Jasmine's P.O.V
We were arguing the whole time and the worst part was that,we didn't agree with each other. This guy was convinced that these photos of mine was something special or whatever to him and I didn't understand why he would have or even care pictures of me. And I didn't want to know because I don't care. All I wanted was to get all my photos and him to respect me as a human being.
"Alright, we can't continue like this but what we can do is make a deal. A real deal. What do you think?" He said, as got up from his seat, strolling towards me.
A deal?
"I don't want to make a stupid deal. These photos are freaking mine and I need them back."
He laughed. "If you want your pictures then say yes to this deal. All you have to do is just show up at my birthday party at three today."
No way in freaking hell!
Show up at his birthday party!
That'd be the worst thing ever!
"Also, Mine, if you think I'm lying about our deal I'm not," he strolled towards the drawer and took out a golden keys. "Because I'm going to put all your pictures in here, lock it and I'm going to keep the key and once you show at my party everything in this drawer is all yours."
I still don't believe him.
"I don't believe you and if you want to agree with little deal then you have to stay the hell away from me, Mr. James. I know you're stalking me and it will the world to me if you stop staking me."
As always he laughed like I said something funny. "Actually I wasn't stalking you. I just see some breathtaking images and I print them out. And stalking is such strong word."
I wanted this photos so bad that my head decided to agree with the idea of going to this party.
"Also, Mine, bring Tariq that'd be awesome and if you need a ride, I'm on speed dial." and with that, he disappeared.
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"He asked you to come to his birthday party! OMG! That's amazing! Are you going?" Jessica asked, the second i told her what happened.
"I don't want to but I have to," I replied to her, as I next to her.
"YAS! But the only problem is what are you going to wear?"
"What do you mean? I'm going to wear my casual cloth it's not like I'm going to something fancy anyway."
"He invited you to his party----------"
"He didn't invite me. It was a freaking deal. That if I show up at his party, he'll leave me alone."
"But you're already alone. You don't have Bea."
This girl is crazy.
"No Bea needed." was all I said.
At this point, I was done with Jessica and her opinions. But she kept talking.
"You know Valentine's day is coming and if you don't have a Bea, you need a major help."
"I hate Valentine's day."
You know what bugs me. The V--day and how everyone makes it a huge deal. And I'm not saying this because I don't have a Bea or whoever but I'm saying this because these. Whole 'Valentine's thing' doesn't make any scene to me and it never will.
"You know what? I have an idea------------"
"No, No and No! I don't want to hear anything you have to say about anything." And with that I went straight to room.
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