Midnight

Chapter 25:

Harrys POV:

Belle study's best by teaching the material to someone which works out well cause I learn best by having stuff explained to me. You would think I would have straight A's cause of that, but I don't.

I sit with my back leaning on the side of her bed watching her shuffle through papers. She is sitting across from me, leaning back against Kelly's bed, her knees bent.

As time passed Kelly came in and joined us. She paints Belles nails while I quiz her on stuff.

"Proclamation of 1763?" I ask.

"Prohibited settlement west of the Appalachian Mountains." She answers.

"Ok that's it. We covered History, Science and English. You said you are good in math right?"

"Ya I'm actually ahead in that class. My teacher moves slow, which I enjoy cause it gives me time to do the homework in class," She smiles down at her nails. "Thanks Kelly."

"Anything beats sitting down there watching Zayn and Perrie suck face." She screws the cap onto the nail polish.

I hold out my hands and she places hers on mine so I can look at them.

"I like the color. It contrasts well with your paleness." They are a light shade of green. She furs her eyebrows. "What?"

"I'm not sure wether to take that as a compliment or not."

"It's a compliment, I like your paleness. It makes it seem pure." I kiss the back of both her hands before letting go of them.

"I am far from pure."

"Oh I know." I think back to the blow-job. She second she had looked up at me I lost it, I needed her. I have never felt that before. The things she does to me. I couldn't handle having her pleasure me and not being able to do the same to her.

"Am I missing something here?" Kelly looks back and forth between us. Belles cheeks heat up and she looks down at her hands. She is so cute. I can tell she is thinking of the same thing.

"Well-" I begin but Belle throws a pillow at me.

"Don't be shy Belle. We have all been there."

Shit.

Belles eyes snap to Kelly. "What?" She looks back at me.

"Crap... Uh... It was a long time ago..." Kelly tries to explain. My mind begins to race. This isn't gonna end well. Dammit Kelly. Belle is gonna kill me, or worse, never let me in again. I begin to think of all the possible ways this could play out when the unexpected happens.

"It's fine." Belle shrugs.

"Your not mad?" My voice finally comes back.

"Well I'm not exactly happy but it was in the past and there is nothing I can do about so there is no use getting all worked up over it."

Something behind her eyes tells me her walls are back up at full force and she isn't telling the whole truth.

"Oh thank God. I was worried you were gonna jump me for a sec." Kelly breaths.

Part of her wall chips off as she looks at Kelly.

"Why would you assume that?"

"I dunno. You seem pretty chill but I feel like sometimes you just snap and beat the shit out of people. I'm jealous. I wish I had that ability. I can't punch worth a shit." Kelly says and walks out of the room.

Belle just sits there, frozen and horrified.

"Belle.." I crawl over so I am directly in front of her. "I know what your thinking and your wrong."

"She just described my father Harry! And she was trying to describe me!" She looks a fair amount of both pissed and upset.

"You are not your father. And you never will be." I wrap my arms around her and pull her so she is straddling my lap. Her arms go around my torsos and she buries her face in the crook of my neck.

"I like it when you hold me." She whispers after a while of silence.

"Has no one ever held you before?"

"Well yes but it's different with you."

"Well that's what happens when someone holds their world."

She let's out a small laugh. "That was corny but sweet at the same time."

"That's me, corny and sweet." I begin to trace patterns on her back.

"I could think of a whole book of words that describe you better than those."

"I don't feel like having my self esteem being picked at so how about you keep those to yourself for now?"

"Ok," she says. "Oh I just thought of another one."

I let out a small laugh and hold her tighter.

"You should get going. It's getting late." She mumbles.

"Leave?"

"Ya. You don't live here, remember?"

I hadn't really thought about that.

"Plus I have class tomorrow, and I'm pretty sure you do to." She slides off of me and begins to gather her work that is scattered across the floor. I glance out the window and it's dark, when the hell did that happen?

"I'll see you tomorrow?" I stand up and adjust my pants.

"We don't have class together till Wednesday." She zips up her bag and puts it next to her bed.

"That won't stop me." I pull her into a kiss.