Bipolar

Chapter 42

I get home after driving long ways to Chick-fil-a to get some chicken strips and their waffle fries, because they are amazing. I hold the warm bag filled with delicious food in my arms as I try to unlock the door, which was a struggle, but I did it.

I place down the bag on my coffee table that had rings from many cups I had sat down on it. I go to my small room, which smelled of my perfume and Febreeze, I then change into a blue and green, baggy flannel and my knee high socks which I live for. My phone starts to ring the 'marimba' sound from the default iPhone ringtones as I play The Notebook.

"What now?" I huff answering the phone in aggravation because right now I only want to just relax and watch this movie. "Hello?" I answer, my voice cracking, I hear Tate's voice causing me to roll my eyes. "Babe, can I come over?" He asks and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and total disgust. When did I say he could call me babe? We aren't even dating!

"No, not tonight." I say taking a bite out of one of my fries, which were still hot, and they tasted like heaven. "Why not?" He asks me, his tone aggressive and pissed off. What the heck is wrong with him? "Because I don't like you!" I yell and hang up on him, I throw the phone on the other side of my couch and play the movie. That might have been a bit over dramatic, but I honestly don't care. I really hope I never speak to him again, ever.

About half way into the movie I hear a knock on the door, thinking it was Tate, I began to yell. "Tate! I told you I don't want-" when I opened the door looking from the television and to the person outside my door, I saw Harry. He was wearing his usual, very attractive attire, black jeans and a black shirt. "Hi," he whispers almost as if he saw a ghost. He was looking down at me and I feel like I had lost my voice.

"Hi, Harry." I choke out finally breathing, a small smile plants itself on my lips. "This is for you." He smiles bringing his hand out from behind his back and showing me a red rose, it was beautiful, just like him. "Th-thank you, Harry." I say quietly taking it from him and smiling at the flower, he nods awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Oh, um, come in." I gulp not wanting this to be awkward, but it was, unfortunately. I open the door more to let him come inside, even though my place was a mess. "Thanks." He smiles sweetly then walks in, wiping his face with his thumb. He looks around in amusement and chuckles to himself shaking his head in the process.

"What?" I ask, my face turning a bright red in embarrassment. What was wrong with my apartment? "You look like you're on a date, but with yourself." He smiles down at me so beautifully and I shrug leaning on one foot. "Yeah, oh well. I mean, you could stay and watch some movies with me," I say really hoping he would say yes when he decides to think for a moment to himself. "Okay." He smiles relaxing on the couch and patting the spot next to him.

"Um, I'm watching The Notebook, because I love it." I smile playing the movie with the remote as I sit down beside him, he smelled of a cologne that I didn't know the name, but it was good. "I know." He chuckles looking over at me causing me to smile instantly. "Shut it." I say playfully then watch the movie with him. No words were said during the whole thing between the two of us as we watched carefully taking in everything.

When we finished the movie, Harry looked over at me with furrowed eyebrows causing me to get worried. What is he going to say? "Wh-What?" I ask nervously, rubbing my face with my sleeve to see if anything was there, but no, thank goodness. "Nothing, it's just..I need to go." He says out of the blue, then he stands up, looks around intently, then walks out. The sound of his white converse padding against the hardwood floor as he exits my apartment. What the hell?

"Harry?" I ask running to the door, but he was getting on the elevator, I could only catch a glimpse of his long hair. "Bye." I whisper sadly then walk back inside my tiny apartment feeling lonely more than ever. Why did I even let him in?! I'm so stupid. I roll my eyes then go to my bedroom and fall asleep after doing some things that weren't so PG..you could say.

In the morning I woke up to a call from Damon, ugh, not again. "Hello?" I ask, my voice groggy and gross from just being woken and the fact that it's five in the morning. "Good morning, Jade." He says in a chirpy mood making me roll my eyes underneath my closed eyelids.

"Morning." I mutter tiredly and he laughs making me jump, almost dropping my phone on the floor. "Well, the coffee machine is still not working, so you can have the day off..again." He sighs and I thank him then hang up. I know it was rude, but I'm tired and I need my sleep. I'm just not a morning person, at all.

I wake up, again, when it was around eleven, I was much happier than I was earlier when Damon called me. I go into the kitchen make myself a cup of tea to drink and watch Gilmore Girls until I felt like getting dressed. When I was done, I got ready by taking a long, hot shower and changing into my high waisted shorts, which were super cute, and a loose crop top that I had stole from Hanna, the girl I used to live with before I met Harry, and also her boyfriend. Actually, I borrowed the crop top and forgot to give it back, so it's not all my fault.

I comb out my very tangled hair and call my friends telling them to meet me downtown because we're going to be pranking people today, just because I felt like it.

"Hello, Sir!" I say clasping my hands together like I was a magician or something. I clasp my hand as I talk to some thirty year old man who was kinda attractive to be honest. "Um, hello?" He says walking over to Jordan, Bethany, Monica, and I. "We're doing a survey this afternoon, and we would like to know, out of all of us, who has the largest breasts?" I ask then we all pull up our shirts, Jordan accidentally pulling her top all the way off, oh dear lord.

"Oh, um, wow, uh, okay." He says trying to look somewhere else because he didn't want to seem like a perv or something. People passing by stare at us, honestly I didn't care, until I saw Harry. I quickly pull my shirt down and he walks over to me slowly.

"Um, you have the biggest," the man told Monica then wandered off somewhere else. "Jade?" He asks slightly surprised, I gulp smiling at him. "Hey, Harry." I wave in embarrassment because he just saw my breasts. He has seen them before, but not in a while since we broke up. He just smiles back at me. "Why were you guys showing that guy your boobs?" He asks curiously and I shrug. "I just was bored.." I say and he nods slowly biting his lip. "Hey, do you want to go grab lunch or something?" He asks out of the blue, not even caring if my friends were right beside me.

"Um, I.." I look over at my friends and they nod giving me a thumbs up while Monica only shakes her head giving me a disapproving look. "Yeah." I nod smiling at Harry like he just asked me to marry him. "Okay, sorry for taking Jade away from you guys." Harry says to them and they wave him off. "It's fine," Beth says smiling at him then at me.

"Alright, uh, let's go." I say to Harry and he nods walking off, I follow along next to him. We get to some small sandwich place and sit outside at a table waiting for a waiter, ironic. "Why do you want me back?" I ask him looking directly into his green eyes that were so fucking beautiful.

"Because I love you." He says, his lips pink and soft, and so, so kissable. "Then why did you break up with me?" I ask him as our waiter walks up to us.

"Good afternoon, I'm Jonathan, your waiter, may I get you anything to drink?" He asks in a very happy mood. "Water." Harry answers sternly with furrowed eyebrows keeping his gaze on me. "Um, sweet tea." I say looking at Harry, the waiter nods then walks off.

"I broke up with you, Jade, because you said you have to deal with me and my crap. You didn't have to, you chose to." He says quietly and I look down at the table as our waiter puts our drinks down and we order some food. "I know that you have issues, we both know that." I say and Harry nods, agreeing with me.

"But, I wasn't used to being with someone who was bipolar and it's not something I should get mad or upset about. I shouldn't even have told Kate those things, it was so stupid of me. Harry, I'm sorry, so, so sorry." I say as tears brim my eyelids. "I forgive you, I forgave you a week after we broke up, but I never told you because I was still kind of mad." He says resting his large hand on mine, his thumb caressing my soft skin.

"Can we be together, again? Please?" I whisper and he nods standing up and pulling me to my feet. I didn't know what he was doing at first, but then he kissed me giving me that amazing, funny feeling in my stomach, which I love. His lips tasted like mint, like they always did, and I absolutely love that.

"I love you, Jade." He smiles at me and I smile back up at him. "I love you too, Harry." I do love Harry, and I always will, and I don't ever want to be with anyone else, only him.

a/n: they're together again!