Problematique

Belle's POV: 

"So what are you wearing?" Kylie asked as she looked through my closet, throwing various pieces of clothing on my bed. 

"I don't know," I groaned in frustration. 

"How about this?" She asked setting down some clothes.

"Very cute," I smiled as I took my outfit to my bathroom to get changed. 

After I was done, Kylie helped me with my hair and makeup. 

"So where are you going?" She asked as she braided my hair. 

"Not sure, he just said to meet him at his apartment at 12," I replied. 

"Well it's 11:47 so I suggest you hurry," Kylie said motioning toward my clock. 

"Oh shit!" I yelped as I grabbed my bag and dashed out of my room.

"Remember to tell Nash thanks!" She called.

"Will do!" I called back running out to my car. 

I turned on the radio and sang along to Party Rock Anthem as I drove to the apartment. 

At a red light I heard my phone vibrate. 

*1 New Message from: Ryan

Signing is running late, you can let yourself into the apartment. Key is in the plant next to the door. We're #25.*

I sighed as I parked my car in front of the apartment building. 

"Well now I have some time to kill," I said to myself as I walked into the lobby. 

I made my way up the stairs and to apartment #25.
I knocked on the door to see if anyone was home.
No one answered so I let myself in.

The apartment was dark and I couldn't find any lights so I went to a large window and opened the curtains.

Light streamed into the room as I gasped.

The walls were covered in different colored writing.

I took a closer look to realize the writing was actually lyrics and quotes.

"Cool," I whispered as I traced a quote from Mark Twain with my index finger.

I didn't want to be creepy and look in the guys' rooms, so I sat down on the futon by the window. 

I laid down and felt my eyelids slowly closing. 
I sprung up when I heard the door open.

"Is she here?" 

"I don't know, oh there she is!"

"I think she was sleeping," a boy with long brown hair whispered to someone who looked strangely like Russel Brand.

"Belle, this is my band," Ryan said as he nervously rubbed his neck.

"Hi!" I said enthusiastically, walking over to meet everyone.

"I'm Ian," the Russel Brand look-a-like said sticking out his hand.

"And I'm Jamie," the boy with long hair said as I giggled.

"You look so much like Ryan," I chuckled.

"We're actually brothers," Ryan said as I felt my face heat up. 

"Where's Nash?" I asked quickly.

"He went to surprise Kylie," Ryan smiled.

"She'll love that," I gushed as Jamie rolled his eyes.

"Well we should get going," Ryan said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.

"It was nice meeting you!" I called to Jamie and Ian as they smiled and waved.

"So how long were you waiting?"

"Not too long," I smiled as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.  

"So where are we going?" I asked after we walked outside.

"It's a surprise," he smiled mischievously.

We walked for awhile until we reached a small park. 

"Ta da," Ryan smiled as he led me to a small blanket.

"It's amazing!" I squealed as I hugged Ryan.

"Good, I wanted our first date to be nice," he said as I blushed.

We chatted aimlessly while enjoying vegetarian stir fry for the next few hours.

"What time is it?" I asked as I laid my head down on Ryan's chest. 

"6:36," he replied, playing with my hair.

"I know where we're going!" He said suddenly as I looked up at him.

"Where would that be?" 

"I'm making dinner for you at my apartment!"

"Hmm lunch and dinner, I like you," I giggled as he chuckled. 

"We should head out, this is when the creepers come out," I said looking around.

"I don't think they come out for awhile," he laughed.

I heard a noise from behind me which sent me running into Ryan's arms.

"Creeper," I hissed as I felt Ryan's body shake with laughter.

"Come on," he chuckled as I continued to cling to him as we made the journey back to his apartment.

Ryan's POV:

We arrived back at my apartment to find it empty.

"So what's for dinner?" Belle asked, hanging her purse on a chair.

"Cereal or cold pizza," I grimaced looking into the fridge.

"Cereal sounds perfectly perfect," she smiled. 

So there we sat, eating our cereal and talking. 

Talking to Belle felt so natural, I felt like I've known her my whole life.

"Thanks for dinner," she laughed as she took my bowl and her's and cleaned up.

"You know, you really don't have to do the dishes," I said as she frowned.

"Well I wanna, how bout that?" She laughed, sticking her tongue out.

"Suite yourself," I said as I took the faucet and sprayed her with water.

"Not cool!" She sputtered, flinging soap at me.

"No you don't," I laughed as I picked her up over my shoulder so she couldn't throw soap at me.

"Put me down!" She screamed as I ran around the apartment.

"Fine," I said stopping, "Only if I get something in return."

"Put me down and you'll get something."

I gently put her down and waited while she smoothed out her shirt.

"Oh right!" She said stepping toward me.

She pressed her small lips to mine but quickly pulled away.

"That's it?" I pouted.

"For now," she said with a mischievous smile.