Dark Paradise

Chapter 10

~ It's better to be absolutely ridiculous then absolutely boring
I was happy that I er I mean me and Harry were leaving off to Paris today. The week had gone by so fast, I finished 4 of my designs so I hope to finish the other half by the end of next week.
"Excited?" Harry asked as we sat there waiting to board the plane.
"Yea, I miss my home, my dogs and my friends. Zayn is having some of his new art pieces on show this weekend and I'm glad to be in town to support him,since he's always there for me." I answered. "How bout you?" I questioned.
"I'm excited, I've never been to Paris so yea it'll be a new experience. It's the city of love anyway, and I have the most beautiful girl next to me." Harry said. I couldn't help but blush every time he complimented me. "I say we go all out this week, I have no father to worry about and you have no work this weekend. Let's be ridiculous together." Harry proposed.
"Ridiculous? Hmmm sounds fun and interesting. I accept Harry." I told him. "What do you have in mind?" I asked.
"I don't know anything absurd and spontaneous. Like dance in the rain. Kiss by the Eiffel Tower. Go skinny dipping. Anything really." He said.
"That all sounds romantic Harry, are you sure about ridiculous or maybe you want to be romantic." I questioned.
"I don't know, what do you classify as ridiculous?" He asked.
"I don't know. Like talking to strangers on the street, or kissing random strangers. Doing random shit, and just going crazy." I said.
"Is this what you do in Paris alone Bel? Kiss random strangers?" Harry asked.
"Nah only when I'm heavily drunk, but that was only twice and it was when I went with Zayn to Mexico. That was one crazy night." I said to myself. I really didn't remember a thing from that night, I remember going to a club with Zayn, then it was shot after shot. I remembered blurs like kissing two of the bartenders for free drinks, and then all of a sudden it was morning. Zayn was in his boxers by the toilet and I was half naked in the bath tub. Me and Zayn promised to just forget and not even try to remember what the hell happened.
"Oh Bel." Harry mumbled, I wouldn't say I was crazy, I wasn't like a slut who drunk all the time and went home with guys. I've only had sex once, but I'm not a saint either.
"Flight 16 for Paris is ready to be boarded." The voice said out loud.
"That would be us." Harry said, I grabbed my carry on book bag and Harry grabbed his, he laced out hands together.
"First class?" Harry questioned as we sat down.
"Yes my dear Harry. First class. I told Quinn she didn't have to but she said how could I travel in anything but first class. Sometimes I myself forget I have this much money." I answered.
"Haha been there before." Harry chuckled.
The flight went by in a breeze, it was already dark by the time we landed.
"Zayn should be here somewhere." I said as I looked around for my artistic friend.
"Bel! Bel! Bel!" A voice yelled, I looked around for the body belonging to the voice. I saw Zayn running up towards me, I dropped my bags and ran up to him. He picked me up in his tattoo covered arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Zayn! Oh my gosh I missed you so much." I said.
"I missed you more." He exclaimed. He softly set me down. I looked back to see Harry standing there awkwardly.
"Oh Harry come over here. I ran over to him and grabbed his hand.
"Zayn this is Harry, Harry this Zayn." I introduced them.
"Nice to meet you Zayn." Harry said politely.
"Umm nice to meet you too." Zayn said.
"Now that you've met shall we go back to my place, cos I miss my babies and I'm tired." I said, trying to pick up my luggage.
"I'll get it." Harry and Zayn said at the same time. They both looked at each other. Kinda eying each other and I felt uncomfortable at the stare they gave each other.
"I'll get it." Harry said more sternly and turned to grab my luggage.
"Thanks." I whispered. He grabbed my suitcase and we walked in awkward silence to Zayns car. The drive was even more awkward.
I was more then happy to get out of the car. I didn't wait up for Zayn or Harry, I ran to my front door and opened it.
"Tiny Biggie, mamas home." I screamed, in a matter of seconds I heard the heavy breaths of my dogs. My Great Dane Biggie was first to get to me. He knocked me down and began licking me all over my face. My pug tiny was hot on his trails and on top of me as well.
"Oh I missed you guys. Yes I did." I cooed at them. I sat up and rubbed their bellies just how they like it.
"They really missed you Belli." Zayn said as he stood by the door smiling at the scene in front of him. Harry soon entered and smiled as well.
"Well I missed them just as much, bae number one and bae number two." I said as I stood up picking up my small pug with me. My great dane stood on his hind feet and balanced himself by my shoulders, he's as tall as me on his hind legs, he's a big boy, though I am a short girl.
"Harry you can set the bags by the couch." I told him, "thanks for picking us up Zayn. We'll meet up tomorrow right before your art show. Sounds good." I said.
"Sounds perfect, bye." Zayn hugged me good bye and kissed my cheek. He patted my dogs heads and left.
"How do you like my home Harry?" I asked as I sat down on the couch by him, my dogs right behind me. My Great Dane immediately took a liking to Harry. He tried to sit on his lap, which Harry happily allowed.
"I like it. I really like your dogs." He said as he played with Biggies ears. It was a funny sight, me with Tiny and Harry with Biggie.
"Okay then, let's show you your room and we can call it a night."
"My room? I'd rather sleep with you. I like to cuddle." Harry said pouting.
"I kick in my sleep." I said.
"I don't mind as long as I'm with you." Harry said kissing my forehead.
"You're lucky I like you styles, cos besides these 2 guys, right here no other male has been on my bed." I said standing up.
"I feel honored." Harry said following my steps.
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The next morning I awoke with two arms around me. Harry loved to cuddle, a lot. It was the first night ever that I didn't toss and turn. Harry's embraced held me in place. I sat up, seeing Tiny by me and Harry's feet on the bed, and Biggie was on the floor.
I slowly tried to break out of Harry's tight grip, but every slight move I did he would pull me back in to him.
"Harry, pssssss Harry, I have to get up." I said shaking him to wake up. He moved his head and placed it on the crook of my neck.
"Babe just stay in bed a little longer. I'm not done cuddling." He groaned holding me closer. I complied and snuggled back in to his bare chest. He hummed in content kissing my shoulder.
We stayed in bed half an hour more until I could finally manage to get Harry's ass out of bed. And even then I couldn't manage to make him put on his damn shirt.
We were out walking my dogs, on this nice little trail by my house.
"This is nice." Harry said as we followed close by as my dogs lead the way.
"Yea it's nice and calm." I replied. "But it would be nicer if you would've put on a damn shirt." I scolded him.
"Oh come on, you know you love seeing me like this." Harry joked.
"Sure I do." I said sarcastically.
"I wanna see the Eiffel Tower today. Can we go?" Harry asked eagerly.
"Um sure, after we get home I'll get ready and you'll put on a shirt and we will head out." I said, he nodded happily like a child, his dimples popping out. I had to fight the urge to poke at his dimples, they were like my weakness.
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Me and Harry were now standing in front of the Eiffel Tower. There were a lot of people passing us by, while we just stood there in a sea of people, going in every which direction. We had an hour to look around before he had to get back to get ready for Zayns art showing.
"It's so beautiful, I need to take a picture. Can you stand in front of it for me." Harry asked as he pulled out his camera.
"Why????" I groaned but compiling anyway.
"Because it would make it even more special. Now smile because you're beautiful." Harry said cheekily. I gave him a small smile, blushing a bit, the wind gave some effect, blowing my hair slightly. Harry took the shot.
"Perfect." Harry said sounding happy about how the picture came out. "Come on love let's walk around, this great city of love." Harry said grabbing my hand and running off with me. We ran for five minutes, we reached a park, I loved this park. It was now sunset, so the lights that hung upon the trees were lighting up. It was quiet lonely today, but I liked it like this. We walked in silence down the little clear path way.
"I wanna get something off my chest." Harry said.
"Go ahead." I told him.
"Okay, BELINDA HERNANDEZ I ADORE YOU, YOU CRAZY GORGEOUS WONDERFUL BUT ALSO SOMETIMES VERY WEIRD BUT STILL LOVELY PEREON!!!" Harry screamed, he surprised me, yet again Harry was quiet the romantic, and this was a very sweet gesture, he looked me in the eyes. And I couldn't dare break away from his gaze. He bent down and brushed his lips against mine slightly.
"Harry's that was really sweet." I whispered, my breath hitting his lips. I wanted to kiss him, but I backed away a bit. I know I'm suppose to be giving him a chance but it was all moving so fast for me.
"We should go back we have to get ready and Zayns show starts in three hours." I said heading in the the other direction. We were doing so well, I know that. But it's just all happening to fast. I could hear Harry trailing closely behind me, but I didn't bother to look back at him. I just need to slow down, so does Harry. He's really straight forward with me, I want to give in so badly but my head tells me it's stupid and we both need to slow down.
"Ummm are you okay?" He asked as we walked in my house.
"Yea, I have two bathrooms you can use the one by your room to get ready, we'll leave around nine thirty to get there early. It's formal wear by the way." I said, he nodded and we walked our separate ways.
I took a shower, a long one to be exact.
I pulled on my long sleeve black dress that passed my high thigh, with some matching black pumps. I pulled on my diamond necklace and my diamond ring. I did some black smokey eye and the rest of my makeup.
By the time I was ready it was nine twenty. I grabbed my black clutch bag and headed out the door. Harry was in the living room waiting for me. He had a white button up shirt tucked into his black pants, his curls up instead of loose.
"You look stunning." He complimented.
"Thanks you look nice too. Let's go I don't want to keep Zayn waiting."
The studio Zayn was showing was not that far.
Me and Harry didn't talk much, and I knew that he knew something was up. I just hope he doesn't ask tonight.
We walked in to the studio to find Zayn fixing up some of his pieces.
"They look amazing." I spoke up, Zayn looked up at me, he looked nice like always.
"Hey you came." He said and hugged me tightly and pecked my cheek.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world." I said, he shook Harry's hand and then he showed us some of his pieces before people began to arrive.
As soon as enough people had arrived Zayn gave a speech.
"I always said that art is one of those things we must do so that out spirits may grown..." I zoned out after that, a certain piece caught my eyes on the opposing wall.
Without even thinking about it I walked over to it. It was a girl, she was outside, there was a lot going on behind her. A parade maybe? I believe it was day of the dead. The girl was in an authentic Mexican dress, but her face was covered in make up, designed to look like a skeleton, but it had such detail on her face, it all reminded me of the art work me and Zayn saw in Mexico.
"It's you." A deep voice said behind me, I turned to look at Zayn.
"Me?" I question turning back around and eyeing the portrait even better. We shared some similarities I guess. Like the hair, the big brown eyes.
"Yea. One of my most favored pieces as well. Many people love it as well. They're not used to seeing art like this. You know since it's a different culture. They love hearing the story and the inspiration from it. I'm always happy to explain it to them." Zayn said eying the portrait as well.
"It's beautiful. Why me?" I asked. I softly traced the designs on the face of the girl who was me on the piece.
"Because you give me inspiration, you're different as I've told you many times. Most of these pieces are inspired by you." He said sending me a small smile.
"I'm flattered." I said looking around at the other pieces, seeing if I could figure out which ones I might have inspired. They were all so different from each other. It was hard to tell which ones I inspired to be honest. But Zayn had a way of seeing deeper in to a person. That's why he was my best friend.
"So are you and Harry I think that was his name, a thing?" Zayn asked. At that moment I scanned the room, looking a familiar head of curls. I caught a look of him looking at some art piece on the other side of the room.
"No we're just friends." I answered blankly not taking my eyes of that head of curls. "Why do you ask?"
"Just curiosity. You are my best friend after all." Zayn said, although the best friend part sounded forced out of him. I took my eyes of Harry and back on Zayn. "Anyway, tomorrow is your last day here before you leave so I propose that the two of us go out for the night. What do you say? Some me and you time." Zayn said poking my side, I giggled and nodded happily.
"I'd love that. Sounds good." I replied.
"Great I'll see you around I have to go talk to some snobby people about my pieces." He joked, he kissed my cheek but he let it linger this time which was weird for him. He waved me good bye and walked off. I turned to see Harry already heading my way, with a hard expression on his face.
"Hey-..." I started off but he interrupted me.
"What was that about?" He asked, or more like growled at me.
"What was what?" I asked.
"You and Zayn. Because you seemed like you two were flirting." Harry question.
"We were just talking. You know what people do. What flew up your ass?" I questioned feeling annoyed at his tone of voice he was using on me.
"It didn't seem like it to me." He said.
Oh so now he's jealous.
"Don't act jealous, because Harry me and you are not dating and you don't have a right acting like this when I talk to somebody so stop it right now." I hardly whispered at him.
"Well maybe if you haven't noticed I have deeply fallen for you. But as soon as we reach a certain part in whatever we are you seem to take two steps back. What am I doing wrong?" He questioned.
"We are not talking about this here. Let's just go home." I told him.
"I'll be gladly waiting for you outside." Harry said sarcastically and walked away. I bid Zayn good bye and walked out to find Harry waiting for me.
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"Now talk to me." Harry said as we entered my home.
"Harry just stop okay! This, what ever we are is just going to fast for me okay. I'm new to all this. And I'm scared okay. That's all I'm scared. Really scared." I said breaking down finally.
"Bel. I I'm really sorry I didn't even think of how you might've felt." Harry whispered, he embraced me in a hug and just held me in his arms.
"I just... I don't know. I'm questioning everything." I whispered. He stroked me hair and guided is towards the couch.
"I'll slow things down." Harry whispered.
He held me in his arms for hours until I drifted off to sleep.