Unexpected Meeting (Harry Styles fanfic) [To be Edited]

Chapter 3 - Challenge Accepted

Bella's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=59360251

Luke's Truck: http://ankhtechnologies.com/69%20Chevy%20%201%20C30.JPG

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Recap:

 

“You’re kidding right?” I try to protest but she just stops me by holding her hand up. “You are the stupid, arrogant, and stubborn. I’m going to go now, goodbye.”

 

 

She turns to walk towards the door. Then Stone suddenly stands up and lunges toward her and I scream, “BELLA WATCH OUT!”

 

 

She swings to hit him and that’s the last thing I see before blacking out.

 

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Chapter 3

**Bella POV**

“BELLA ELIZABETH CAMPBELL WHY THE HELL IS HARRY STYLES KNOCKED OUT IN YOUR KITCHEN?!”

 

I wince at her loud tone. She imminently gets on her knees in front of Harry poking his face. She checks his pulse.

She sighs. “He’s alive thank god. I thought I would lose the father of my children!” She says dramatically clutching her chest.

I roll my eyes. “Cara that’s not important, what are we going to do with him?” I ask as she rubs her chin. Her unnaturally red hair rests on her shoulders, her brows furrowed in contestation.

“Just take him back to your house! You have that spare bedroom across the hall from your room.” Cara suggests smiling smugly at her idea. “Then we can fall in lo-“

“Cara,” I snap, “Not the time. Let’s pick him up.”

Cara imminently shuts her mouth and grabs Harry’s legs as I grab under his armpits. We together carry him out to Luke’s ’69 blue pickup truck. You see Cara’s parents are best friends with my parents; she lives about 5 miles away from our farm. I’m guessing she rode her horse Kendall over and forced Luke to give her the truck so she could pick me up.

Once Harry is in the back of the car I lock up the bakery. I grab my bag and hurry to the car to get home. We drive down the same dirt road to the farm when Harry groans.

“Ouch. I have a bloody headache. Louis, I just had the weirdest dream. I met a beautiful girl named Bella and she was so badass beating these guys up with a bat.”

I full out blush at Harry’s comment. No boy has called me beautiful besides my daddy. I haven’t seen him in two years, my dad I mean. He’s busy in Afghanistan serving in the army.  I pray every night that he’s going to be safe, and to come home to me.