Chapter 15: Perfect Date Ruined

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Allison's P.O.V.

It was now Friday morning. I wake up because Harry and Jack were in my room. They weren't bothering me, but I wake up if I even hear someone talking in my room. Especially if they say my name. I'm weird.

"What are we doing in Allison's room?" I heard Jack say. I woke up because Jack said my name.

"Shhh!!" Harry said and looks at me, only finding me wide awake.

"Oh, my God. Did Jack wake you?" Harry said.

"Yeah, but that 'Shhh!!' wasn't very quiet either." I said and got up. "But, hey. Good morning, guys!" I said.

"Yeah, good morning? Harry woke me up to come over here at 8! That's too early!" Jack said, being a drama king.

"I bet it wasn't that bad. Not as bad as being awaken by two guys in your room." I say.

"Good morning, sweetpea." Harry said smiling and then, kissed me.

"Good morning, babe." I say.

"How many little nicknames do couples have for each other?! They're so annoying." Jack says.

"Heyyy, they're cute. And you and Gemma are perfect. She doesn't like them either." Harry says and Jack's cheeks turn red.

"Um, I'm gonna go downstairs." Harry says and leaves, leaving me and Jack alone.

"So... do you like Gemma?" I ask Jack.

"She's pretty. I don't really know her. I just know a little bit about her past." Jack says.

"What do you know?" I ask him.

"That she gets beat up." He says. He's not supposed to know.

"How do you know?" I ask him, sitting down.

"Harry told me... after I saw her in her undies..." He says. I look at him with huge eyes.

"You saw her in her undies and you barely know her?! My dear friend, you skipped some stages..." I say.

"I know, I know. It was an accident. She walked out and didn't know I was there. It hurt me seeing a pretty girl like that. I just want to beat up whoever did it." Jack said, sitting down next to me.

"Who wouldn't?" I say, realizing that Jack doesn't know who it was.

"And it's not like you didn't skip some stages either!" He says.

"What do you mean?!" I ask him.

"The first time you saw Harry." He said, pointing at the balcony, getting what he was saying.

"Oh... he told you?" I ask, blushing.

"Yeah. He was just in a towel when you first saw him." He says.

"Yeah, good times." I say.

"Oh, so you did enjoy the view of him in just a towel around his waist?" Jack asks.

"Yeah, I mean... what girl wouldn't want a handsome guy with abs and beautiful eyes and hair living next to her, especially if the first time she saw him was in just a towel?! It's like you living next to a pretty girl that walks around in her undies." I say.

"Alright, alright. I guess every girl would want that." He says. "Wait, every girl would want that!" He says, expecting me to catch on.

"What do you mean?" I say. He sighs and stands up.

"Okay..." He pulls up his shirt and says "Do I have nice abs?"

"No, but you're getting there." I say. He did actually have nice abs. What am I saying?! Allison, Harry has better abs.

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