Nothing Like Us

Chapter 9

Bella's p.o.v.

Everything with Harry was going smooth and really amazing. Our work schedules didn't really go smoothly though. Just when I was getting done with my job at the music center, Harry had to leave for the studio. It was only one quick kiss before he left and then he was gone for a few hours. He would get home around midnight or later and I could feel him get into bed with me wrapping his arms around me from behind, but I mean that's not really time spent together. Yeah sure we would wake up together and everything and he would other make breakfast or I would, but it wast special like I need it to be. But just the fact that we're together is really great for me. But he hadn't officially called me his girlfriend yet, and frankly I don't know where we are at, but I'm just focusing on me and Harry and right now he's all I got.

I got off from work and headed home. I work at a music store that sells cds, instruments and music sheets. It's just all music and that's what I like.

I walked into my house expecting to see Harry come by to give me a kiss before walking out, but there was no sign of him. All the lights were off except for a little glow in the living room. I walked in and saw a candle with a note next to it. Now that's really safe. I picked it up and saw it had Harrys handwriting on it.

'Hey beautiful I have a surprise for you. It's gonna take a little looking for you to find me though. But don't worry I'm never far. Just go to our favorite place in the world and you'll find the next clue. Can't wait to see your face tonight.

xx ~ Harry'

I smiled down at the note like an idiot for the longest time, just reading it over again taking in his words. I blew out the candle, grabbed my keys and nearly ran out of the door to my car. I couldn't wait to see him and I really wanted to know what his surprise was.

I drove down the way to our favorite place, the cafe. It was a really small secluded cafe with amazing pastries, cakes, cookies, and coffee. Harry showed it to me when we first met and I go atleast once a week. Sometimes Harrys tags along with me just to talk.

I pulled up to the cafe seeing it was closed. I was slightly confused seeing that this was supposed to be a clue in guessing with some sort of note. After sitting there in confusion a white piece of paper taped to a bench caught my eye. I got out of the car and walked over to it. I knew why he had put it there, we had had many talks on this bench and its where I once spilled coffee all down his shirt. He nearly ripped it shirt off trying to detach himself from the hot liquid as much as he could. I remember sitting there laughing so hard. A smile came to my face as I thought back to the memory. I picked up the note and sat down on the bench.

'I'm sure right now you're thinking of the time you spilled coffee on me and almost died laughing because of it. Well that's why I put here because I knew it would make you smile and just the thought if your smile makes my day. Anyways you can find your next clue somewhere fancy. Let's see of you get this one.

xx ~ Harry'

The first place that came to mind was a really high end restaurant Harry had taken me to once. It was the day my parents called, once again yelling at me. I was really stressed so Harry told me to get dressed up and that's where he took me.

I quickly scrambled to my car, putting the key in the ignition and driving off the to the place. I hope they would let me in seeing what I was wearing wasn't exactly as fancy as it should. It was a black dress with roses on it and a pair of black converse. They paired well together and I knew that Harry thought it was hot when I girl wore converse with a dress. I quite liked the style myself.

A good 20 minutes passed before pulling into the lot for the restaurant. I parked and hastily made my way inside. At the front a rather tall man, maybe in his 60's was standing in a very nice tux with a note in his hand. You could spot his white hair from a mile away. His face held a softness to it, it reminded me of my grandpa who I adored before he passed. I shook the thought from my head and walked over to him hoping the note was for me.