If You Like Me...

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THIS IS PROBABLY MY FAVOURITE CHAPTER!!!
I LOVE IT SOOO MUCH!
Anyway, enough with the caps, SORRY this took forever to upload, i just wanted to put out a nice long chapter for you guys, and what a perfect one this is to get your heart-strings pulled!, i have also attatched the story theme song, (which, the whole story is based on, it's also mentioned in this chapter, so, if you want to give it a listen, then go ahead!.. i'm kinda obsessed with it)
eeeenyway. enjoy guys. 
i love you all!, and tell me what you think!



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“Jaycee?”

I flutter my eyes open to see Harry, holding a plate out in front of him.

“Harry?” I sit up, taking in what was going on.

He had made me breakfast.

Toast and Jam.

Harry places the plate onto my lap, and sits on the floor next to the couch

“How are you feeling?”

“I’d feel better with a hot cup of-“

“I’m on it” he says, scurrying off to the kitchen.

 
 

Was that Harry who kissed me last night?

I mean, it was only a soft kiss on the forehead, but I would never forgot those lips.

I’d never forget how they felt against mine.

After a little while, Harry comes walking back in with a cup of hot tea in his hands.

“Two sugars and a dab of rosemary flavoring” he says, remembering my exact preference.

I just stared into his green pools, lingering my answer for a little bit.

He remembered that?

“...yeah” I snap out of his eyes, and take a giant sip.

It was amazing.

“thank you, Harry” I say, placing it back down on the coffee table.

Harry brings his hand up, and swipes a piece of my hair away from my face.

“so, i was thinking... how about we go somewhere today?”

“What do you mean?, where?”

“I don’t know, maybe we can take a drive down to a beach or something?”

I feel a small smile take over my face

“That sounds good, I’ll go and get dressed”

i thought I could make my way up the stairs normally… but, no, my legs were too weak.

Harry runs over and helps me up and off the ground.

“I feel so stupid” I say, my legs wobbiling.

Harry leads me up the stairs and back into my room.

The candles I had lit last night where burned right down to wax.

Harry notices this, and collects them all, taking them down to the kitchen.

I close my door, and shuffle through what clothes I had.

I settled for some really skinny jeans and a black singlet.

 
 

I make my way back down, skipping the makeup, and the shoes.

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