Only Hope

In Holmes Chapel, England, Isabella Cooper is the delegate's daughter, she is a girl who have great ambitions and lives her simple life with her parents. She is always helping her mother with community service activities for church and everything that would make other people happy. She just have had a bad news at her life, which didn’t made her lose her faith.
When this One Direction band came to the city to have some free days, she gets to know one of the five guys, who suddenly wants to help her with these activities. They begin to spend most of his free time together. But he is not the relationship guy, he have never fallen in love.
But all is not always a bed of roses and a heart-breaking secret of her becomes known, their relationship hangs by a thread. It is when he discovers the true meaning of love, can they save their relationship and make all their dreams come true?

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12. Chapter 11!

On Thursday during the day I went to the hospital with my dad so the doctor could take a look at my nose. I begged so much for him to take off the splint of my nose, it was so embarassing.

At night I was at my room studying for the test of tomorrow when I heard the door bell ring. "MOM, DO YOU WANT ME TO GET IT?" No answer from my mom, I waited for a seconds and went to see who it was.

My mouth went in an 'o' shape when I saw an almost-crying Harry Styles standing in my door talking to my mom. He had his head down, maybe trying to control the tears.

"Mom?" I whispered. She looked at me with an I-don't-know-what-to-do face. I gestured for her to close the door in Harry's face and she looked mad, so I gestured again for her to go to the kitchen, that I would help him.

When she left I steped in front of him. "Hum, hey!" I tried to smile. He looked up, his eyes were watering and red. "What's going on?" I was really worried. I don't think he's the kind of guy that cries very often. "Do you wanna come in?" I asked and he didn't answered again. "Look, I can't help you if you don't move." I sighed. He looked at me and nodded, I stepped to the side so he could get in. We went upstairs to my room, I didn't want him to be there, but I had no choice.

"You can sit" I pointed to my bed and he sat. "So, wanna tell me what happened?" I sat next to him looking at his face. He wasn't showing his dimples, his hair was curlied and his green eyes were dark. 

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come. You're studying and I didn't mean to bother you." He said when saw my books on my desk. "No, you're not bothering, I was sick and tired of studying anyway." I shrugged. He looked to my window. "I had an argument with my mom." He suddenly said. "You're crying because of a fight with your mom?" I almost laughed. "I know it sounds stupid, but" he half smiled "I'm not always home. I'm always traveling with the band, I'm always away from her and my family, so when I'm with her I just want us to be ok." "Right, and why didn't you look for the boys?" "They always stand for me, but I needed someone else." "Ok, and why me?" I know I was changing the subject and maybe was being rude, but I needed to understand why he came to me? 

"I don't know. I got in the car and just kept driving. When I stopped the car I was here." "Okaaaay." I didn't know what to say, so I just kept looking at him. He was still looking through the window. "You have a nice room" I smiled. "Thanks. It's my favorite place." "I wish my room was my favorite place." "You don't have a favorite place in the world?" I said pulling my hair in a ponytail. "No, I've been in so many places, it's hard to decide for one." "What about your room?" He smiled. "I live in a huge house in London, I'm always there by myself, it's hard to feel confortable there." "That's awkward." "A little bit." We smiled.

"Your nose is better." I went cross-eyed looking at my own nose. "Yeah, thank God." "I'm sorry about that." He apologized once more. "It's ok, I'm better now. I even think my nose is in a better shape. What do you think?" I turned my face so he could see my nose. He chuckled, at least I made him smile and saw his dimples.

We kept talking for some more minutes when my mom called us to go dinner. "Wanna join me and my family?" I asked. He doesn't look that bad at all, he's a nice person but maybe sometimes he lets fame goes to his head, that's why he acts like a total jerk sometimes. "Of course."

After dinner I invited him to stay in my room a little more before going back home. He sat in the chair that I was sitting to study before, my diary was on the desk and he found it. "Diane, no one should EVER read you?" he read out loud the words on my diary. I smiled. "Yep, no one." I said picking it from him. "I won't tell anyone" "Not in a million years, Styles." 

"Sooooo, have you always done those charity for church?" "Since I was 10." I put Diane under my bed, he saw it and chuckled. "And why are you doing it?" I asked refering on him going to the charity. Of course I knew the reason because I heard him talking about it with his mom. "My mom got into this charity thing and I promised I'd help her with it if the boys could come to town with me." "They're all in your house?" "Yes." "Nice" That was I could say. 

"Look, I don't know if you know it, but One Direction is always raising money to donations, I could use the band to get money to buy food and clothes" "Sounds nice." "I would organize a soccer game, the boys would play and the money raised goes to the poor kids." "It's a perfect idea, Styles you're smart." His cheeks turned red and he smiled showing his dimples. "Will you help me?" I thought about it for a second. If I help him, that means spending more time together. The last thing I need now is a guy to fall for me. "I will." He cheered. "But with one condition." I added. "What is it?" 

I took a deep breath, need a lot of courage to say this to a guy without sounding stupid. "You can't fall in love with me." His eyes ran my face, my room and me again, I think he was processing this. "That's easy." I rolled my eyes ignoring his answer. "Ok, deal." We shake each other hands. He stood up saying he needed to go back home. "I still don't know the reason of your argue with your mom, but just say you're sorry, ok? You'll be fine." "I will, thanks." "You're welcome."

I went to the door with him, my parents were in the couch watching a movie. "Thanks for the dinner Mrs Cooper." "You're welcome, Harry. Hope to see you again." My mom was all smiling at him. "Good night Mr Cooper." "Good night." my dad said without stop looking at the screen.

"Good night Bella. Thank you for everything." He was being honest. "It's ok, whenever you need. And I hope we can go ahead with the game idea." "We will. Tomorrow i'm gonna make some calls." "Ok, g'night." He left and I closed the door stopping for a second to take a deep breath, but I was interrupted by my mom who was looking at me with a smirk on her face. "What?" I asked trying not to smile. "You tell me." "Goooood night" I said rubning upstairs to my room. 

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