Clichè

5

I woke up, feeling sore and exhausted. My head pounded and my mouth was dry, I need to refresh. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen to take some Advil. I couldn't stop thinking about last night, Harry and Zayn in 24 hours. Not to mention my mother, my drunk of a father, and how I have this house all alone to myself. Sighing, I checked my phone. 3 texts from Sasha, 2 from Harry and 2 calls from Zayn. Shit, Zayn. I glanced at the clock. Work! Oh my god I totally forgot! I had 20 minutes to get there! I put on my work outfit and vans, no makeup today I was way too tired. I hopped in my car, turned up my car radio and rolled my windows down. My hair blew around my face and I tapped my fingers on the wheel to the beat of La Love by Fergie. WHAT a jam let me tell you. When I got to work I still had some time before my shift, so I checked my phone. The regular check-up from Sasha and some texts about last night form Harry. I didn't have time for this. I walked in, right past Zayn and started behind the counter. He scoffed at me as I did my job. I could feel him watching me but I didn't care, he was an asshole and I was not in the mood for him today. My lunch break came and I just paid for a bagel and a water because my appetite was small. I sat at the table towards the back. Here comes Zayn with a coffee in his hand and a smirk. "F off Zayn." I scrolled through my phone and acted like he wasn't there.
"If you think I am here to apologize I'm not." He sat down and rolled his eyes. "I was going to invite you to another party." He folded his arms and leaned back in the chair.
"You have to be kidding me. You honestly think after the way you treated me that I would go to another party with you?" I laughed at his stupidity. He looked me straight in the face "I don't have a girlfriend."
I stared at him with curiosity. "What?" I was blank. Did he lie to me? Did they just break up?
"I only told you I had a girlfriend to make you jealous. Plus you seemed like a easy fun time and-"
Heat rushed to my cheeks "All you wanted was a fun time? You thought I was easy?!" I was so pissed I could slap him ; again. I stood up from the table. "Just to let you know I am not just a fun time, and no I would not like to go to a party with you, asshole. I'm not that stupid. I may have been dumb enough to think you liked me before, but this is different. If you think I would give you a second chance-"
"I'll take that as a yes then." He laughed, pushed his chair in and walked back to the counter. What the heck just happened?

*later*
When I got home I called my Mom to check up. She was fine and told me she has a really bad wound on her back from the stab. I told her everything was going to be okay and that I would come visit soon. I called Harry to pass time. "Hey." He laughed in the phone "Come outside babe." I walked through the door and he was already standing there. "Are you stalking me ...." I laughed and pulled him inside. "No but seriously we need to talk." He stated. We sat on the couch as I muted the television. "Harry I don't know what last night....in the car actually meant." He sighed and rubbed his large hands together. "Jessi, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you like that. You were drunk and looking for a friend and I know you were in pain." He licked his lips and continued, "Jessi, I actually really like you, yeah. I know you like Zayn but let's face it, he's an asshole." I laughed and grabbed his hand. "Harry. Let's just do it. Let's date." He looked shocked, "Jessi I'm supposed to ask you out."
"Do it then." I inched closer to him, pressing my forehead against his. "Ask me out." He sighed, pushing me down on the cushions and supporting himself with his strong arms above. "Jessi...." He kissed my wanting lips, continuing the heat between us. "Be my girlfriend?"

* that night *

Harry and I stayed on the couch all night, watching movies and occasionally making out. I really did like Harry, I actually did. I wasn't only using this relationship to make Zayn jealous. I'm not that cruel. I think it's funny to see Zayn squirm when he sees Harry and I in public.

After watching several movies, we grew tired. "I think I'm going to fall asleep if we don't then up the television full blast." I giggled at him comment. "Stay the night?" I looked up at his shiny green eyes, batting my eyelashes and pouting my glossy lips. "I don't see why not." He leaned down and kissed my lips. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, hard and loud. I got up and looked through the peephole. "Who is it?" Harry asked worriedly. I glanced through the shades, "I have no idea. At this late at night?" I opened the door slowly to find Sasha running in, tears flowing madly from her dark eyes. "What the hell Sasha what's wrong?" I yelled. She went to the kitchen and placed her hands out in front of her, closing her eyes and sighing before releasing her words. "Jessi...." I walked over and stood next to her. "I'm pregnant."