Chapter Sixteen

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Chapter Sixteen

Jessie's POV

Today I start back school. I haven't talked or seen Harry in eleven days. I knew it wouldn't be long until he got tired of my shit. I'm surprised he waited this long anyways.

I wonder how Em is. Wow I never thought I could care for a little shit nosed brat. I guess she really was my exception.

I groan rolling out the bed to shower. After I brushed the tangles out of my jet black locks. I applied a layer of foundation & mascara completed with my "deep pink baby lips" gloss.

I threw on a pair of light ripped skinny jeans, a pastel yellow turtle neck crop top, and a pair of black with a gold point ankle strap flats.

I grabbed my brown letter side bag and cellphone, heading out the door.

The drive to the Uni wasn't too long but wasn't short either. Stuck in traffic I decide to turn on the radio. I take a sip of my warm vanilla bean coffee.

"A debut single from Harry Styles Otherwise known as a previous member of a famous boy band One Direction. Here it is. This is Don't Let Me Go. You heard it first on Mix 93.3"

The sound of soft piano began to fill my ears and his voice did as well. My coffee spit out of my mouth over to the

WHAT!? Maybe its a different Harry, maybe there are more than one Harry Styles. Yeah.. Yeah that's it.

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Class was shit as always. It was easy for me. The quiz about all the muscles of the human body was a piece of cake. I'm smarter than some think. Becoming a nurse isnt going to be too much of a challenge.

When arriving home I notice the same familiar car in the driveway.

"Your bill is overdue.." Fred said as I unlocked the door to the house and walked inside with him trailing behind me.

"I know." I sighed throwing my keys in the bowl on the end table. I pulled out 450$ from my purse handing it to him.

"One more time and you will be evicted Jessica." I nodded as he walked out and left.

I could give less than a shit about this old ass house. I should move out and get a small apartment. This place carries to many haunted memories. My mind flashes to my parents being murder right there in the living room. I quickly shook my head to rid my mind of the terror.

I stripped my clothing and pulled on a green button up shirt, khakis, and my pair of brown mary janes. Known as work clothes for "Angela's Coffee House."

When pulling my hair into a bun there is a knock at the door. I skip down the steps and open the door.

"Long time no see J." he smirked evilly



a/n

its not Harry... but its someone else sjhvkognkhvhllhg WHO!?

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