Harold....
She looked different. Good different but different none the less. Seeing Bella sitting across from me made me feel like I fallen into another universe. I had absolutely no clue she was going to be my double date tonight. When Ryan said his girlfriend was bringing her friend he never once mentioned her name or anything about her.
I wasn't prepared to turn around and see her standing there. Standing there in what had to be one of the sexiest dresses I've ever seen in my life. I could do nothing but stand there and take her in. Everything from the way her bright red hair stood out against the white dress, to the way the said dress hugged her curves.
Bella looked different than when I last saw her five years ago. The obvious was that her hair was longer but it was still that same bright red that caught my attention five years ago. The same red hair I imagined in my sleep.
She also seemed to have grown into her body more. I wasn't exactly sure what it was but she seemed to hold herself higher, like she loved her body more and wasn't afraid to show it. I remember when I first met her and how shy and unsure she was about herself. The girl....no the woman standing in front of me wasn't the same one.
I had absolutely no words. I was still trying to come to terms that Bella was standing in front of me. Bella Gibson the girl who I was madly in love with five years ago.
I knew I was acting weird as I sat across from her still not having said a word. What do you say when the love of your life suddenly shows up after so long? I had no clue what was going on in her head either. I wanted to know if seeing me was bringing back memories of our time together, or was she not even affected.
For some reason the main feeling that I felt was relief. Relief in knowing she was single. If she wasn't she wouldn't have come on this double date. I shouldn't have felt relieved at that fact, I had no right to but I did. Even after all this time the idea of her being with someone else didn't sit well with me.
The tension between us was so palpable and I knew for certain Ryan and Hannah felt it. The only reason I agreed to go on this double date was to stop the constant whining of Ryan. The last few days has been Hannah this, Hannah that. When Hannah suggested to bring her friend Ryan was quick to agree and sign me up for this. At the time I wasn't happy about it but now I was happy I agreed.
"So Hannah told me you are a physical therapist?" Bella spoke, her soft voice the exact same.
"It's easier to say physical therapist but I'm the team doctor." Ryan answered.
"Team doctor?" Her eyes darted towards me for a second before going back to Ryan
"For the Patriots." He clarified. Realization bloomed in her beautiful green eyes. "Have to make sure this one doesn't hurt himself." He punched the side of my arm.
For the first time since we sat down Bella turned her gaze fully on me, not quickly looking away like she has been.
"Congratulations for playing with the Patriots." It was the first thing she's said to me all night. I swallowed thickly before replying.
"Thank you."
We stared at each other for another second before looking away. We both clearly had no clue what to say to each other. There was so much to say but I had no clue where to start. A thousand and one questions were racing through my head.
One thing I did know for sure was I wasn't going to let Bella go without getting some answers.
"Make sure to tell her the dress will be ready in a week. She'll have plenty of time to try it and make any more adjustments before her big day." I spoke loudly into the speaker phone as I placed another pin in the dress in front of me. Grabbing another piece of fabric I placed it where I wanted it to go, holding multiple pins between my teeth."How is Hannah's coming." Rina asked."I'm almost finished with it." I spoke around the pins."Bella are you still working? Don't you have a date to get ready for?" Rina questioned through the phone."I wanted to add one more piece, I'm practically ready.""You work too much Bella." Rina sighed."Once this dress is done I promise I'll take a few days off." She wasn't wrong. For the past four months I have been working non-stop on this wedding dress and I only had about a week to go before it was finished."You better. I'll go ahead and call Ms. Anderson to let her know. Anything else you need?"
"Harold I told you to pick up your socks!""I did!""No you didn't! I am staring right at them." I stared down at the three pairs sitting in the middle of the living room. Harold had a bad habit of taking his socks off wherever he was and leaving them there until I pick them up."I put them away!" Harold yelled from the kitchen."Harold." I placed my hands on my hips. We've had this argument at least once a week since we've moved in together four months ago."I swear it wasn't me." Harold came out of the kitchen. I pointed to the socks sitting in the living room and gave him a look."Everyone is going to be here in 5 minutes and we don't need these front and center." I scolded."I put them away like you asked ten minutes ago.""Clearly not.""Why would I put them away and then take them back out." Harold raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms."They don't magically crawl out of the closet.""Bella-" The sound
"Damn these are great seats." Hannah practically gasped as she looked around us. I had to admit these were amazing seats. We were literally right above the player and in the middle of the stadium. From here we would be able to see everything happening."It pays to have two well-liked boyfriends." I nodded along with her. Harold and Ryan got the two of us front row seats and we literally were able to by pass the crowds which was super nice. At first Harold wanted us to be in one of the booths high up but I wanted to be front and center to watch. Being up in the booth you can't see as well as down here."You okay Bella?" Hannah asked after her gawking was over."Yeah I...it's just the first time I've seen Harold play in person in years. I'm kinda nervous.""Why?""I don't know." I really didn't know why I was nervous. "Maybe I'm nervous he'll get hurt or something." I chewed my bottom lip."He'll be fine, trust me. And with you here to watch h
"Harold told me you are in a nursing program. That's really cool." I made conversation with Harold's sister Haley."It's been a lot of hard work but I enjoy it. And helping people is something I've always been passionate about."It was a bit crazy sitting here beside her after all these years. She was so grown up it baffled me."I could never. I get squeamish around blood.""It actually took me awhile not to want to pass out when I drew blood or say something horrible during my internships." I couldn't imagine the things she saw, definitely not for me. Before I could say more an arm wrapped around my shoulders."So what are you doing with my brother gorgeous?" Harold's younger brother, Dylan spoke above me as he perched on the side of the couch next to me."Are you seriously flirting with Bella?" Haley rolled her eyes at her brother."What? Someone's got to free her from our brother. Bella," He used his arm to turn me to face him. "Bl
4 months later....."Five more!""No!""I said. Five. More.""I can't. I'm done. No more." I panted, my arms falling to from underneath of me as I fell to the ground. I laid there on the cool grass with my eyes closed as my poor arms felt dead."You are cruel, like so cruel. Worse than a dictator." I panted, making myself roll onto my back. As I gazed up at the sky a head came into view, blocking the sun in my face."You're the one who asked to train with me." Harold chuckled looking down at me."Yeah before I realized how hard you workout. I can't feel my arms.""Come on it wasn't that bad." I glared up at his beautiful face."If I could lift my arms I would punch you but thankfully for you I can't.""Did you kill my best friend Harold?" Another familiar head came into view. One of Harold's teammates, Ben, grinned down at me.I hadn't known it at the time but getting back with Har
I didn't want to have this conversation but the look on Harold's face told me I wasn't going to get out of it. We were finally going to have this talk."Harold." I sighed placing my fork down. "Your parents never liked me. From the moment they laid eyes on me they deemed me unworthy.""What the hell are you talking about?""You never saw it!" I snapped. "You never saw the looks or the comments made about me. Every single person hated that I was with you and trust me they made that well known." He started to talk but I held a hand up to stop him."You never noticed the way all the girls made fun of the way I dressed, the way I looked, even my hair. Everyday I had to hear about how I wasn't good enough to be with you, the star quarterback. The guy who deserved someone better, prettier." I could feel tears wanting to gather in my eyes but I pushed them back."Your own parents said the same thing. The moment your mother laid eyes on me she deemed me un