Chapter 13 Gwen /

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I crashed on my bed, exhausted from the 'date' Harry and I had. I honestly didn't want to go, but pity always get the best of me. I wanted to be polite to people and not hurt anyones feelings. Something that I have experienced before. The guys that asked me out one time was so embarrassed that my whole school started to make fun of him. I constantly rejected many people, but Harry was a different story. He was a cute guy and I won't pass the opportunity that was given. Besides, it was a friendly date. There's nothing special between us two. Just two people having a conversation over dinner. Nothing weird, right?

Kicking off my heels, I started massaging my feet. I sighed in relief, finally having a relaxed feet. I groaned as I felt my phone. Not bothering to look at the caller ID, I put the phone on my ear as I laid down on my bed.

"What?" I scowled, massaging both of my temples.

"Oh, someone's a little grumpy." Jasmine snapped. I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Sorry, I'm just very tired." I explained. And I was. I'm too tired and I really wanted to go take a shower and sleep on my pajamas. "So, what's up?" I asked, trying to sound less irritating.

"Just cheking on what happened to you tonight." Jasmine said.

"Well, I got to know Harry better. And I told him what I really felt." I answered.

"And?"

"Well, he said he won't give up." I continued. "I know he wouldn't give up. He's telling the truth." I said worriedly. "Jasmine, I might break his heart!"

"Relax, Gwen. Look, I know Harry would say that he won't give up on you. I mean, I know him! Just be patient, Gwen. You don't know. Maybe you'll start to fall in love with him, too." Jasmine said, a hint of humor in her words.

"I don't know."

"Trust me. What happened the last time when I said trust me?" Jasmine snickered.

"Oh, I don't know, you were wrong!" I smirked.

"Okay. But trust me this time." Jasmine said, feeling more confident. "Well, you had a long day. Take a shower first and sleep." Jasmine suggested. I sighed, finally having my own peace. "Good night!"

"Good night." I said before I hanged up.

"I've got a bad feeling about this." I said to myself.

The next day, I went back to the studio. I promised Allan that I would help him the whole week, but I'm kind of nervous to see Harry.

"Hey!" Jasmine greeted, standing next to me and locking her arms on mine. "You excited?" Jasmine exclaimed, a wide smile plastered on her face.

"I'm not sure." I raised an eyebrow. "What are we doing anyway?" I asked.

"Another photo shoot." Jasmine smiled. "But only the boys." She added.

"Then why are you oddly excited?" I asked. I mean, seriously, her eyes are sparkling.

"Okay, today is our eighth month anniversary." Jasmine whispered excitedly. "But I'm not sure if he remembers." She frowned, an unsure look on her face.

"Why wouldn't he remember?" I chuckled. Knowing Liam, he never forgets a monthly anniversary. Last month, they had a movie night as a seventh anniversary date.

"Well, he hadn't like say 'happy anniversary' yet or at least text me a really sweet message this morning." She bit her bottom lip, a habit she does when she ponders. "Do you think he'll remember?" Jasmine asked, raising her eyebrow at me.

"It'll be fine." I smiled, putting my hand on her shoulder. "He'll remember."

Jasmine sighed in relief and gave me a glad expression. "Okay." She smiled, calming down. "Well, I have to go catch up. I promised Allan that I would help him later." Jasmine said good-bye and walked away.

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