Chapter Nineteen
Jasmine's POVI was struggling in Harry's hold. Suddenly I felt a blow to my bottom. I was screaming and begging Harry to stop.
It felt like hours later, Harry had stopped. After screaming at the top of my lung, begging him to stop, I was positive I had lost my voice. I just laid limp in his arms, with tears streaming down my face. I felt him pull the sweats back up, and he laid me down. I stayed quiet all I wanted was just be alone and sleep. Once he had put the blanket on me, I hear the door close. I'm starting to wonder how my parents are doing, how Madison is doing. I can't imagine the pain they are going through. I miss them so much, my parents are strong people. But, I know I am their weakness. Soon sleep had taken over.
I woke up feeling very thirsty. I removed the blanket, and got up feeling pain on my bottom. The pain wasn't that much, but it still. I walked downstairs towards the kitchen. After I had drank the water, I went to the living room. I turned the TV on, and started watching "The Flash."
Towards the middle of the episode, Harry started to walk down stairs. I honestly didn't want to deal with Harry and his annoying mood swings. Harry is actually super hot, but his mood swings and the fact that he has mood swings ruins it. Also the fact that he tries to tell me what I can and what I can't do annoys me.
"What are you watching?" He asked as he came and sat beside me on the sofa. He had put his arm around my back and was acting casual.
"The flash," I muttered not even looking at him. Suddenly my stomach starts to growl, and I just noticed how hungry I am.
"I'm hungry," I muttered again crossing my arms against my chest.
"Let's make some food?" He suggested. I felt his stare on me, but I still kept my eyes on the TV.
"I can't cook," I told him.
"I'll teach you," he said. I kind of wanted to laugh. Many people tried to teach me how to cook, everyone failed. The food always comes out disgusting. I can't even make noodles.
"Not gonna work," I muttered again.
"Just try, come on." He said grabbing me by my waist and walking towards the kitchen. I'm honestly way too lazy to scream so I just let him carry me like a sack of potatoes.
"What do you want to eat?" He asked me. I don't know why, but I'm craving chocolate cake.
"Chocolate cake." I said.
"We can make it, but you need a actual meal first. Does pasta sound good?" he asked me. I just nodded my head. He started to go through his cabinets and taking out all the ingredient, while I sat their on the counter. I decided to get up an help with the cake.
I grabbed the cake mix, and was trying to open it. As I was trying, it opened but it went all over the place. I got a lot of it on me, I look towards Harry to see that he got some all over his face too. He smirked at me and suddenly I felt an egg crack on my head.
"Oh its on." I said grabbing some eggs and throwing them at him. I got one right on his chest but the other missed, and went right on the cabinet. I turn around to look for something else to throw at him when I feel something dripping all over me. I check to see he what he spilled on me to see it's the pasta sauce. I suddenly grab the milk and spill it all over him. I was dying of laughter looking at him.
"Ha ha ha real funny," he says sarcastically.
"Okay seriously now, I'm super hungry." I told him while quieting down my laughter.
"Go take a shower and get dressed. We can go out and eat," he said. I nodded and ran upstairs to the room. I went through Harry's closet and grabbed another pair of his sweats and his Nike sweater, then went to the shower.
Once I was out of the shower, and had the clothes on, I went downstairs to see Harry watching TV.
"You ready?" He asked me. I nodded my head, so we headed towards the door.
"Here wear this beanie, your'e going to catch a cold," He said putting a black beanie on my head.
"Thanks," I said. He opened the front door and we walked out to his long driveway. This house has its own driveway. Their are two gates to enter the driveway, with securities at the gate. Great it's gonna be impossible to escape this place. As he locked the main door, we walked towards a garage on the side of this huge house. He opened with the remote in his hand, when the garage opened my jaw dropped. The amount of cars this garage had is uncountable. All of these cars were like gorgeous. He had like almost every car in this garage. He walked towards the matte black range rover. He pressed the unlock button from the key, and came to the passenger side with me to open my door. Once I sat in the car, he closed the door. I started to admire the inside of this car.
"You like it?" he asked me while getting seated in the car.
"Love it," I said.
"Do you want it?" He asked me. I don't know if he is serious or he is just messing around. He wasn't even laughing so he had to be serious. I didn't know what to say, so I just stared at him with my eyebrows raised.
"I'm serious," he said glancing at me, then looking back at the road.
"What? No, I'm not gonna keep your car. Your'e crazy." I said giving him a crazy look.
"It's just a car." He said.
"I'm only seventeen, I can't even drive." I told him.
"I can teach you how to drive," he said as we pulled up at a diner. It looked really nice from the outside. The sign outside was 'Grenda's Diner.'
"Really?" I said as my eyes lit up. I have always wanted to learn how to drive, but my dad would only teach me under one circumstance. Which was for me to learn how to cook. Which was impossible. I literally cannot cook at all. Everything I make comes out under cooked or over cooked. This one time, I was making tea, somehow I burnt it.
Harry nodded his head, then got out of the car to come open my door for me. As I was going to get out of the car, he stood in front of me.
"Don't do anything stupid." He said with a stern look on his face. I nodded my head, so he moved to the side, then closed the door. We walked side by side into the diner. He once again opened the door for us. He told me to go find a booth to sit at while he orders.
I looked around the diner, and found an open booth at the corner of the diner. Their weren't that many people in this diner other than us. Their was just an old couple, and family eating here. I sat at the booth, waiting for Harry to come.
"I forgot to tell you, we are going to California next week." Harry said as he sat across from me. I froze as I heard what he had said.
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I'm so sorry for not posting for like three months. School started and I have so much going on. My schedule is busy. Plus my lap top stopped working, so I barely got a new one. I have so much planed for this book. I'm gonna try my best to start updating as much as I can. I try to make every chapter as long as I can. So when I started this book, I didn't have much planned, I just started this book with a thought that randomly popped into my head. I really do no like the way started it out. So, I am going to go back in the story and change how Jasmine and Harry met. I am going to change Jasmine's background too. I am going to make it easier fr you guys. I don't want yo guys to go back and re read the entire book again. So most likely in the next chapter I will make a list of things that I changed. I hope you guys don't mind that I am changing the background and everything. Also, I would appreciate your guys feedback. What are your thoughts on the book? How do you guys feel about me changing the book up?
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The Possessive Billionaire
عاطفيةJasmine Hicks moves to a new city and catches the eye of a possessive billionaire.