Change My Mind

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Jenna's POV

“I’m going to get you sick.” I say pushing him away as he leans in for another kiss. I try getting up but he grabs my arm and pulls me onto his lap. I give in and wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his around my waist.

I can sense him leaning in closer. Not this time. I grab the nearest pillow and shove it in his face. This is my chance to escape so I take the opportunity and speed into my room, locking the door. He knocks on the door three times before he slips a note under the door.

You better get out here because I have ice cream.

Frustration hits me. I can’t pass up ice cream. Another piece of paper slips under the door.

It’s double fudge brownie.

Something tells me this is a trick. I turn the doorknob slowly and peek my head out expecting Niall to jump out but he doesn’t. I tip toe to the kitchen but he isn’t there either. I check the entire place but there’s no sign of him. “Niall?” I whisper-yell.

I go back to my room and close the door. Maybe he left. I really hope he didn’t. He couldn’t leave without saying goodbye. I turn around and shriek bloody murder.

“I needed a way to get in here.” He says leaning on the door. I roll my eyes and try to get the door open but he is too heavy. I use all of my strength and energy to push him off but he doesn’t budge.

I know what he wants. I know him too well. It’s been a while since we did this. I let out a deep sigh. “Alright.”

We do this thing where we have to figure out what the other person is thinking or he or she won’t let you pass. It’s so annoying but I love it.

He tells me the phrase is three words and it involves me. I scratch my temple. “Is it Jenna is smelly?”

He gives me his prize winning grin and opens the door for me. I walk out and into the kitchen to get some cereal. Yay for cocoa pebbles.

When I return, Niall is sprawled out on the couch leaving no space for me. “Scooch.” I tell him nodding my head to the right. He sits up and moves. I sit right next to him and lean into his shoulder while he places his arm on my shoulder.

I don’t know if I like him or not because we flirt a lot and he kissed me but I just feel weird. Maybe it’s because we’ve been friends for a while or I’m just not attracted to him. I mean he is cute and funny; maybe not smart but he is every other thing. I’m just really confused. His eyes make my insides melt but my subconscious tells me it’s wrong. All I am thinking about are maybe’s and what if’s. I just need to stop and do what I want not what my subconscious wants.

I put down my bowl and turn Niall’s head with my index finger so he is facing me. I stare into his blue eyes admiring the way they shine and kiss him. There they are, the big ass butterflies.

Harry’s POV

I. Can’t. Stop. Thinking. About. Her.

Ever since that date or I think it was a date; I can’t get her out of my memory. It’s like she’s been there in my mind forever torturing me. I want to hug her and take in her scent and kiss her until her lips fall off. I want her here with me in my warm bed listening to The Neighbourhood or Linkin Park. I just want to hold her until she falls asleep. I want to hear her steady breathing on my chest.

I don’t know what has gotten into me but after three years of knowing her I want her to be mine. Yes, at first it was great being friends but I can’t take it anymore. She means too much to me. I want to get up and knock on her door and tell her that I like her but I know it’s not the right time.