It just happened.

Chapter 2.

Bella's P.O.V.

"Miss Bella, miss Bella. It's time to get up darling!" I heard a voice say. But I wasn't really sure who it was. It sounded like a girls voice. She was tapping on my shoulder to try to get me up.

"Honey, it's almost three. Schools has already been let out for the day." She said while helping me sit up.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked while looking around the small room. Putting my hands on my temples to rub them, I had a pounding headache.

"About three hours. Your friend Harry brought you up here, after you got hit in the head with a volleyball. He was very concerned about you." She said with a smile on her face while grabbing me a ice pack for my head.

While getting the ice pack from Mrs. Sew, I was trying to take in her take in her words. he was very concerned about you. Harry concerned about me? No. That's not possible. He barley knows me. I'm not popular, cool, or rich. So why would he be concerned about me?

I started to get up, and thanked Mrs.Sew for letting me stay in there, then I started to walk to my locker. As I was walking I heard someone singing and playing the piano. The hallways were empty. Who could be in there? Who ever it was, they had an absoulety beautiful voice. I kept walking towards the music, and I stopped before going in the room. I peeked in, and I couldnt believe my eyes.....it's Harry. I didn't know he sang, or even play instruments.

'Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderful

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old

I never thought, through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

But isn't she lovely made from love'.

It was beautiful. He had the voice of an angle. After he sang, he just sat there, and looked out the windows. He is one hard puzzle to slove. I wanted to walk in there, but I'm not sure. But right when I was gonna walk away, I dropped my ice pack. Crap.

"Hello, who's there?" I hear Harry say before he started walking away from the piano.

"Oh sorry I was just walking by, to go to my locker. I didn't mean to disturb you." I said while looking down. I was nervous of what he was gonna say.

"It's alright. Did you hear anything?" He asks while making eye contact. His eyes are even more beautiful up close. He stepped closer to me. Closing the gap that was between us. My heart was beating so fast, why does it do this every time he gets near me?

"I heard some,but not a lot." I lied. I heard every word. His voice was amazing. He shouldn't be afraid to show off that. He had a true talent.

"Oh, well how are you feeling? Do you need anything?" He basically jumped into protective mode. It was sweet. Yet different. Especially from him.

"I'm okay. My head is still pounding. I guess volleyballs like my head, haha. I was just walking to my locker to go home." I said while a smile, and a little giggle creaked out.

"Yeah, that was one hit. I like your giggle...aha.umm.. would.. would youu like.. umm.. Do you need a ride home? I wouldn't mind taking you." He said while looking straight into my eyes, with a little smile on his face. He seemed nervous again. But I really don't understand why.

"It's fine. I can walk. But thank you anyways." It wasn't fine. I would like for him to take me home. But I didn't want to bother him.

"You're not walking home alone. I'll take you. Hold on." Before I had a chance to answer him, he had already grab his stuff and was grabbing my wrist to walk to his car.

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While following Harry's lead to his car. I was surprised. Very surprised. It was a black 1970 Chevy Chevelle with two white strips on the hood. It was perfect. I love old cars and trucks, its something me and my step dad had in common. But I was just shocked that Harry had this car, their not cheap at all. His looks close enough to be $89,000. But maybe his dad had good connections, and got it for a cheaper price. Hes lucky. Right when I go to open my door Harry steps in front of me and opens the door for me. Then shuts it behind me. Woah, he can be a true gentlemen. When Harry gets in the driver seat, I put my seat belt up. But i had to ask .

"Is this a 1970 Chevy Chevelle?" I blurted out. I think he was a little thrown back by my question. Because most 'girls don't know about cars, all they care about is makeup and their hair', I'm not one of those type girls. I'm very different. Most people think they know me, but they really don't.

"Haha, this is. How did you know? It was my dads but he gave it to me for my 18 birthday." he said while puting his key into its slot, and bring the car to life. It roared, it sounded so good.

"I'm really into old cars and trucks. I've always wanted a 1971 Chevy truck. haha," I said with a shy smile. Then looking out the window.

"I knew there was always a reason I liked you. I mean.. umm.. I always thought you were cool." he started getting nevrous, he started rubing little circles on his leg. "Umm.. wanna listen to some music? you pick." He said while turning onto the highway. I nodded, and did what he said.

The car ride kinda got a little awkward. It was silent for a little until Harry asked me a question. I'm glad he broke the silence before I did. "Are you hungry? You didn't eat lunch. Wanna stop somewhere, my treat." He said with a big grin on his face. His dimples were showing.

"Oh, you don't have too!" I said, not trying to impose on his plans for the evening.

"But I want too." he looked at me and gave a cute dimpled smile. Ugh, why is he so perfect! I didn't want to argue with him, so I just went with it.

Its not a date. But I wish it was. I just couldn't get over the fact that I am in Harry Styles car, while he drives us to go get something to eat. I mean, its just something to eat. But any girl would be lucky to be in my spot. But I feel like he wants to actually hang out with me, with taking with me to the office, then the car ride, now taking me out to eat. Harry Styles, you are one crazy puzzle to slove, but I hope i get to finish it. Maybe I can get to know the you I want to know. This night might get more interesting by the minute.