Harold followed behind my car as I lead him back to my apartment. I kept glancing through my review mirror every few seconds to make sure he was still following and didn't turn around. The fact that he said yes and was following me filled my heart with a bit of hope that he was feeling something. What that something was, I'm not sure yet.My palms were slightly sweaty as I parked my car and got out, meeting Harold at the front of the car. Silently we walked towards the elevator and as soon as the doors closed I could feel the shift between us.Our bodies turned to face one another and I stared up at him, desire pooling in my stomach. All my pent up emotions were slowly coming to the surface as I looked at him. Harold's eyes were a midnight blue as he gazed down at me intently.Thoughts that I had been suppressing from the moment I saw him last night rushed forward. One second we were looking at each other and the next my lips were pressed against his. My hands r

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

"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

"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