Mine × Harry Styles

Chapter 31

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-Jessy-

This week is the week I've been dreading for a while. Harry leaves for the new tour this Friday. I've been trying not to think about it, and Harry's barely mentioning it for my sake.

Harry took Christian out with the guys, and out of nowhere, I find myself packing Harry's suitcase filling it with his classic plain white and black shirts, with his super skinny jeans while tears continuously fall from my eyes.

I keep throwing his clothes into a suit case until a few shirts are the only things of his in our closet. The suit case definitely cannot fit anymore clothes but I stuff, and I stuff, and I stuff his clothes into the case.

"Baby?" Harry's voice rings into the silent, besides my sobbing, room.

"Baby what are you doing?" Harry asks me, grabbing my arms stopping them from grabbing the last of his shirts from our closet.

"Stop." He says, when I start jerking my arms from his grip, failing miserably. "What are you doing?"

I just cry out, pushing my face into his chest. Harry wraps his arms around me, rocking us slightly back and forth.

"You're leaving." I mumble and slightly whimper out.

"It's only Sunday baby." Harry whispers, running his fingers through my hair.

"But the week will go so fast to torture me." I mumble into his chest. He sighs, setting his chin on my head.

"You kicking me out?" Harry asks, slightly laughing. I pout a little, shaking my head. He lets me go, walking over to the suitcase, and starts taking things out of it.

"Well I only need about not even half of these clothes." He chuckles, taking out the multiple shirts and pairs of jeans I stuffed in there. He pulls out a few of his plain black and white shirts, handing them to me.

"You can wear these to bed. But not now, after I leave." He says quietly. Him leaving is a pretty touchy subject right now, obviously.

I nod, wiping my face with the sleeve of my sweatshirt. Sniffling, I set them down on the bed.

"Kiss me please." I whisper, standing awkwardly in front of the bed. Harry rushes over, leaning down and pushing his lips on mine. I cry into the kiss, feeling tears fall onto my cheeks again. Harry lifts his hand up, without breaking the kiss, and wipes my tears.

"Stop crying." Harry says, after pulling away from the kiss. I shake my head and sit on the bed.

"No." I pout. Harry sighs.

"Take a nap." Harry says, wiping my cheeks with his long fingers. I shake my head no again. He raises his eyebrow.

"Jessy. Take a nap. I mean it." Harry says sternly. He turns and goes to walk out of the room.

-Harry-

I turn to walk out of the room, and once I'm out the door and out of Jessy's vision, I hear her faintly say something.

"What are you going to do if I don't? Hit me?"

I turn around and stomp back into the bedroom.

"What did you say?" I say, angry.

"What?" Jessy asks, playing stupid. "I didn't say anything."

"Jessica don't play stupid. I heard your little remark. 'What are going to do? Hit me?'" I say in a girly voice. "I'm not fucking stupid. I'd never hit you again." I say, getting madder.

Jessy flinches a bit when I swear at her, her lip trembling.

"Don't cry, Jessy." I say, pointing my finger at her like a child. She fights back the tears, I can see it.

I kneel in front of her on the bed.

"Don't ever think that I'd hit you again Jessy. Because nothing you'd ever do would make me mad enough to physically hurt you. I know I did in the past, but I was stupid. So stupid. But it's been so long since then. How could you still even think that?" I ask, but Jessy keeps her mouth shut for once. I pat her knees softy, standing up.

"Christian is napping." I whisper, walking out.

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• 1 week later •

I wake up, it's six am. I rub my eyes groggily, looking at Jessy sleeping next to me peacefully. Until she wakes up. I can't bear to see her cry, but it will hurt more while I'm gone.

I stretch my arms out over my head and stand up. Jessy tosses around on the bed and I pray to myself that she doesn't wake up. It's too early to be crying and yelling. Luckily for me, she stays asleep, pulling my pillow to her chest. I look at her sleeping frame sadly.

I go into the closet, quietly carrying out my suitcases. Jessy tosses again and wakes up this time. I groan silently, hoping that I could get all this done before she woke up.

"Harry?" She mumbles, looking at me in the darkness.

"Shh, go back to sleep." I whisper, hoping she'll finally listen.

"What are you doing?" She asks, sleepily.

Did she forget? There's no way she could've forgotten, she's been crying about it all week.

"I'm getting out my suitcases love." I whisper.

I hear her whine and fall back into the bed. I hear small sniffles coming from the duvet. I sigh.

"Baby, don't cry." I say, getting back onto the bed and cuddling into her. "I'll be back before you know it."

"But you're leaving!" She sob.

"Jessy I'm not leaving forever." I say calmly.

I don't get a response, just a hard tug and she pushes her face into my chest. I feel my shirt starting to get wet. I even feel a tear come out of my eye. I quickly wipe it away.

I have to be strong for both of us again.

"Baby." I whisper, but she doesn't answer. She just gets up, leaving the room. I get up and follow the sniffling into Christian's bedroom.

Jessy has Christian in her arms, snuggling him into her chest while she lets silent tears fall.

My phone beeps in my pocket and she looks up, and looks away quickly. I look at her desperately an I pull my phone out.

Zayn: hey mate, we're coming right now. Be ready.

I lock my phone shoving it into my pocket and walking over to my family.

"They're coming right now baby." I whisper. She turns away from me, snuggling Christian more into her chest. Her back is facing me, her back heaving.

"Kiss me." I whisper, copying her words just a week ago. She turns to me, a desperate look on her face. She ushers me over and pulls my head down and she kisses me.

She kisses me like she'll never see me again. Like this was the last time she'd ever have her lips on mine.

"I love you." She cries.

"I love you too baby girl." I whisper, hearing a faint honk from the front of my house. Her eyes fill with tears, and she nods. I lean down, kissing her one more time and turning to get my bags from the room.

Jessy meets me by the front door. Her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes red and puffy along with her cheeks and lips. She shivers in her tanktop and shorts, opening the door for me.

I try to smile at her, but I can't.

"I love you." I tell her again, pulling my bags out the door with me.

"I love you Harry." She mumbles, wiping her face.

"Don't forget me." I whisper.

"I have Christian. You're mini me, I couldn't forget you even if I wanted to." Jessy says, seriously. I pull her face in my hands and kiss her hard.

"Come on Harry!" Someone yells from the car. I look at the car then back at Jessy. I nod at her and she does the same.

"Good luck." She mumbles. I smile at her and nod again. I go down to the car and get in, watching Jessy go back into the house.

A minute later my phone beeps in my pocket. I fish it out and swipe the screen. A text from Jessy.

J: don't cheat on me. I love you.

I smile.

Same old Jessy is back.

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