Amber and I pull up to my house and I climb out of the car laughing.
"Babe! Your future husband is waiting!" Amber points at the porch and I look over to see Harry sitting on the porch, watching me.
"Hi!" I wave at him and he motions for me to come over.
"Bye!" Amber Waves at me and I wave back at her.
The taxi car pulls out of the driveway and I walk up to the porch.
"What's up?" I ask him as I go to lean against railing post but I miss it and I stumble back. "I'm okay."
He stands up and leans toward me. He kisses me but then pulls away.
"Your drunk and you've been smoking weed. Did you go to a rave?" He asks.
I pull up my face mask. "No."
"Jade." he groans.
"Alright alright. I was at a rave, can you guess what the theme was?" I ask him as I do a little tribal dance.
"Where are your shoes?" he asks.
"I traded them for some weed." I shrug and his eyes widen.
"Your kidding."
"I wish I was."
He groans. "Jade I should punish you."
"Yes daddy." I giggle and he bites his lip.
"Your not allowed to leave this house for the rest of the weekend." he says sternly.
"But daddy." I stomp my foot and give him a pout.
"Even if thats really hot, im not chaning my mind. You are offically under house arrest." He says as he stands up.
He grabs my hand and pulls me to the door of my house.
"But Harry its only... thursday!" I cry.
"Its friday actually." he mutters.
"Sam thing!" I exclaim as he takes my keys away from me.
"Sam is not the same thing as same. You need to get some rest." he tells me.
"But I dont wanna." I whine as he opens the door.
"Dont make me turn your punishment into a week." he says.
"Yes sir." I quietly say as I walk past him.
I walk into my room and I take off my headress and my mask. I ruffle my hair as I set the eadress on my dresser. I take off all my bracelets which is a lot because people we're just throwing them in the air for people to take. I go into my closet and then take off all of my stuff before putting on a pair of underwear and a long t-shirt that might be Harry's. I pad back into my room and stop when I see Harry sitting on my bed... shirtless.
Ive never actually taken a moment to look at his tattoos. Their so pretty on his skin. It makes him look even sexier than with them covered up.
"Like what you see?" he asks me and I smile before skipping over to the bed.
"Maybe, or I think you look horrible." I say and he gives a fake look of hurt.
"why are you so mean to me?" he asks as he burries his face into my pillow.
"Im not mean! I just like teasing you." I kiss his temple and he looks up at me.
"Your eyes are so dialated right now, im suprised you even made it home." He says and I roll my eyes before kissing him lightly.
I pull away and lay on my back. He pulls me into his arms and we stare up at the ceiling togeher.
"Hey Jade." he says quietly.
"Yeah?" I ask.
"Do you know why I put you under house arrest?" he asks me.
"Yeah because im a bad girl and I deserve to be punished?" It sounds like a question not a statement.
He shakes his head. "No, its because you wouldnt tell me where you were and it scard me when you didnt answer me. Plus you know that doing drugs could efect your meidicene."
I sit up. "You know about my..." his expression says it all. "Who told you?"
"Your mum." he answers.
"Well damn. Please dont treat me like im a patient from a hospital because I havent had a seizure in over... three years." I tell him and he nuzzles his face in my neck.
"I wont babe and I havent been." he murmers.
"How long have you known?" I ask.
"Since we got in New York. I mean I knew you took pills but I didnt know what they we're for so I asked your mum and she told me that their for your seizures." he says as he kisses my neck.
"You could have asked me." I whisper and he sits up to see my face.
"I know but I didnt want to be rude or hurt your feelings." he says and I nod. "Are you mad?"
"No, but next time just ask me upfront okay?"
"Okay." he says and I lean over before clicking off my lamp.
"Good night." I yawn.
"So now the party girl wants to go to bed? Has your high finally-"
"Shut up." I murmer and he chuckles.
"Yes ma'am."
"Good night." I say again.
"Good nigth Jade."
He doesnt say anything after that so I go to sleep.
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L.A girls (H.S)
FanfictionHe thought girls of L.A were self-centered, over confident, brats. Until he met her. She thought boys of L.A we're the cocky, rude, guys that only thought about sex. Until she met him.
