When I get to Belle I grab a hold of her hand but, she flinches and moves away. Just when I thought everything was going to be fine I began thinking that It might not be ok. Instead of talking I wiped the falling tears from her eyes and kissed her forehead.
“Belle I’m sorry about Payton”
“Save it, Harry. You and I both know that she’s right. She’s what you need, she’s prettier than me, skinnier than me, and she isn’t a sad depressed person like I am”
“It’s not like that at all. She isn’t my girlfriend at all. The only reason why she is around all the time is because management hired her to be my fake girlfriend for the paps. She is a bitch who's stuck up, snobby, self-centered, and controlling. I love you not her. I’ve always loved you since we first met in that restaurant, I loved you when you were with Liam. I was a mess when you left because I couldn’t get you out of my mind. I’m nothing without you. For days, I wouldn’t get out of bed, sing, or smile during concerts. The boys knew why I was like that. Nobody knew what I was going through except them. Eventually, management found out and they made me get a fake girlfriend so the fans would see that I'm ok.”
I couldn’t believe that I finally told her. I just want things to go back to the way they were before I met Payton. I want to be with her again but, there’s one problem… Payton. I have to think of a way to get her to leave me or convince management to let me be with Belle again. I got knocked out of my thoughts by somebody tapping me. I turn around to see the boys and Belle just staring at me. I smile and look at them.
“Mate can we talk to you alone for a second?” Liam says
“Sure thing,” I say back
We walk over to the swings watching Belle while we talked for awhile.
“Harry I know you love Belle. In fact, you love her more than I ever had. I screwed up mine and her friendship big time and the last thing I want to do is have her broken again. The lads and I know how you feel towards Payton. She came to us crying about what happened. As your best mates, we don’t like her that much, and we hate how management hired you a girl to fake date while you want Belle.” Liam said looking back and forth at me and Belle
“I don’t think management would let me drop Payton that quick. They don’t care about my happiness. It won’t work. Plus I have to take her home to meet my mum, Gemma, and Robin. What am I going to do?” I say to myself.
“Take her home mate. I and the lads can get Belle a train ticket to Holmes Chapel to meet your mum. We're going to send Payton home since she’s been complaining about seeing her family.”
“Liam are you sure you're going to be able to pull this off?”
“Yes, Harry I got this. Plus I’ll talk to Simon about everything” He said
“Thanks mate!” I said happily
“No problem, now go get Belle”
After Liam came up with the idea to take Belle home. I walked to Belle. To see what she was doing. I walk up behind her quietly not wanting to scare her. Before I say anything I take in my surrounds. Looking at Belle and the pretty blue sky filled with white clouds.
As I sit down and look at her she begins to cuddle into my chest. I pulled her close while stroking her hair. She doesn't say anything until she looks up and smiles. She doesn’t say anything. She stared at me until her sister called. Belle didn’t answer her phone so I answered it.
“Hello Belle?” her sister said
“Hi I'm Harry, Isabella’s friend did you need something?”
“Is Isabella around it’s really important that she get’s this message”
“I’m sitting with her now,” I say handing Belle her phone
Who is it? Belle questions looking at me before taking her phone. “It’s your sister babe” She takes the phone and walks away. While she is talking I look over at her face and her expressions. Her face changed from happy to heartbroken. I let her talk to her sister before she pulled a fake smile and looks at me. She hangs up her phone and sits down before crying.
“I-It’s my mum,” She said trying to choke the words out
“Let it out baby” I encourage her
“Sh-she is the hospital” was all she said before she broke out into sobs
I pick up her phone and call her sister letting her know that Isabella isn’t stable enough to drive herself, and asking her for the address of the hospital. I gently got Belle on her feet putting my arm around her waist walking her to the car. Once we both got in I strapped the seat belt on and drove off to the hospital.