Dark Paradise

Chapter 5

~ I heard you're a player so let's play a game.
Let's sweet talk.
Let's play fight.
Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day.
Let's walk together.
Let's give each other nick names.
Let's hang out with each others friends.
Let's go on dates.
Let's talk on the phone all night long.
Let's hold each other.
Let's kiss and hug.
And who over falls in love first?
Loses.
After lunch I actually finished the fifth and sixth design, I was on a roll, maybe because I was in a good mood. Now all I have to do is two more designs and I'm done with the office part of the work. Then I could move on to getting the material to bring these designs to life, and choosing the models id want use to model my work.
I was also excited that Harry was taking me out tomorrow to her my first tattoo. According to him he had gotten all his tattoos from this guy, so I trusted that it would come out perfect. It was a very important quote to me, I wanted to get it on my right side under my boob, like on the ribs. I knew it was of the most painful places to get a tattoo but it was something I've been meaning to get.
I still have an hour here at work so I began brainstorming ideas for the seventh idea. Maybe a dress, most of my pieces so far have been two pieces, I might as well.
"Bel you have a call on line 2." Quinn said as she opened the door.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Mr. West." She said and left the room. What could this asshole want now.
I took a deep breath in and picked up the phone.
Me- Hello Mr. West how may I help you today?
Mr. West- good evening Ms. Hernandez, I was wondering if you would be attending the Ball next Friday?
Me- Yes I will.
Mr. West- Great. Also I've been hearing that you've hanging out with my brother. Is that true?
The question caught me of guard. I don't think that's his business what his brother does or what I'm doing.
Me- Yes we have, is there a problem?
Mr. West- I'd advise you that you don't. Trust me on that
Me- And why shouldn't I?
Mr. West- Because even though he is all charms he's a huge player. You're a smart and very successful young woman, I'm sure you don't want to be another scratch in his bed post? Sure you have more dignity then that.
Me- I never said that I had any sexual nor romantic intentions with your brother. We just had a friendly lunch date. That's all. I don't want a relationship especially since I'll be going back to Paris after a month. Good bye Mr. West.
I hung up on him, getting mad. I don't know what I was angrier at first. That Mr. West knew me and Harry were hanging out and he decided to stick his nose in it. Or that Harry was possibly just using me for sex. And here I thought he was different, and unique. He's just like the rest, he's only after sex, like most men. Sure Mr. West was annoying as hell but he wasn't a player, I guess the family runs with dooche bag jeans.
I don't even want to see Harry tomorrow, if anything I want to distance myself from him. I should cancel, not right now I need time to think of an excuse. I'll do it first thing in the morning. Gosh and I was his date for the damn ball a well. He was probably just planning a way to get me in bed that night. Maybe I could go home to Paris for that weekend, say something came up with my dogs, like one of then is sick. Yes, that seems believable.
God I feel so stupid now, at least I didn't tell him everything about me. And now I remember why I didn't date. At all.
I just need to go back home as soon as possible and act like nothing ever happened.
My day started off great and now it just went straight down.
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"I'm home." I shouted as I entered Rosie's apartment.
"In the kitchen." She called back.
"Are cooking for me good looking?" I asked as I dropped everything on the couch including myself.
"Yes, now tell me when is this ball thing?" She asked, damn I was hoping she wouldn't ask.
"About that. I can't go." I said. I heard her drop whatever she was holding and rush in to the living room.
"And why not? Did Harry back out?" She asked, I mentally rolled my eyes at the mention of his name. But stopped myself.
"No, it's just the ball is on Friday and I was planning on heading home for three days. My umm my dog sitter said that my dogs were acting weird, probably cause they missed me. I need to go back and spent time with them. And I'm feeling homesick, my friends miss me too so, just for a bit I'll be away." I said trying to sound convincing. My friends didn't miss me, well they did, but not that much they knew I was coming back.
"Oh, too bad. Did you tell Harry?" She asked.
"Not yet I'll tell him soon." I said, she nodded and went back in to the kitchen. "Anyway the weekend is almost here. We should something fun together, what do you feel like doing?" I asked. Since being here all I've done is work, and even though I love it, I need time to have little adventures and do something fun. I know is say I'd so work but it looks like I'll finish early on these designs.
"I'm not sure. We could go out to a club, I heard about this really good one that just opened. Sounds good?" Hmm a club, dancing, drinking, sounds fun to me.
"Great it's a plan. Me you Saturday will dance the night away." I cheered, I could hear her giggle in the kitchen. I can get through this month, just 3 more weeks.
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I entered the office feeling on top, which was good if I wanted to sound convincing as I broke the news to Harry, and canceling.
"Good morning Quinn. Do me a favor and first order me two way tickets from London to Paris and back to London. I want to leave on Friday and come back home Sunday night. Got it?" I asked her.
"Yes bel, won't you be missing the ball?" She asked.
"In that case call Mr. West and explain that I'll be in Paris that whole weekend and apologize for me. Okay?"
"Yes Bel, anything else bel?"
"Yes call Harry for me and put him on the line for me. I need to talk to him." She nodded and I walked off to my office. I had my whole speech planned out in my head. I can do this, I was good at lying. I lied to my parents my whole life.
My office phone began to ring, I took a deep breath in and answered it.
Me- Hello?
Harry- Bel what do I owe this lovely wake up call to?
Me- I have to cancel today's plans
Harry- why?
Me - I forgot I had plans after work with my room mate and she needs me right now, she just got out of a really bad relationships and we were gonna hang out today so yea
Harry- That's fine, next time then
Me- That's not all, I can't go to the ball either
Harry- What! why?
Me- My dog sitter called and my dogs aren't feeling well, they've been acting strange since I've been gone. They're not used to be apart from me for so long. I'll be spending the whole weekend back in Paris. I've been feeling homesick too, my friends call constantly and they miss me as well. I just need some time back at home. I'm really sorry.
Harry- Oh, that's too bad, I understand, I guess. When can I see you then
Me- I'm not sure, I'll be out with Rosie my roommate this weekend, she'll be showing me around and all that, and I'm still working on everything for the show. I really don't know
Harry- Did I do something wrong?
Me- What? No, why do you ask?
Harry- Well all of a sudden you don't have anytime to hangout at all. Is it me?
Me-No no no no you did nothing wrong. It's just well Harry I did come to London on a work trip, not vacation. So I did come here to work, not have fun. It's my fault I made plans with you and I didn't even consider looking at my schedule, I'm really sorry. I umm I should go, I have to finish my designs
Harry- Umm okay, I uh guess I'll see you sometime
Me- Yea sometime
I hung up, and I couldn't help but feel like utter shit. Even though I shouldn't since he was probably just playing with me. I burry my face in my hands, what have you done to me Harry Styles?
Harry's POV
What did I do? I keep asking myself, we were getting along just fine, no better then fine. We were doing perfect. It just doesn't make sense at all. I'm pretty sure that she's not busy every weekend. We could still meet up for lunch, but it seems like she doesn't want to do anything with me. Maybe she does have a boyfriend and that's the real reason she's going back to Paris, to see her lover.
No, Bel is not that type of girl, she seems too innocent and sweet to do something like that.
I refuse to give up on her so easily. There has to be a reason she closed herself up so quickly from me. Someone must have told her something she didn't like about me. But what? I don't do drugs, I'm not in a gang, I don't kill or get in fights, unless I'm provoked to do so. I don't get it, it's not like many people know about me here. Besides my dad, but he doesn't know Bel. Then there's my ass hole of a brother. And ding ding we have a winner.
What did Ethan tell her?