Dirty Little Secret

Once we got back to Logan's house, I told her to text me and climbed into my car making my way home. Two amazing nights in a row, and I got meet someone new who has Logan's eye. The best thing is that now I have an excuse to visit Harry while I’m actually with Logan.

I tapped my finger to the beat of the song on the radio and replayed the day in my head. I loved spending every minute of the day with Harry, and it was starting to feel more and more as if he was a boyfriend and not my French teacher. I will admit it was a little odd saying that I was falling for my teacher but I could care less. I was happy and nothing could change that.

I pulled into the driveway of my dark house and parked the car. When I got out, Troy was just pulling in. I waited for him, only finding to see that his hair was disheveled and his cheeks were really pink. "What the hell happened to you?" I asked. He ran fingers through his hairs to attempt to fix it, only making it worse. I rolled my eyes and fixed it for him, earning a 'thank you' in return.

"We were playing a game of basketball and it got crazy." He said. I knew that was a lie. Troy had a heated make out session with this mysterious girl, I've been there. "Whatever you say." I mumbled and walked inside. Troy followed close behind me, fidgeting with his clothes and trying to hide any evidence. "You have lipstick on your collar." I lied. "Shit!" He hissed, pulling his collar to try and find the stain. I just laughed at his awkwardness. "Calm down, Troy. I was only kidding. I won't mention anything about this girl though. As long as you promise to tell me who she is." I held up my pinky to show that I meant business. "You'll know soon." He replied, locking his pinky in response.

We walked into the house and followed the smell of delicious meatballs, leading us to the kitchen where mom was slaving away at the stove. Boxes of bowtie pasta and empty meat packages were strewn across the center island and the stove had three pots going at one time. "Are we feeding an army or something?" Troy commented walking in. Mom turned around and smiled at the two of us. "Oh hi kids. No, I have an old friend coming over tonight and I totally forgot about it." Mom mumbled, vigoursly chopping tomatoes. "Do you need us to go somewhere else for dinner?" I asked.

"The contrary, actually," She said behind a stray hair, "I want you to stay here and help me. Troy, go and sweep the dining room and get out the nice place mats and Belle you come and help me with the rest of this dinner." I gladly obliged. I set my purse down and put the spare apron on before taking over chopping the vegetables. This must have been a real special friend if mom was going through all this trouble to make a meal. Usually she only cooked on big holidays.

Turns out there were cookies baking in the oven, and the garlic bread still needed to be prepared. Mom looked completely stressed out to the point where smoke could potentially come out of her ears. "Mom," I said placing my hand on her tense back. She turned to me and smiled wearily. "Go and get yourself cleaned up. I'll finish up here and have Troy help after he's done." I said sweetly. Mom smiled a real smile and pulled me into her arms. "Thank you, Belle. I love you." She said before taking off her apron and running up stairs.

I continued at the stove, stirring the sauce and chopping up vegetables for the salad. I was really curious as to who this person was. I've never heard mom talk about any of her friends at the past dinners. But I didn't care; if my mom was happy then I’m happy.

I finished up with everything and left the prepared food sitting on the stove, waiting to be served. "Belle!?" My mom called from upstairs. "Yes!?" I shouted in response. "Can you come up here and help with my hair, please!?" I smiled to myself and looked at Troy. He gave me a nod, and in one quick motion my apron was off and I was running up the stairs two at a time. Maybe I’d be able to get more out of this 'old friend'.

My mom was sitting on her tuffet to her vanity with a frustrated look on her face. "Hi mommy." I cooed. She smiled and pointed at her head. "I can't do anything with this mess." I laughed at her frustration and began pulling my fingers through it. Mom always had beautiful hair. It was the shade of mahogany and reached towards the middle of her back.

I took the wood brush from the vanity and began brushing her soft hair. "So, tell me about this old friend." I said to mom. She looked at me through the mirror with a blush on her face. "Well, it was a boy that I had gone to school with. Last week, he came into the office and we got to talking and so I invited him over. I completely forgot and that's why I was so busy tonight. Thank you so much for helping Belle. You and your brother are saints." She finished. I gave her a warm smile and began to braid her hair.

"Is this a potential love interest, mother?" I giggled at her response. "Potentially. It's been a while since I've been on any date, let alone talk to man that wasn't my coworker. I guess tonight will be the judgment day." I tightened up the last of the braid with a few bobby pins, admiring my work. Best braid yet. My mom looked at in the mirror with a wide smile on her face. "Oh, Belle. I love it!" She cooed, getting up from her seat and wrapping me in a big hug. "You're welcome, mom. I'm going to go change. Troy is finishing up downstairs." I said.

Mom looked at the clock with a relieved smile on her face. "With just under a half hour to spare."


**

At seven o'clock on the dot, the doorbell rung. Troy and I looked over at Mom, and you could tell she was silently freaking out on the inside. She placed her hand on my arm before walking over to the door. I did a last minute fix up of my clothing and stood next to Troy in the doorway, watching my mom open the door. A tall man with a sturdy build and his slowly grey fading hair smiled from the threshold. "John!" My mother smiled, opening her arms and welcoming him in for a hug. He took the hug and handed her a bouquet of flowers: roses. Her favorite kind. "Hello, Janine. Your home is lovely." He complimented.

My mother gave him a small smile and welcomed him inside. When he stepped inside, he smiled at Troy and I, walking over with an extended hand. Troy took it first to introduce himself and then I. "Belle." I said with a kind smile. "Beautiful name." He said back. I took the flowers from my mom and put them into a vase from the hutch.

"Please, have a seat at the table!" My mom encouraged. She grabbed the bottle of Merlot from the wine cabinet and two wine glasses to accompany it. When they were both in the dining room and out of ear range, Troy came up to me with a wide smile on his face. "What do you think!?" He gushed.

"He looks nice! And he's polite. Mom said he was a potential love interest, so don't ruin anything." I warned him. He knew that mom needed a boyfriend just like I knew. Dad walked out when I was about 10 and she's been alone since then. She's been on dates and stuff like that but none of them sparked the fireworks she desired.

I placed the roses on the center island and helped Troy place the food on the table. "This smells delicious!" John exclaimed, eyeballing all of the food on the table. "Thank you. My amazing kids helped me, I wanted to make sure everything was just right." My mom replied. He placed his hand on hers. I bit my lip trying to contain the big smile on my face.

Troy and I sat down, him on the end facing John and I sitting across from mom. As we ate, we learned more about John. He had played on the football team that my mom and him went to and went on to coach the college team from their area. He worked as the football coach for six years before being asked to step it up to the big leagues. He was now an assistant training coach for the San Francisco 49ers. Troy immediately lit up and began asking him all the burning questions. Mom eventually hushed him and told him to wait till after dinner to ask.

John lived in the northernest part of California, and he was in Arizona on a recruiting trip to Cardinals training facility just a few hours out of town. He had been directed to my mom’s law office to receive some paper work that needed to be completed and from then they got to talking. "So now I’m here. Having dinner with you wonderful people, thank you so much for an amazing dinner." He thanked, rubbing his full belly. I gave him a small smile after patting my mouth with my napkin. Mom and I began to clean up the dishes and brought out the fresh cookies from earlier. Mom and John poured another glass of wine.

"So are you thinking about college, Belle?" John asked from the edge of his wine glass. "Yes actually. I want to major in French so I'll be studying abroad in France for a year." His eyebrows raised in shock. "You don't say? You're pretty good, yeah?" I shrugged with a smug smile on my face. "I would say so."

"She's so good that she had been asked to be a tutor at school this year." My mom interjected. I blushed at the mention of tutoring and nodded my head. John raised his glass to me and nodded his head. "Well cheers to you, kid. I can already tell you have a bright future ahead of you." I thanked him and took a sip of my water. His attention turned to Troy as it was now time for Troy to ask all of his questions.


**


After an hour of hearing the two go on and on about football, Troy and I gave mom and John a little time alone. They resided to the dimly lit patio porch just outside the dining room. I went up to my room and changed into some comfy clothes and fired up my Mac.

I sent Logan a quick text that I was ready to Skype, and soon her face popped up on the screen. I accepted it and smiled at her smiling face. "Hey, Belle!" She chirped from the other side. "Hey, Logan. Whatcha up to?"

She shrugged and suddenly Niall popped up on the screen. He was at her house! My mouth dropped to a 'o'. I knew that they clicked, you could easily tell! "Hey there, Belle!" Niall chirped in his Irish accent. I gave him a small wave before Logan pushed him out of the screen. "We've been hanging out since I got home. Nobody was here, figured he would be a good person to call." She said, looking off to the distance who I assumed it was Niall. "Well I guess it's just a day of romance, isn't it?" I commented. She gave me a confused look. "I just met my mom's boyfriend." I blurted out. Her mouth dropped just like mine had. "Mama Andrews has a boytoy now!?" She screamed. I nodded and laughed at the mention of 'boytoy'.

"He's the assistant training coach of the 49ers in Cali. I coulda swore I heard Troy's heart stop when he said that." I laughed. Logan was laughing and I could hear Niall laughing in the back ground. Next to me, my phone illuminated with a text from Harry on the screen. I unlocked it and read the cute little message.

Can't wait to see your beautiful face at school tomorrow. After noon tutoring session, actually tutoring this time. I'll take you out on Fridays. Deal? x

"Belle?" Logan said from the screen. She brought my attention back to her smirking face. "Oh right, sorry. I got a text fr-" She cut me off. "From Harry, I figured." She said sticking out her tongue. I stuck my back at her and typed back a quick little message to Harry. "Well, we have to go. Niall is sleeping over and I have to get up early." Logan said to me. My eyes went wide at the mention of 'sleep over'. She just rolled her eyes and made a heart shaped with her hands. "Love ya, betch." She said. I heard Niall laughing again, making her smile bigger. I mimicked her and said, "Love ya, hoe" before ending the call.

I shut my laptop down and placed in out its charger, climbing into my soft bed and falling asleep with the memories of today replaying themselves in my mind.


**


I woke up to my phone vibrating with my alarm. I stretched and shut the alarm off before sitting up in bed. I pulled on my sweatshirt and walked down stairs to get my breakfast, but stopped at the bottom when I saw John covering a bagel in cream cheese. Did he and mom..?

"Hi." I said, bringing him out of his concentration. He looked up and gave me a warm smile. "Well, good morning Belle! Sleep well?" He asked. I nodded and continued my way down the stairs. He was dressed in the same clothes as last night. "Don't worry, I slept on the couch. I got a little tipsy from the wine last night and Jani- your mother - let me sleep on the couch." He said. I nodded and pulled a cereal bowl from the cabinet followed by my fruity pebbles.

I sat down at the island and ate my cereal in silence as did John. It was a little awkward; I don't like talking to people when I first wake up. I finished my cereal as fast as I could and walked back up to my room. I slipped on my outfit of the day and got my face prettied up. I soon knocked on Troy's door, signaling I was leaving soon.

I gathered my lunch and shoved it into my bag. Troy came down the stairs all ready to go, so we shouted up a goodbye mom and waved to John, who was sitting at the island, before running out the door.


**


Cece wasn't at the locker again, and I was starting to think that Logan and I did something wrong. Could she really be upset by the fact Harry was our French teacher? I shoved my crap into our locker and pulled the stuff I needed out and into my backpack. Shortly, Logan arrived looking bright and happy. "Well, someone is awfully cheery. How was your 'sleepover'?" I asked. She smiled and bit her lip. "It was good. He's picking me up after school and we're going out to dinner." I smiled at her, quite jealous that she can go out and do this stuff carefree. I, on the other hand, had to keep it on the down low.

"Well lookie you. I can already hear the wedding bells." I joked. She flipped me the bird, and then Harry's voice sounded behind me, making me jump once again. "Be careful where you point that thing, it could poke someone's eye out." He joked. Logan and I laughed at him, earning a chuckle of approval from him. "Nice to see you two. Belle you look beautiful today, and Logan I’m sure you heard that from Niall this morning." Harry stated, causing me to laugh and Logan to blush, "I'm guessing he told you?" She asked. He nodded saying, "Niall's my best friend. We tell each other everything."

Logan rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Of course. Well I got to head to class. I'll catch up with you two later." And then Logan was off. Harry took her place against my locker and gave me a warm smile. "So I’ll see you tonight for tutoring?" He said with that pantie dropping smirk. I nodded and shut my locker door.



**

At lunch, Logan and I saw Penelope eating alone at a table in the corner, so we decided to sit with her. No one should be alone.

"Hey, Penelope!" I smiled when we sat down. She looked up from her book and her face lit with a smile. "Hey, Belle!" Logan gave her a small wave introducing herself. "Hi, Penelope. I'm Logan, one of Belle's friends." They shook hands. I started to eat at my sandwich, but I decided to make a conversation with Penelope. "What book are you reading?" I asked.

She looked up once again. "It's the third book of the Harry Potter series. It's one of my favorites. It's my third time reading it." She said, slightly embarrassed. I smiled at her, making her physically relax. "That's awesome! I heard that it's good to read over books a few times, you always pick up something new." She nodded and went back to the book.

A few minutes later, Logan gasped. "Holy fucking shit..." She mumbled. "What?" I asked while trying to look in the direction she was. "Holy shit! Cece is all over Troy!" She exclaimed. "WHAT!?" I shouted. Logan pointed to a large rock located in the pavilion of the school. Sure enough, Cece was perched on the rock while my brother was standing between her legs and they were REALLY making out.

I don't exactly know what I was feeling at that point. I was mad that nobody told me this was a possibility but I was also mad that Cece didn't come to me asking if it was okay, even though I’m totally fine with it. "Do you think that's the reason why she's been gone so much!?" Logan gushed. I nodded my head and looked at Penelope who looked as if she was a deer in headlights. "Cece is our friend and Troy is my brother." She nodded in understanding.

The bell then rang, and Penelope grabbed her things, giving us a quick goodbye and wave. I was definitely going to have a talk with Cece.


**


I knocked on the door of Mr. Styles' room. The window was covered up for safety issues and was preventing me from seeing inside. When he opened the door, a smile was plastered was on his face as he quickly rushed me in. I heard the door close and when I set my books down; he immediately turned me around and planted his lips on mine. I giggled into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine.

"I've been waiting to do that all day." He said breathlessly. I laughed and gave him another quick peck before he released me. "How was your day?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulder as he took a seat on the side of his desk. "I would have been better if I saw you fourth period. You're here now though, it's better than nothing."

I smiled at his sweet words and took a seat on one of the desks. We stared at each other for a minute before he went to the white board and grabbed a marker. I watched as he wrote on the board in his neat hand writing, 'Allez-vous être mon amie?'.

I gasped and looked at the man leaning against the board. The words translated out to, "Will you be my girlfriend?' in French. A smile erupted on my face as I hopped up off the desk and ran to him, wrapping my arms around his tall torso. "I wouldn't want anything else in the world, Harry."

When I pulled away, he planted his lips back on mine, lifting me up so I could sit on his desk. He stud between my legs, extremely close to my woman. Electricity shot through my body with every touch he gave, and when his tongue flicked my upper lip I let him enter immediately.

Our tongues danced around for a while, his large hands traveling up the back of my shirt. It made me feel so free and that I was safe within the arms of this man. Every time his hips hand made contact with mine, I could feel myself getting more excited. The woman inside me was screaming for him to give me more, but was hushed when a knock came from the locker down.

I heard Harry curse under his breath before he gave my shoulder a quick kiss. "To be continued." He said mysteriously, leaving me disheveled and dizzy on his desk. He erased what was on the board and opened up the door to a boy and girl, who I recognized as kids in my grade. "We're here for tutor help?" The boy said. "Of course, come right in!" Harry said, expertly hiding the frustration he had.

He left the door opened and winked at me, causing me to smile. I got up from his desk and helped the two kids with simple stuff, catching quick glimpses of Harry looking at me with hungry eyes.

This was going to be fun.

Notes

I like this chapter :) I know the book says smut, but trust me it's coming very soon :) This smut was just a little taste of what comes next:)

The link to "John!" is what John and Belle's mom look like together so there's your picture of her mom.

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