Teeth [Harry Styles Fanfiction]

Chapter Eleven

Jaycee’s Point of View:

Climbing out the window; how ridiculous. I stared at the windowsill for another second before deciding I was really going to do this. I didn’t know what came over me, but I had a spark of adrenaline and I didn’t fear the fact that I’d have to climb down our very unsteady staircase that led out from the back. Taking my very first steps out the window, I gasped when I got a look at the ground. It was such a high distance from where I was and honestly, heights scared me.

I was too far ahead to go back and I didn’t want to, so swallowing away my fear, my hands gripped at the rims of the staircase and slowly walked down the stairs. I had to make myself feel lightweight, because with one wrong move, the staircase could fall, or rub against one of the downstairs windows. If it did that, it would surly catch my parent’s attention.

Once I got to the final step, I had to either leap off (or land on the hard cement) or climb down manually, by using some of the uneven bricks on the side of my house. In my eyes, both options were bad. If I just jumped off, I was risking seriously hurting myself. Then again, if I climbed on the sides of the buildings, I had to be really quiet and pray that my parents weren’t in the den, because they could see me.

My eyes bulged while glued to the ground; this was such a reckless act. Why was I doing this for him? I wouldn’t do this for anyone.

With a final gulp, I closed my eyes and shifted my body forward, my hands still gripped tightly to the rails. ‘Just do it…’ my mind argued and that’s when it happened; I did it. Feeling my body fall feet off of the ground, I clenched my eyes shut, tightly. My feet hit the ground in a harsh matter, but it didn’t hurt. Luckily, I caught myself before falling over. Letting out a loud gasp, I fixed my messy sweater and parted my hair back to the way it was. I found that pointless though because I was going to run to the park, so I took my hair piece and put it up in a bun.

It was dark out now; the street lights the only visible thing on the sidewalks. I cautiously looked around my quiet neighborhood and began to job, lightly over to the direction of the park. Even though I couldn’t remember much, my thoughts took up bits and pieces of which way Harry and I went the other day.

I was almost there now, and I could feel my heart beat violently. I was so nervous to see him, and I didn’t know why. When I was close to the park, I stopped running, just to spare myself some time. I didn’t want to get there too fast.

Entering the park, I looked around, shivering because it started to get cold. My small hands were crunched together into my sweater and my lips began to grit against each other. It didn’t take me much time to find him though, because he was the only one in the park and he was sitting in the swing from yesterday. When he spotted me from the distance, he got up from his spot and jogged over to me.

“Jay,” a heavy breath escaped from his lips and his eyes were glued to me now, but I decided to look away. It was hard to look at him right now and I just didn’t know why. From the corner of my eye though, I watched as he bowed his head, his curls flowing over his face. “I’m sorry.” He muttered, almost to himself and now, my hazel eyes were drawn to him.  My head tilted to the side, out of confusion. “You’re sorry? You said you didn’t do it. Why are you apologizing?”

Harry’s emerald eyes looked up at me, and when he saw that I was looking back at him, I could feel how tense he became. “I’m apologizing because your parents think I’d do something like that to you, you know I wouldn’t, right?”

Letting out a soft sigh, my shoulders slumped to the side and my eyes looked at the ground. I didn’t know that for a fact because I didn’t know him enough.