Truly, Madly, Deeply

Chapter 4: Good News, Bad News

Harry's POV

"You have got to be kidding me!" I stated as I looked at the bug inspector. "Termites and rats?!"

"Yeah. It will take about 6 months to fumigate the place and about another 3 to rebuild the wood and junk." he burped.

"But I don't have a place to stay." I explained.

"Well," he shrugged, "Just rent an apartment. You're rich enough."

That stung.

"B-but, I-I..."

"Listen, kid." he said. "Just get some stuff out and move to another place for a few months. The sooner we start the sooner we can finish."

"Okay, thank-you." I said as I went inside to pack a few things.

*Beep Beep Beep*

Me: "Louis?"

Louis: "That's the name!"

Me: "What's up?"

Louis: "We have to go and help Bella. She 's got a huge couch, dining table and a bed that just arrived."

Me: "Oh...okay. I'll be there soon."

*20 minutes later*

I knocked on the door.

"Come in." I heard Belle say.

I walked in and saw paper and boxes scattered everywhere. I trekked through them and joined the rest of the gang.

"Hi Harry!" she smiled. "I was just thanking you guys for all of your help."

"Yeah, no problem." I smiled back. I didn't know if it was the light, but I am pretty sure she blushed.

"We're here to help!" stated Liam.

"What do you need done?" asked Zayn.

I kinda zoned out of the instructions thinking about how much she must miss home. I do everyday.

"Uh, Harry?"

"Wh-what?" I stammered.

The other boys laughed and Bella told them to get the stuff from the truck.

"Just come with me." she laughed. "I need this lounge room stuff to be put into the second bedroom, just until the couch is in, and I think it would be better if I have someone to help me who can carry a large load."

"I can do that." I smiled.

After 30 minutes of lifting boxes and Bella tripping over them, we were finished. Liam, Louis and Zayn had gone out to get dinner and Niall was getting the truck out of the way and getting her a 'surprise'.

We were rinsing mugs from the dishwasher when I heard her talk.

"Did you call Miranda?" she said, looking up at me as she smiled.

"How did you know?" I chuckled.

"She has a loud voice." she stated.

"No, I didn't. I really don't like her." I explained.

"I second on that." she laughed.

She walked over to the cupboard above the oven and reached up to place it. She kinda, well, slipped and the mug came crashing down, from her grasp onto the ground.

"Oh, crap." she muttered.

"Here let me help." I offered bending down to pick up the broken pieces of ceramic.

"I'm sorry! This happens alot." she gushed.

"It's fine." I said looking into her golden flecked eyes. They were beautiful.

She obviously got distracted because....

"Ow." she moaned grasping her finger.

Of course. She cut herself.

I tried not to laugh but I couldn't help myself.

"Hey, let's get you cleaned up."

I pulled her up, she still was holding her finger and I guided her over to the kitchen sink.

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Bella's POV

He was sweet. I liked that.

"Hey, I can laugh, but you can't. I could die you know, and it would be your fault!" I stated.

"Sorry." he chuckled.

I turned the tap off and held a tea towel onto my index finger.

I started, "Thanks for-"

Then Niall came bursting through the door with the rest of the guys.

"Belle?" he gasped.

"Yeah?" I questioned, confused as to why he had been running.

"I've got some good news and some bad news." Niall said. "Belle, what would you like first?"

A/N

Yet again suspense....DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!!!

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