My Crazy Europe Adventure( with Harry Styles)

After being hurt so many times, college student, Jamie Moyers learned to take control of her life and not let anyone get in her way. She has a plan, college, see the world, write best-selling books, enjoy her freedom, then maybe marriage. As she is traveling around Europe with her best friend, Desiree, she comes across fun-loving Harry Styles. Her behavior and personality sends Harry hurdling down the love tunnel, but Jamie is keeping him at arms lenght even though she too is falling in love with "Pretty Boy". Plus, it doesn't get any easier to hide it when he travels with them. As she starts to let him in, she is torn away from him by her past. She is forced to go into hiding as a crazy murder follows closely waiting for a moment to strike. Harry fights his way to find her as he juggles his fast moving career. Will they make it out in the end? Or will their relationship end ?


20. My name is...

Jamie's POV

"What movie do you want to watch?" I asked Harry. It has been two days since he came, and since then we have done nothing but eat, talk and watch tons of movies. "Not Love Actually, please. I'm begging you."

He scoffed. "Fine, Pretty Woman." I shot him a glare. "What? I have to watch Fast and Furious, but you don't have to watch sappy love stories?'

"Yup!" I laughed. He tackled me to the ground, and started to tickle me. "Hey! Noooo-nononono!" I started to tickle him back. His laugher was loud and deep.

"Fine!" He finally gave up. "We can watch your movie."

"Nah," I said. "Lets watch Pretty Woman."


"Yeah, I actually like that movie. Mom and I used to watch it every now and then." I smiled, thinking of all the movie nights we had. First we made some kind of homemade snack, then started to watch a series of movies, Fast & Furious, The Lord of the Rings, James Bond, you name it. It was always fun, girl talking and planning trips.

"Sounds like a plan." Harry jumped up to get the movie ready as I got the popcorn. As the popcorn popped I looked around the small kitchen. I noticed something odd. There was a brown paper bag hidden between two jars. Did Harry think he was going to get lucky? My jaw clenched. No, he hasn't done any moves on me. Right? Only one way to find out.

I grabbed the bag. Should I open it? Yes. I peeked inside. Not what I expected. A well-worn journal, with my uncles handwriting. Odd, considering that he hadn't been home for days. I looked around making sure that no one was near, then flipped it open. It was empty, all but the last page:

If you have gotten this, your mission is complete.  Hide the body in the ocean. Then meet me under the same bridge we met the first time. I'll pay you there. If you killed the others too.

I dropped the book. "No, no." What body? Who's dying? The others? I backed away, further and further from the message. This can't be happening.  He's trying to kill me.

"Hey, hey!" Harry shouted. "You can't barge in! Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry." The voice belonged to a woman, and sounded seductive.  "My names Judy."

I ran into the living room. "Harry, run!"


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