CLASH (1D FanFic)

Chapter 15

Warning: This is a short chapter. Again, this is a short chapter. xD

Chapter 15

I rushed my ass out from that fucking school building and made my way to my car. I told Harry to follow me all the way, because I don't wanna be scared to hell. 

"Jennifer"

"Yes?"

"May I.. Uhm. May I ask a favor?"

'Do you want me to suck your skin and lick your bottom? Sure. No problem' Fuck. I erased those dirty thoughts running in my brain.

"Uhm, yea sure. What is it?" I told him as I inserted my keys into the driver's door as we finally reached the parking lot.

"Could you please take me home?" He said with a low voice while looking down on the floor.

"Sure. No problem. Want me to take you to my place? I would love that Harry" I joked.

"No. Damn! I mean, take me home...to our house. Please?" He asked again trying to appear submissive.

"Ohh. I should have known. Well, yeah. That's not a problem babe" I told him with a wink ;)

"Babe?"

"Yes. Babe. Why?"

"Why are you calling me babe?"

"What? Why? You call me madame baby. So, I call you babe. Fair play" I showed him a tongue out face and hopped into my seat. He did the same as he opened the other door and sat down on the passenger's seat.

"That's a weird endearment, Jennifer" He said as lets out a small laugh and a smirk.

"It's not" 

"It is"

"It's not

"It is"

"Fuck. No, Harry it's not weird" I laughed at the thought. "Babe is even a cliche endearment to most of the couples in the world" I added.

"So, you..you think we're a couple?"

"Hmm. I don't know. I'm not sure because we haven't agreed on that yet and we've just been together for a few times. So I guess, we are friends.. Friends with benefits" I said, smiling.

He laughed at my choice of words and oh god, I fucking love that sound.

"Seriously, Jennifer Consuelo?" 

fuck..whut?

"Hey, since when have you known my fucking second name?" I raised a brow at him as I mouth out each word.

"Uhm. Since..this afternoon? I saw it on the computer" He admits innocently, and laughs after his last word. -_-

"Don't you fucking say and call me that name again. Or else!!" I threatened him. Hmmm.

"Or else what?"

"Or else I'm gonna call you Harry the Virgin forever and ever"

I notice him cringe. I swear he fucking cringed. Hah! Harry, I always have a word against you :P

"Look, I'm sorry okay? I just..I didn't know that you didn't like that name of yours"

"Just shut the fuck up Harold" I told him and this time, I turned on the ignition. 

"Harold?"

"Yeah. You. You are Harold"

"I'm Harry. Not Harold."

"What's your age?" I asked.

"Huh?"

"Just tell me, what's your fucking age?"

"19. Why?"

"I'm 18. You're older than me. So yeah, that explains it. You are an old Harry so you are Harold" I plainly told him.

Then..

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Oh god. You're one weird person, Jennifer. Hahahahahaha"

"What?"

"You're weird! Damn. Hahahahahahahaha"

"Why?" I looked at him as I crossed my brows.

"At one moment, you're serious as damn, then later on, here comes these weird logics that suddenly pops out of your mind. Hahahahahaahah. Seriously. Hahahahah. You even made a big deal on that Harold name? Hahahahahaha. But that's a smart reason, though. Hahahahaha"

The fuck is wrong with this person. -_-

But I guess he's right. That was weird, though. I never realized that.

"O..okay? Are you done laughing now?"

He continues laughing, and I started running my car. Laugh the hell that you want, crazy ass.

"You know what Jenz? Hahaha.. I've heard that, the girl who committed suicide in that IT building was a bipolar. So, technically, she's similar to you. You're weird, she's bipolar, then you two are both crazy. Hahahahaha"

-_-

"Ha ha ha. I can not stop laughing. Ha ha"

"And you know what, they said that, Mosqueda and Dayagano were two inseparable lovers before. However, they broke up because Mosqueda got pregnant by another boy. So, when Dayagano heard of it, he raped his ex-girlfriend."

"Seriously Harry."

"Hahaha. It's true, Jenz. Oh god hahaha. And look at now, here comes the modern version of Mosqueda. Will you look at that. Mosqueda version 2.0" His laugh never fades, and he dramatically places his palm under my chin. And I throwed his arm away.

"The fuck Harry. I am not Mosqueda. I should know, I'm way prettier than that ass" I rolled my eyes, and continued driving. 

"You are the Mosqueda in my life, Jenz. Hahahaha" He laughs and he talks and he laughs again. K Harry.

"Whatever you say"

"You are my Mosqueda" He says once more.