Maybe the conversation we had right now was the only one in which he seemed a bit, bit mature to me owing to him accepting his true self.

What he said reminded me of how their relationship affected Harry and I. It broke the immense connection we had, contaminated the innocence in our relationship. And now I was hopeless for it to revive.

As I continued I was now not talking to him it was rather myself who I was speaking to with fearful eyes.

"Aren't they well affected already?" He asked with a quirky expression and raised eyebrows. I knew he was talking about me and Harry that enraged me.

I pushed him hard causing him to stumble it took him a fair moment to regain his balance .

He laughed again making my blood boil by how he can be so in peace by almost ruining everyone's life. If it was only me it would be somewhat valid but why Gemma? Why Harry ? What do they have to do with him?

Nonetheless I calmed myself not wanting to loose my cool infront of him.

"You can't overshadow the light in our lives Drake. You yourself told me the truth that Gemma is just your timepass and after knowing what you did to Susan and many more girls. Do you in any ways think Gemma will still believe you?"

"Believe me? Are you seriously asking me that ? After what happened a few days ago , not only Gemma but your wanna be love Harry too didn't believe you. What makes you think things will be any different now."

"I accept.....I did fail but I learned my lesson and that won't stop me from telling your truth to everyone. "

"Do your work Bella. I'll do mine."
He winked and and left.
Leaving me drained and confused.

"Do your work Bella. I'll do mine. "

He'll do his work again he'll feed stuff to Gemma and she'll believe him rather than me like the previous time, I know she went to Drake after witnessing me and Harry as Susan told me Drake came to the college that day and Gemma came along with him.

He must've told her all lies and she being so in love with him belived him and now she probably hates me that will make things a lot more difficult for me to explain her .

Now I can't even go to Harry , I can't risk to start another fight that will result in us almost hating each other that I can't afford . The thought of Harry hating me! Argh I can't take it. Even though I'm still not over the fact that he didn't trust me and till now didn't even tried to contact me, it would be a lie if I say I was okay with him not approaching to me even after the small blast we had that day.
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"Is Harry Styles Dating Marriott Barbosa !?"

"Harry Styles CAUGHT KISSING the Supermodel Marriott Barbosa in the latest parazzi photos!"

"Is Harry Styles back with his to and fro dating habits?"

" 'Harry Styles is BACK' says some fans as the pictures of him with Supermodel goes viral !"

I was flooded with these nerve wrenching headlines as I made the worst ever mistake of typing 'Harry Styles' on my net browser.

I don't know what took over me that I got too emotional to an extent where I could stalk him.

I had been successful in bracing my feelings and emotions from the past few days. I had been 'normal' now even Susan settled for that. But today I got over emotional I think its because of my encounter with Drake earlier he reminded me of him. All the moments, memories that I pushed back seem to strike me with great pressure that I couldn't fight the urge to see his face even on phone. I wanted to know how he was doing to convince myself that I had nothing to do with him and that there was no place for me in his life.

But turned out, I was forced to see these !

Was he really dating someone?
Was everything that we shared just casual 'friendship' for him? Nothing more than that?

I understand it meant nothing to him more than what it meant to me.
I understand that he had had numerous girls enter his life and walk out in peace but I didn't had a guy like him in my life ever!

Maybe I meant nothing to him but he did mean a lot to me. I know it shouldn't be that ways but I couldn't help it!

Atleast he should not be too normal and okay and ready to carry on with his love life after the bitterness we sowed between us. I deserved at least that much , for him to try to sort things out and end it all on a better note or not that then he should have just said it clearly on my face that "He didn't want to see my face ever again."

Serving futher more into the news I found out. Marriott Barbosa was an American Supermodel and was going to feature in one of Harry's music videos. From the start of the shoot there were rumours of them often returning together from set. Now when the shooting was finished, three days before they were seen together in the premiere the two didn't interact much with the others rather were busy with themselves. After the premiere they were seen together once in a restaurant then in a park.

I was almost broken. I didn't cry but pitied myself for expecting too much from him. Ofcoarse he would move on with his life what was I even for him? Just a normal random girl, who came to his life just casually , spent some time together, got in an argument and that's it. Why would he be bothered by what I feel ?

What did I have to do with his love life. He could date whoever he wants, whenever he wants. I am no one.

Further scrolling I felt drowsy as my glance fell upon some pictures of him with that model.

Pictures of them holding hands.
Pictures of them entering a restaurant.
Pictures of them from the set.
But the one which made my blood boil was a picture of him standing really close to the model their faces were not clearly visible but it was the two of them kissing !

Harry's back was facing the camera but the girl's face was visible. I couldn't look at the picture for long though I wanted to, I wanted to show myself what the truth was. Due to trembling of my hand the phone fell on my bed.

I felt my eyes burning when a single hot tear rolled down, I immediately wiped it off.

Laying on my bed I kept on thinking about those pictures specifically the last one. Practically thinking it won't be very unusual for these pictures to be fake or even the news of them dating being a rumour but I didn't want to think that and give myself any false hopes this time again. I wanted myself to know the truth and I was happy I saw these news, now it would be easy to remove Harry off my mind forever.
I came to a conclusion that there was nothing more to this story now...
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....or is it?
Ofcoarse the story doesn't end here there's a lot coming ahead.

So stay tuned for the next chapter which is on its way.
Promise you'll find it soon.

How do you find this chapter, a lot happened in one chapter, pretty long one it is. Now I plan on making longer chapters.

Hope you like it.
Happy Reading
Xoxo

-Aina